Shadow

Do You Hear That?

After a long fall into Don's apartment, Zelenia and I take it upon ourselves to take full control of Dons Netflix and watch all the chick flick's we could find. As we watched my Best Friend's Wedding the door flew open and in came Leo and Jay arguing. Zelenia and I look at each other and back towards the TV. Their arguing finally grew to overbearingly loud.

"Shut Up! I'm trying to watch a movie here" I warn.

The boys finally catch sight of me and Leo's surprised expression and Jay's smart-ass smirk made me frown.

"Where did all that hair come from?" Leo laughs. He instantly reaches toward it and dunk.

"It was underneath my fake hair"

"Is it a wig?" Jay asks. I shoot daggers toward him.

"No" I grunt.

I feel a tug and I turn behind me and see Don.

"Can you all not play in my hair" I swat at Don.

"It's just bigger and curler, I've never seen anybody with hair like yours, makes me wanna play in it" Leo instantly comes toward me and again.

"You've never seen a black person's natural hair before?" I ask.

"When growing up we didn't spend a lot of time in this world so all we've really seen is fur and elve hair" Jay pipes up.

"Interesting, did you find the bounty?" I ask.

They all say nothing. I look around waiting for a response but Jay and Leo exchange a look and glance behind me. I turn to Don and he raises an eyebrow.

"Well?"

Something happened I know it.

"Don't worry about it"

I'm really getting tired of his one-liners.

"Something happened"I speak.

I glance at Leo as he twiddles his thumbs, almost like he's nervous.

"Leo-"

"No! I'm not saying anything! As a matter of fact bye," he rushes out. He disappears. Well, there goes my chance at getting information.

"It's about time we go to, let's go Zel" Jay calls. Zelenia rolls her eyes as she gets up and walks toward him.

"My names Zelenia" she scolds. Jay grabs her hand and they disappear. Guess the only person I'm going to get what I want from is Don.

What exactly is it that you want?

Shutup, you know what I mean. He sits on the couch and lights a cigarette.

"What happened?" I ask. I slide next him waiting for an answer. He only watches the tv, ignoring my voice.

"Don" I call. He taps his cigarette in an ashtray. Anger settles in me and I snatch the cigarette out of his mouth and put it out. He blows the smoke out with a deeper frown.

"You don't need to worry about it" he says.

"If it concerns my safety I sure as hell do"

"We handled it alright,"

His voice held annoyance, but I pressed.

"I still wanna know"

"You ask a lot of fuckin questions and that'll get you killed." He gets up off of the couch and I let his words settle in.

Something wants to kill me quietly. Don't ask any questions, you won't know and you won't notice, I was just taken care of.

I get up and follow Don to his room. He grabs the box of cigarettes of his chest and lights another one. I go to snatch it, but he catches my hand. So I try again but he grabs the other one. I go to kick him but he lets go and swings me around grabbing my hand again.he forcefully brings them down connecting behind my back.