Through The Fire

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Danielle's POV
I kept calling Didi's phone but it kept going to voicemail.

"What the fuck..." I say.

"Did she ever pick up?" Shanelle asks. Coming back into the room after calling the boys.

I shook my head.

"Oh my god" I say as I put my hands on my head.

"Relax Danielle, I'm sure she's fine." Shanelle reassures me.

"You're probably right Nelle, but I need to know that for my self" I tell her.

A few minutes later, we hear Donny bust through the door with the boys.

"Any luck?" He says worriedly.

"Nah bro." I reply.

"Where was the last place she was seen?" Jonathan asks.

"School" I tell him.

"We gotta go look for her" I tell them.

Before we could get up, my phone rang.

"Hello?" I answered.

"You have a collect call from Mecklenburg county jail, do you wish to proceed?"

"Yes"

"Hello? Danielle?!" Didi yells.

"Didi....girl what the fuck you did?" I ask

"Okay sooooo I kinda got into a fight at school and I banged metal trays between a girl head....she in a coma now, but she'll live from what I hear. Her bitch ass parents pressed charges on me...so I'm here in this dusty, poor ass jail." She tells me.

I facepalm myself and turn to the boys and Shanelle.

"Her ass in jail." I tell them.

"Aw what the fuck" Jonathan says.

"What she do?" Donny asks.

"Played cymbals on some girl at her school" I say while rolling my eyes.

They shook their heads.

"Can y'all hurry up and get me out of here? It smells like poverty." She says.

"Yeah whatever, we on our way" I say while sighing.

"Let's go to jail y'all, I heard the commissary food good as hell" Shanelle says.

Donny and Stunna smacks her in the back of the head.

"Are you dumb?" Stunna says.

"Yep, I have a degree in mentally retarded- ism" she says.

"Bitch that's not even a real word" I say while laughing.

We all leave the house and make our way the Mecklenburg's jail house.