DEENA SKET- CHAPTER 30 EXTENDED

"Who the fuck is this?".
"Dont watch that deena- jus know your dead."
then the line hung up.
sorcha looked at me bare shook, "who was it,"
"sorcha- can we go back to my nans house please- i dont wanna see smurkz today."
"cool cool- we'll get a cab."
sorcha called a cab and it came within ten minutes.
i was so shook all the way back, like i began to realise the shit i was in.
when we got to my nans house, me and sorcha went into the living room.
"somebody said they were gonna kill me," i sed, "they said im a dead sket."
sorcha looked at me, "was it a bre or chick,"
"a bre," i sed. i cld feel myself starting to have a panic attack,
i ran into the kitchen and poured myself some water.
"wheres ur uncle," sorcha asked.
"he must be out," i sed startin to relax.
i walked back into the front room.
"sorcha- i need to tell you somethin," i said.
she looked at me bare confused.
"chanel wants me to set up smurkz- she gave me money for it, but i cant do it."

her face lit up.
"chanel- as in his girl," she asked.
i nodded.
"did she say why."
i shook my head.
"we have to tell smurkz," she said.
"nah nah we cant," i said, "he'll hurt her."
"same way she wants to hurt him- i'm gonna call him,"
she picked up her blacberry and i stopped her, "what if we set HER up without telling him," i said.
"how do you mean," she said.
"she offered to send me more money when i said i wasnt sure, what if i asked for more and when she pays, i change my number and never talk to her again."
"And we keep the money."

Sorcha smiled so hard.
"how much did she give u so far," she asked.
"5 bills- i'll give u 250 and if we ask for 5 bills more ill give u another half," i sed.
"call her now," she sed, "tell her ur scared and need more."
"before i do that," i sed, "what about the person who called and said i was gonna die."
"change ur number- ive got a sim you can use- call chanel first."

i dialled chanels number.
"hello."
"hi babes," i sed,"its deena."
"everything good darling,", i put her on speaker.
"yeah yeah, but chanel- i was with smurkz today and he's not that on me anymore- i wanna suck his dick to change that but uno how u sed you would pay more if i was.."

"how much do u want," she said bare quick.
"6 bills more."
sorcha looked at me like wtf.
"alright,"
i was silent, nah nah this was bookie- she had already given me 500.
"ill give u 6 bills deena- just make sure you don't fuck around with me innit- i know things about you that you think nobody knows- send ur sort code and bank account number,"
i gave her my details and sed, "chanel- tell me what u wanna do to him."
there was a silence and then she said, "send me your home adress and ill send u a letter about something important which explains shit,"
i agreed and gave it to her.
"i have to go now," she said, "call me if the money doesnt come in time yeah babes."
"alright darling- bye."
i put the phone down and laughed so hard.
"shes actually gonna pay 600 more," i sed.
"im not suprised- i know she has dough, her dads some top shotter in East- but he's in pen now," sorcha said.
"and u owe her money," i sed.
"yeah but shes dumb with her dough- look how much shes given u to do something ur not even sure u can do."
"is she dangerous though?".
"yeah she is- she arranged for some chick to get raped cos the chick fucked her man," sorcha sed.
we chatted for about an hour, then the door bell rang.
sorcha looked at me.
i walked to the door and opened it slowly.
It was two police officers.

"Deena?", one of them asked.
"Yes," i said.
"this is Detective Carl and I'm detective rowe, can we come in?".
"yes."
they walked in and followed me into the front room.
"hi," sorcha said to them.
"we need to speak to you alone deena,if thats ok." detective rowe said.
"ill go upstairs,". she went upstairs.

"deena, we're investigating the attempted stabbing of Ms.Natalie Johnson who is a friend of yours- now one of our suspects Ryan Whitely says that you would be able to provide him with an alibi, he says you were with him around the time of the attempted stabbing, would you be prepared to confirm this."

I thought bare hard and then i said, "he's lying," i looked them dead in the eye and continued,"ryan wasnt with me that night."
i felt sick inside- i had lied and ryan was gonna get sent down because of it.
when the police came, sorcha walked down.
"what did they want."
"ryan and fumez have been arrested and they wanted to know if..."
then sorchas phone rang.
"dee!- u good... yeah yeah we're down.... kl.....we'll be there."
"what did he want," i askd.
"they want us to come link them- they're gonna come get us from the high road- in five minutes."
I looked at her, "sorcha, i dont wanna go- i just wanna relax here."
"deena, r u shook cos of that prank call, its obviously some wasteman with too much time on his hands- nobodys gonna hurt u deena."
then she hugged me. we left the house and i lockd the door behind me.
by the time we got to the high road, we saw dees car.
we jumped in the backseat.
"u alrite girlies," dee said.
"yeah yeah," sorcha said, "u kl smurkz."
smurkz nodded and said, "u lot eaten yet?",
"nah," we both said.
"alrite," dee said, "we need to sort something out first."
we drove for bare long until we reached some old dirty estate.
we all got out of the car. smurkz puthis arm around my waist as we walked into the lift.
"sixth floor yeah," dee asked smurkz. smurks nodded as he kissed me.
we got to the sixth floor and it stank, there were two crackheads cotchin outside the lift.
smurkz knocked on the door and some gassed up bre opened it.
smurkz spudded him as we walked inside. the flat was disgusting, i could smell weed everywhere.
then i heard a girl screamin.
"shes in there innit," dee said. the gassed up bre nodded.
i looked at sorcha.
she looked away from me.
then smurkz opened the bedroom door.
there was about 10 man around this one chick who had her head down. she was covered in piss and cum, they were... oh my gosh they were raping her.
and then she lifted her head.
"Chanel"