“What the hell”! She said, looking at the bag of drugs. Her mouth was ajar, and her eyes were full. Her mind went into overdrive! Was ruby doing drugs? She stopped for a moment to think. She turned and looked at Trel. She took a long deep breath. “Is this yours?” she asked him. Trel banged on Travis's seat.

“Aye, little mama, thanks for keeping that safe he said, smiling.” He watched her through the rearview mirror, “The police were heavy out here.” He joked. “What I ain't got no part in this,” she said, looking at him as if he was crazy. “As a matter of fact, we are good,” she said, scooting away from Trel.

“Calm down, Monica,” he said, trying to hold her. “I’m fine,” she said. “We are just going to go.” “Can you let us out?” “Here you keep this,” she said, tossing him his drugs. “That is yall business, and we do not want any part of that.” “We have dreams and goals that cannot be mixed up with this,” she said.

“Word I feel you,” Travis said, “but I can tell you are smarter than that,” he said, Still driving. “Ruby, get your ass up,” Monica said, yelling her name. “Man ruby is slapped,” he said, laughing. “What,” Monica asked? “She’s knocked,” he said, lifting her arm, he said. It's terrible out here, he said. “I ain't going to let anything happen to yall pretty assess,” Travis said, wiping his nose.

At that moment, Monica knew! Everything connected. They were in danger bigger than they thought. Travis kept sniffing. “Yo, Travis chill out with that man; we don’t want to give them the wrong impression,” Trel said, telling him to chill. Travis was speeding and swerving. He was high. “Can yall let us the fuck out?” Monica asked Trel.

“Monica, we cannot do that,” he said. “Why,” she asked him. “Yall are already involved” “I am sorry to tell you this, but I slipped that into your bag while we were in the store.” “Then we followed yall; we had no plans of letting yall leave.” He said.  “We will not talk about the drugs,” she said, trying to reason with him. “Monica, you know damn well that cannot happen.” “Why choose us?” She asked. “Yall were just there,” he said, shrugging.

Monica looked at him, and she had to make a quick decision. When she looked out the window, again, nothing looked familiar. “Let us out now,” she said, pulling on the door handle. “Yo, sit the fuck down and shut up; you are ruining my high.” Travis yelled, “man chill,” Trel said, grabbing Monica. She screamed and bit his hand and freed herself. She jumped up from her seat and attacked Travis while he was driving.