《STORM 4 | Josh Christopher》Chapter 22
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"Ahhh yesss! This is what I needed!" Star said loudly as she laid in the long chair. We all laid side by side, sipping our drinks and soaking up the sun. After the conversation Josh and I had, It made me think. I really wanna leave. I wanna go somewhere where I can do what I want, say what I want, and just have fun. I just needed to breathe my own air for a bit before I go and solve my problems. I texted the girls telling them that we should go on our trip ASAP. Star asked how soon I said in the morning. So we packed our stuff in the morning, took the private jet, and left. It was a great idea to me.
"Me too. A little break from work, kids, and our mans" Heaven says.
"Do you think they're mad that we left without saying anything?" Star asks.
"Who cares, I need another drink" I said sitting up.
"Storm you're gonna get drunk" Peyton says.
"So....that's the point" I said as I stood up.
"Let her, she needs it just for a day. I'll come with you" Star says as she stands up as well. We get up and walk over to the bar. I smiled to myself as the warm sand run through my toes. It felt great. When we got to the shack, Star orders us another drink. I took a seat on the bamboo chair as I waited for the man to make my drink.
"Have you talked to Josh?" Star asks me.
"No, have you talked to Jalen?" I asked her.
"No, he doesn't even know I'm gone. He's in Philadelphia for a game" She says and I nodded.
"I'm sorry that I dragged you guys along like this, I just needed a break" I said looking down.
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"It's fine Storm, we understand. Plus, we all needed a trip anyway" She says smiling.
"I guess you're right" I said to her. My phone starts ringing and I see Josh's name pop up. Whoops...I forgot to call him.
"One second" I said to her and she nodded. I walked away and answered the phone.
"Hi..." I said slowly.
He asks me. I heard little commotion in the background.
"It was good, what's that noise in the background?" I asked him.
He says sighing, I couldn't help but laugh.
"I hope he didn't eat all of our food" I said laughing.
He says and I sighed. Only Dior...
"Looks like you'll have to do grocery shopping" I said.
He asks.
"I told you I wasn't gonna tell you" I said. The only reason why I wasn't telling Josh where I was is because I promised him we'd come here together. Sorry love...
"Nope. But let me tell you, I'm having so much fun already" I said as I looked around. This island is so beautiful. If I could, I would stay here forever.
He says.
"Ok" I said.
He says which makes me smile.
"I miss you too. I'll be back soon, I promise" I said to him.
He says, I just giggled. To late for that.
"Ok, bye. I love you" I said.
He says before hanging.
"Here are the drinksss" I heard Star behind me. I turned around and accidentally bumped into the tray of drinks. The thick red liquid splatters on me which causes me to gasp. As I looked down at my arms and hands, my heart starts to beat fast. Suddenly I feel like I can't breathe and I start to shake.
Flashback
We all ducked and half of D's men turned to D and the others and started shooting. As well as the guards. The unexpected happened and Josh grabs one of the guns and shoots D. I closed my eyes and tried to get my breathing under control.
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"Ahh!" I yelled as I feel a sting in my arm. I got hit. All of a sudden, blood is splattered on my face and hands. I slowly open my eyes and instantly freeze at the sight in front of me.
There laid Melo....he jumped in front of me so I wouldn't get hit again. He had three holes in his chest and they poured out blood. He looked at me before closing his eyes. My mouth falls open as I looked at him.
"NO!!!!!"
Flashback over
"Storm...Storm.....Storm!" Star says as she shakes me. I look at her as I try to get my breathing under control. Oh my gosh...
"You're ok" She says and my eyes started to fill with tears. A few then fall and she pulls me into a tight hug.
"Don't worry Storm, I'm here for you" She says rubbing my back. I wasn't crying because the drink spilt on me, I was crying because of how traumatizing that moment was for me. I'll never forget having Melo's blood all over me. I'll never forget the sight of his body laying almost lifeless in front of me either.
Josh's POV
"Yo Josh, do you still have that jacket that's signed by MJ?" Dior asks me as we all chilled on the couch.
"Yea I do actually. It's in the attic" I said to him.
"Go get it man, lemme see it" He says all excited. I chuckled before standing up. I walked towards the stairs and ran up before opening the door that lead up to the attic. I climbed up and turned the light on so I could see. I looked around in boxes to see if I can find the jacket. As I looked at the shelf, I seen a box that said Melo on it. I grabbed it and sat down with it. What's this?
I opened it and seen a whole bunch of his stuff inside. His clothes, one of his chains, a pair of shoes, pictures.
"Maybe Storm put these in here when we moved" I said to myself. I looked through the pictures and smiled at them. They looked so happy. I miss you Melo.
"Oh my gosh" I said laughing as I came across a picture of Melo and I when we were 20. We were getting ready for the draft. We were so young. Melo you'll always be my Dawg. I continued to go through the pictures until a piece of paper falls out from the stack.
I picked it up and opened it. Looks like Storm wrote a letter to Melo after he died, but kept it. Why'd she write a letter to him? My eyes scanned it as I read it word for word.
"What the fuck..." I whispered to myself as my eyebrows furrowed. When I finish read it, I folded it back and put it in my pocket. I put the pictures back in the box and put the box back on the shelf. I see the jacket and grab it and make my way out of the attic. I closed the door and went downstairs back to the boys. I tossed the jacket at Dior and sat down.
"Woah, what's your issue?" He says and looks at me like I'm crazy.
"Nothing, I'm fine" I said shrugging.
"You sure?" Caleb asks me.
"I'm straight"
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