The sound of Roman's phone woke him up. Roman groggily answered the phone to the sounds of frantic crying in his ear. "Hold on, what happened?! Dang, don't panic I will be there as soon as I can. Do you have any neighbors that will let you sit with them for a few?" It was Armani, her apartment caught on fire and she had nowhere to go. "If I did, I wouldn't have called you." “Alright well I should be there in about an hour and a half, so hang tight okay?" "Okay" Armani replied before hanging up. Roman could hear the sound of distraught in her voice and knew that he had to leave. "Everything okay?" Kim woke up out of her sleep after hearing Roman's voice. "Yeah that was my homeboy Mike, he said his place burned down and he doesn't have anywhere to go. I have to leave babe, but I promise I will be back later in the week okay? “Roman lied to Kimberly about who actually called because, he did not feel like another argument. "Alright babe, I'm sorry to hear that." Kimberly knew that Mike and Roman were tight, so she wasn't about to come in between him and his boy. Roman took a quick shower before dressing and hopping in his car. He sped off quickly and hopped on the Interstate, making it to Armani's neck of the woods in less than an hour. He must have been doing over 95 to get there at that rate. He wasn’t worried at all because, his dad knew almost every chief of police in the state. He pulled into the complex and was shocked by what he saw. Armani's apartment was completely gone along with a few others nearby. He slowed down once he saw Armani sitting on the sidewalk with her head in her hands. He stopped the car and got out to help her up. "It's going to be okay Mani, don't worry." Armani broke down in tears, “How do you mean don't worry, I have nothing, nothing! *WARNING* This fictional piece is intended for mature audiences only. Please do not buy if strong sexual situations and explicit language offends you.