Chapter 15

Aava' s pov

Yep, Netflix and chill it was. We were all sitting down in the living room watching ' Grown-ish'. " I wish i had a guy like luka" , I commented with a smile. Brian turned his attention to me. " you don't need a fake guy like him", he.said with a screwed up face. " Dude did you just say fake?. Luka is the star of this show not to mention Zoey. They're hash tag the real deal. In love. ❤." I added turning down his comment. He looked at me more upset than.before. " HAVE YOU SEEN THE.CLOTHES.HE WEAR.AND HIS DESIGNS?." He remarked putting up his hand as if he's.saying..."The.guys a designer stupido", i.added motioning to Tianna that her boyfriend was a total whack. She laughed."Its not like he' s gay or anything.babe, that's just his passion. It's more like you having a passion for kicking people's ass and fighting for your fam and friends. Those you love. Luka expresses his feelings through designing things and painting those gorgeous paintings of zoey. He' s hashtag what every girl dreams of. A sweetheart" , Tianna added winking at me. I winked.back. Brian is totally not the person to watch these shows. He' s more for the fast and furious and the transporter. Those bad ass.movies. "whatever" ,Brian commented hissing his teeth. Tianna reached down from the couch and gave him a kiss on the cheek. We laughed. " Did someone say ice cream?",mrs. Richards asked stepping in with a tray full of pistachio ice cream. " finally, thanks ms. Richards", hanna said smiling and taking a cup from her. " you're welcome darling" , mrs. Richards said smiling. She was the best. Always there when i needed her. I hate to say but i' m actually closer to her than my parents. Can you imagine?. And here my mom was trying to get closer to me by giving me gifts. Does she think she gifts bmcan make up for all the years she missed out with me. Mrs. Richards is basically my mother. A message came in on my phone. ❤ Troy. I smiled as his name popped up on my phone. I opened the message. It read...

Tu me manges💖

Translation- you are missing from me

I giggled. He is so....." Who are you texting? ", bryan asked curiously. "The love of my life bryan" i said smiling and replying back to Troy text.

Vraiment?

Translation- really?

He really is getting me with this French thing. I looked back up at Bryan who was now looking at Tianna. They were.giving each other that face that meant they were hiding something. I didn't say anything. My phone rang. Troy was calling me. I answered it making my way on the outside. " hey troy, you never get tired of texting me in french do you?", i asked smiling and taking a seat. " well what can i say, its the language of love", he said in a soft tone. I smiled. " hey are you still talking to those guys, you know your friends, well ex friends. Are they your ex friends?", i asked confused. He was silent for some time. " are you still there?", i asked. " yea, i am . umm i had a little meeting with them today to break off things. I don't want anything to do with those guys anymore. I can't believe they did that. But don't worry about it A, my gang and i.." " what did you just say. A gang?", i asked interrupting him quickly. "No why would i say gang, i said group A." ,he added trying to back himself up." No i heard you quite Clear. I didn't know you were in a gang. Why didn't you tell me?. Is it the serpents?. ", i asked getting more angrily. " what are you talking about? And who' s the serpents?. What's going on A?", he asked concerned. By this time, i wasn't listening to troy anymore. My attention was out in the silent neighborhood where there was a man at our gate staring at me. I couldn't see his face because it was dark. What the heck? " hello?, are you still there?", troy asked. Where the hell are the guards. I hang up the phone immediately and made my way down the steps slowly. " hey! Who are you?" , i shouted not scared. The person ran down the street as soon as i got closer. I managed to take a picture of the person. I made my way back into the house. My phone rang. UNKNOWN number.