Summary: The Boondocks Squad has grown and are now in their happy twenties. Or they thought they were happy. Jazmine and Cindy are kidnapped by unknown people and the crew spreads out to find them. What happened to Jazmine and Cindy? Will we know the mystery people? Will the gang be people to help them and solve everything?
Disclaimer: I do not own the Boondocks.
Note: Please note me of any grammar or spelling errors. I have checked myself but it is possible that I overlooked some things. Thank You.
Blueprint
Chapter One: Acquaintances.
It was in the middle of February, the month of love. Not only the month of love, but the month of spring. Where everything jumps to life, refreshes and evolves. Love can be felt and cherished while nature's beauty can be smelt and adored. This must be some of the reasons as to why Jazmine and Cynthia were so happy and excited this one beautiful day, February 14th.
The two best friends were inside a peaceful yet busy café. The building was filled with couples of all kinds, but also filled with such delicious aromas. The smell of freshly baked cookies, brewed coffee, waffles, chicken and many more foods were dancing in the air, and the noses of Jazmine and Cindy.
They sat and waited at their four seat table, waiting for their very own lovers. The brothers promised their loved ones a double date on this very specific day, and these two ladies were not passing this up. They sat and chatted away, waiting for the Freeman men to come their way.
It was 16h30 on the dot right now as they checked their wristwatches.
"They're running a bit late, don't you think?" Jazmine asked in her soft voice, looking up from her wristwatch to her blonde best friend.
"Running a BIT late? These niggas are thirty minutes late! They're hella late! These punkasses better be buying somethin' dope if they're coming this late" Cindy exclaimed to Jazmine as she laid her chin in her palm while her elbow rested on the table.
"I'm pretty sure they're on their way Cindy. Calm down" Jazmine reassured her.
"Oh, I'm sorry that not all of us have to worry about latecomers because we have giant rocks on our fingers!" Cindy exclaimed as she threw her hands up in a playful manner.
"Cindy!" Jazmine squealed out of embarrassment. Her yellow face started turning a faint red. Cindy smiled widely and laughed at this.
"Oh come on girl, show it off! It shows you locked the bitch down!" Cindy exclaimed once before she grabbed Jazmine's left hand and gazed at the precious stone on her finger.
"Don't call my fiancé a bitch" Jazmine chuckled out while Cindy expected her hand.
Cindy whistled as she checked out Jazmine's beautiful opal engagement ring. Huey proposed earlier this month and Jazmine went haywire. After dating for about nine years, Huey finally tied the knot at the blissful age of twenty four.
"Man, where's my ring?" Cindy sobbed as she gazed, enchanted by Jazmine's ring.
"It'll come Cindz, I promise" Jazmine said and smiled reassuringly. Cindy is only a year younger than her and Huey while Riley strikes twenty two.
The entrance door of the café flew open. The two girls turned around, but frowned as they realised that it was neither Huey nor Riley. Cindy grunted in exasperation.
"They're coming. Just hold on" Jazmine smiled.
"Ugh, nigga hurry up! If yo' ass don't hurry up C-Murph is gon' kill a nigga!" Riley yelled at his brother as he waited impatiently by the car.
"Don't blame me, blame Grandad for losing the car keys." Huey rebutted as he looked underneath the car for the car keys to his car. Robert had stayed over by his apartment this weekend since Uncle Ruckus was exterminating the house from any insects.
"He could have stayed by Tom's!"
"Riley, you know very well why he didn't stay there." Huey stated, giving Riley a knowing look as he got up from the ground. "Instead of bitchin', why don't you actually help me find the keys? Maybe this way we'll find it quicker" Huey pointed out flatly, now giving his brother a bored look.
Riley rolled his eyes as he began searching the outside of the apartment. While Riley searched, Huey quickly got out his phone and speed dialled a number.
"Hello?" her sweet voiced answered.
"Hey, sorry for making you guys wait. Grandad lost my car keys and we're trying to look for them. Do you mind if you order for us? We'll be there in about another ten minutes." Huey said to his fiancé.
"Okay, sure. Thanks for telling me. Greens or starch?" Jazmine asked on the other line.
"Both. Get Riley something meaty. He's been whining since we should have left."
Jazmine chuckled. "Alright got it. See you in a bit. Love you" she finished in a small voice.
''Me too"
"You're supposed to say 'I love you t—'"
"Goodbye Jazmine" Huey replied before hanging up and continuing to find the keys.
"Ey! I think I found 'em!" Riley yelled.
"And?" Cindy asked curious.
"They'll be here in ten minutes. We should order for them" Jazmine said putting her phone down and lifting a menu.
Cindy groaned but didn't say more as she followed her friend's actions and opened a menu as well.
The entrance bell to the store rang again, meaning more people entered the busy place. They were too busy deciding meals to even care for who was entering or not.
"Hey there" a man said to Jazmine. He was tall, and actually quite handsome.
Jazmine lifted up her head to look at the gentleman in front of her. "Oh hello. Can we help you?" she greeted and asked kindly.
The man smirked. "My friend and I here just walked in and saw you ladies just hanging here alone. Mind if we join you two beauties?"
"Oh, that's so sweet but-"
"We have boyfriends. In fact, she has a fiancé. So we're both off limits. Sorry to disappoint. Cheers!" Cindy said pompously to the two gentlemen as she carried on reading the menu.
