Welcome to a new Riley themed story. Surprise! This idea was on my mind for the longest. I wanted to get it out my brain already. lol
Disclaimer: Don't own Boondocks
Prologue
The reception hall was filled with laughter and countless pops of champagne were heard throughout the building. The walls were bedecked in gold and purple sashes, podiums were decorated in violets and each table that was in the room wore gold table clothes with purple seat covers. Off to the far right of the room was a table that had the grand wedding cake atop of it. It was gold with purple flowers at the foot with two black figures standing happily on the top of the cake.
'Congratulations, Huey and Jazmine!' their guests rejoiced in unison.
Huey Freeman had wed his childhood love, Jazmine Du'Bois, or should you call her Freeman now. The two children, now adults, dedicated their lives to spend it together for all eternity.
Jazmine cried tears of joy as she hugged her best friend, Cindy. She couldn't believe it. Her life was a fairytale, not caring if Huey would scoff at her sentiment or not. The rude, mean, and sometimes cold neighbor from across the street was the one she'd give her life to years later.
"Damn girl, stop crying all over my clothes!" Cindy snapped playfully. Jazmine laughed and wiped her eyes.
"I'm sorry Cindy, it's just…" she turned over to Huey and saw him talking to his childhood friend Caesar.
"Today was absolutely perfect." She whispered. Cindy smiled lightly and flung her arm around the glowing bride.
"Well, I hope you're ready to turn up in this bitch! Enough crying, let's get to dancing."
Jazmine laughed and picked up her ice white gown and headed to the dance floor. She stood in the middle of the floor and beckoned her husband over to her.
"Huey!" she cheered. "C'mon!" Huey looked over at her and visibly she could see he didn't want to dance. Jazmine mouthed to him that he better bring his ass on, not wanting her parents to hear her use expletives. She looked around as Huey slowly made his way to the dance floor.
"Where's Riley Cindy?" she asked.
"He's probably doing a line in the bathroom." She shrugged casually. Jazmine frowned slightly. She didn't want to tell them how to live, but she'd appreciated it if Riley kept his lifestyle away from her dream day.
Ever since Mr. Freeman passed, Riley and Huey's relationship has been rocky and a bit unnerving. Riley clearly didn't take his passing well and dabbled here and there with the drugs. Cindy does them too and of course doesn't try to stop him. Not only that, they both are active participants in Woodcrest's violent crime problem. Every other week they were fighting someone, every other week the couple would wreak havoc on the city with Ed Wuncler and Gin Rummy.
Those two should be ashamed of themselves, dragging lost youths down to their filth, but Jazmine couldn't scold them too harshly, for Cindy and Riley let themselves fall down with those men.
"Cindy, you and Riley really need to calm those things down…" she said softly. Cindy rolled her eyes, Jazmine saw this and her green eyes darkened with slight anger.
"Don't tell me what to do Jazmine." Cindy said finality in her voice. "I don't tell you how to deal with Huey whenever he gets in his funky attitude, and why does he have a funk towards his only brother anyway?" she asked folding her arms.
"Are you really going to argue with me on my wedding day Cindy? I was concerned about you and Riley. You won't be told what to do, but keep that bullshit away from me and Huey. That's why he's has a funky attitude." Jazmine used air quotes around 'funky attitude.'
Jazmine looked past her aggravating friend and saw Riley walking out the bathroom. His shirt was halfway unbuttoned, just everything about him spelled disheveled. His braids were worn and fuzzy and his eyes were slightly red. A speck of coke could be seen at the bottom of his nose.
"Ya'll done with the mushy shit?" he asked, wiping his face. Jazmine narrowed his eyes.
"Riley why-" she was cut off by her husband.
"Don't tell me you're high again Riley?" Huey folded his arms, frowning ear to ear at his fucked up sibling. Riley just laughed at him.
"Bruh, why do you always act like this towards me?" Huey sighed. He was beyond done, and he didn't want this shit on one of the best times of his life. He walked up to both Cindy and Riley, grabbing them roughly around the necks.
"I've lost patience. Both of you can get the fuck out."
"Nigga I didn't even do nothing!" Cindy yelled angrily. Huey gripped her neck harder, the pain made her wince.
"What did I tell you about calling me that bitch?" Huey snarled as he dragged them towards the door.
"Don't call Cindy no bitch, nigga!" Riley yelled. The wedding guests looked onward at the awkward scene that unfolded in front of them. Caesar shook his head and walked over to Jazmine, who looked horrified that her special day was being ruined.
"Tough shit." He whispered in her ear. "Good thing he's tossing them out now, so that tonight won't totally be wasted."
"Jazmine, are you alright?" Her father Tom and mother Sarah walked up to her in concern. Jazmine balled up her fists and stomped her foot like a child.
"Huey, get them out!" she shouted fiercely.
Huey kicked the reception hall door open and tossed Riley and Cindy on their asses.
"Stay out. In fact, don't even come around anymore. Don't check for us until your own shit is together. That goes for both of you." Huey glared down at them. Cindy rose to her feet.
"Fuck you Huey! Always so perfect huh? Well you were a hater then and you're a hater now. You'll never be a real nigga." Riley spat as Cindy helped him up. Huey just stared at him.
"…Take your wigger girlfriend and go home." Huey turned his back on him.
"That's right! Leave me! Some brother you are!" Riley shrilled into the night air. "FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU!" He was about to go back in but Cindy stopped him.
"Ya'll will be back to normal tomorrow…don't even trip about it. Let's go."
"What of you and Jazmine?"
"I know how to get that girl back in check. Don't worry." She winked. The couple turned and made their way to Riley's black Lamborghini.
"I'm sober Riley, let me drive." Cindy said. Riley didn't think twice as he tossed his woman the keys. He knew her ass just wanted an excuse to drive his lambo anyway.
Cheesing hard, Cindy did a little bounce before hopping in the driver's seat. Cranking up the car, Riley hooked his phone to the aux cord, Trinidad James blasting through the speakers shortly after.
'Gold all in my chain, gold all in my ring
Gold all in my watch
Don't believe me, just watch
Nigga nigga nigga
Don't believe me, just watch
Don't believe me, just watch
Nigga nigga nigga'
Cindy stopped at a red light, bouncing to the song.
"My nigga, for the hos that strip at Magic City." Riley bobbed his head. They were so into the song, they didn't notice the black Escalade truck that pulled up beside them.
'BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG!'
...Oh no... :O Read and review? You like it? Huh? -smiles-