📱🔥 RHEA WENT LIVE 📱🔥 - PART 7
Then Shan whispered:
“Oh, she wants death.”
Rhea’s eyes widened.
“THANK YOU.”
“No. I didn’t mean literally.”
“You see? All this time you’ve been acting like I’m unreasonable.”
“She is definitely provoking you.”
“Bring my charger?”
“Keep driving.”
“To her house?”
“Past her house.”
Rhea pulled onto Tia’s road.
Cars lined both sides.
People were outside.
Not loads.
Enough.
Two girls stood near a Mini pretending not to look at Rhea’s car.
A man on a bicycle slowed down.
Somebody had definitely posted the location.
Rhea stopped three houses away.
Shan looked around.
“This is disgusting.”
“What?”
“People came.”
Rhea looked.
She understood immediately.
These were not friends.
They were not neighbours.
They were spectators.
One girl had her phone held upright, clearly recording.
Rhea sat back.
Something shifted inside her.
Not calm exactly.
Awareness.
“Look at them.”
“I know.”
“They came to watch.”
“Yes.”
Rhea looked at Shan, then towards Tia’s house, curtains closed, upstairs light on and Keys’s car nowhere in sight.
Her phone buzzed repeatedly.
Notifications.
Tags.
Messages.
Requests to join Lives.
People asking her to stream.
People telling her which window was Tia’s bedroom.
One message said:
BABE I LIVE TWO DOORS DOWN WANT ME TO KNOCK
Another:
I CAN COME WITH U
Another:
GO LIVE BEFORE U GO IN
Rhea stared.
Her thumb hovered over Instagram.
Then stopped.
Shan watched her.
“What?”
Rhea looked at the spectators again.
The girl near the Mini noticed Rhea looking and quickly lowered her phone.
Rhea laughed quietly.
“That bitch has been waiting for me.”
“Yes.”
“No, I mean properly waiting.”
Shan frowned.
Rhea picked up her phone and opened Tia’s Live.
Still going.
Tia was now in the kitchen.
Viewer count: 18,000.
“She knows I’m outside.”
“How?”
“Look at her.”
Tia kept glancing towards something off-camera.
Window, maybe.
Phone, maybe.
Then a comment appeared:
RHEA OUTSIDE
Tia read it.
Paused.
Then smiled.
Tiny.
Almost invisible.
Rhea saw it.
Everything clicked.
She turned the engine back on.
Shan blinked.
“What are you doing?”
“Going home.”
Silence.
Shan looked around the car.
Then back at Rhea.
“What?”
“I said I’m going home.”
“You drove all the way here.”
“And?”
“You put on the violence trousers.”
“They’re Gymshark.”
“I mentally prepared for arrest.”
“Dramatic.”
“Your mother has probably started praying.”
Rhea pulled away from the kerb.
Behind them, the two girls looked disappointed.
Rhea saw them in the mirror.
That settled it.
She laughed.
Not the angry laugh.
The real one.
“Oh my God.”
“What?”
“They wanted me to fight her.”
“Obviously.”
“No. Everybody did.”
“Rhea.”
“Even Keys.”
Shan turned.
“What?”
Rhea nodded slowly.
“He went Live.”
“So?”
“He never goes Live.”
Shan thought about it.
Rhea continued.
“Tia goes Live. Keys goes Live. Everybody says little things and everybody knows exactly what I’ll do.”
“And you didn’t.”
“No.”
Rhea smiled.
“Fuck.”
“What?”
“I think I’m growing.”
Shan burst out laughing.
“Don’t overdo it.”
“I’m serious.”
“You drove here.”
“Growth is a journey.”
“You nearly crashed twice.”
“Transformation has turbulence.”
“Please shut up.”
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