DEENA SKET CHAPTER 24

I started cryin.
"Deena I need to go- I need to go to his yard and hide his shit- he has charlie and coke in his drum," ryan sed jumpin up.
"ryan why did u ask him to shank her," i cried.

"deena she set u up-", he put on his clothes.
"deena if the feds- deena if the feds come here dont say shit- u need to say i was wiv u the whole night," he sed, "ill get someone to text u if anythin."
he walked out of the door.
I started cryin.
I didnt know what to do- like i was bare lost, confused.
i called sorcha.

"im fuckin- call me later," she sed.
"sorcha- its important- fumez shanked natalie."
i heard her say oh shit and then i heard her tell the guy she was fuckin to come back later.
"what happend."
"someone just text ryan and sed fumez got arrested for shankin her,"
"oh shit- where r u now."
"at my nans house- i ws with ryan but hes gone to fumez yard hide his shit."
she didnt say anything and then she sed, "Call me when u find anything out yh and dont call anybody else or say shit to anybody else."
I said kl and den i put the fone down.

How the fck had it come to this.
if i hadnt had linked ryan and fumez and their boys after what they did to natalie, none of us dis would be happening, i shldnt have fucked her dad. she was my girl, and i had fucked it up.
what if she was dead.
i wanted to talk to her.
I wanted to chat to her and tell her i was sorry- dat we cld forget about everythin,then my fone rang, it was a text.


Hubby:
delete me and fumez numbers



I deleted their numbers and jus lay in bed thinkin and cryin a bit.
I needed to do sumthin- but i if i did anythin it could bait out fumez.
I 1471d my number and then called Natalie's fone.
"Hello."
I put the phone down.
It was a guys voice- it was proper deep.
I had to find out what was going on.
I got out of bed, logged onto my laptop and went on facebook.
I went on Natalie's profile and her status message was "80% of London Man Have Had Your Pussy- you dumb sket-" she wrote that like an hour after she left me with jesse and faisani and then 134 people from college were like "we heard about what she did- fuckin hoe" and shit like that.

I logged off and cried.
i didnt want any of this.
what if she was dead now- all cos of me.
My pussy was still wet from ryans hot wock.
Natalie-all this shit for nuthin.
The door bell rang.
I walked down to the door slowly and opened it.
"Deena."
"Sandra?"