"If you guys have men, then where are they?" the man's friend said next to him.
"They're just running a bit late. They're coming so it's alright" Jazmine declined kindly with her dazzling smile.
"If you were mine, I'd never let you wait" the man said again. Cindy laughed at his cheesy pick-up line.
"The name's Duval. My boy over here is Tyrone. What are yours?" he asked in a sultry voice.
"My name does not matter right now, but thanks for the compliments Duval" Jazmine explained as she started silently chuckling.
"Babe listen-"
"You motherfuckas don' quit do you? She said she don't want yoouu!" Cindy yelled as she slammed her menu down on the table and made eye contact with the stranger. "She only wants the nigga that gave her that opal ring! Stay in your lane and please leave." She said flapping her hand at the two gentlemen to leave.
"You're the feisty friend I see" Tyrone said as he walked over to Cindy.
"Oh hell nah, ugh, ugh! Keep your distance boy!" Cindy said immediately getting ready for defence when he began to get too close for comfort.
Duval lightly touched Jazmine's arm while she tried to calm down. She jumped instantly and also began to switch into defence mode. "Duval, don't touch me." She commanded sternly, her sweet voice gone.
"Oh c'mon ladies, loosen up" Tyrone said as he put his arm over Cindy's shoulders as he and Duval sat down next to them.
"Don't touch me!" Cindy yelled as she tried to remove his arm from her shoulders.
"Hey, let go!" Jazmine yelled as well when Duval snaked his hand around Jazmine's small waist. "Stop!"
"Bitch ass nigga let go!" Cindy yelled again. By this time, the four had already started a scene within the café.
Jazmine and Cindy started to get really uncomfortable as the men did not quit their ministrations, and people could see that.
"Hey," the manager of the café yelled, "you can see these ladies are not happy with your company. Leave them alone—"
The manager was not able to finish his sentence, because he was silenced with a gun pointing right at him. This caused the rest of the café to scream. Tyrone took out his own gun and shot it at the roof. "Everybody shut up!" he yelled.
"You better back the fuck up old man" Duval said with a smirk as he kept on pointing the gun at him.
By this time, both Duval and Tyrone had one of their arms around Jazmine and Cindy's necks to keep them at bay.
"What the fuck?! Leave us alone-" Cindy exclaimed, with an underlying whimper in her voice.
"You, better shut the fuck up! I'm tired of your lip bitch!" Tyrone yelled as he pointed his gun to Cindy's head harshly.
"CINDY!" Jazmine shrieked.
"That goes for you too bitch!" Tyrone said, now pointing the pistol at Jazmine. Both girls fell silent in a second, as the colour drained from their faces from fear.
Duval spotted someone behind the manager on the phone, probably calling the cops.
BANG!
The woman shrieked with pain as the bullet went through her hand that held the phone. "That's what the fuck you get when you try and play hero! Anybody else want to be Superman?!" Duval raged in a demonic voice as he pointed his gun at many people in the café. Everyone screamed with fear as they got down on the floor.
"That's what I thought!" Duval raged once more.
"Time for us to go" Tyrone hissed as he grabbed Cindy beautiful silky blonde hair by the hand full and yanked her out her chair. Cindy yelled with pain by the force.
"We should join them. Don't you think, Jazzy?" Duval said as he also grabbed her hair by the hand full. The colour from Jazmine's face drained when she heard this man hiss her name.
"H-how-" she stuttered.
"Our pep talk can wait for later. Let's go" Duval said firmly as he yanked Jazmine by her hair out the café. The same went for Tyrone and Cindy.
"If anybody tries to rat us out, we'll burn this bitch to the ground!" Tyrone shouted in the café before retreating with his partner to their van.
"Maaan! Cindy gon' kill me fo' bein' late!" Riley whined in the passenger seat.
"We'll be there in five. Now shut up. It's not my fault that there is traffic." Huey stated matter-of-factually to his brother as he kept his eyes on the road.
"Man whatever! Jus' hurry the help up!"
As they turned the curve into the café's street, they were stopped again as there were police cars, an ambulance in front of the building as well as Channel 9 News.
"The hell?" Huey thought out loud. At that, Huey parked his car on the side before getting out and running to the café.
"Ey! Wait fo' me nigga!" Riley yelled as he too jumped out the car and ran to the building.
Huey shoved his way through the crowd into the café. The only thought in his mind was his beautiful strawberry blonde fiancé. He turned and pushed people out of his way, looking for a big poof of strawberry blonde hair. Anything. Anywhere. Nothing. Something within Huey grew that he has not felt in years. Fear.
Riley was no different as he too shoved people out of his way to find Cindy. She too was nowhere in sight. One thought remained in both the Freeman men's head.
'Where is my woman?'
As Huey searched, his ear caught sound of a weeping man being questioned by the police.
"They looked so ordinary when they came in. Like our normal happy costumers. We had no idea that they had such a plan. They pointed a gun to me and then shot my daughter's hand when she tried to call the police." The manager said as he wept his heart out. "They then grabbed two girls. One looked biracial with strawberry blonde hair and green eyes. The other was a Caucasian with blue eyes and blonde hair."
At the mention of their appearances, Huey's heart dropped to his stomach and his natural scrawl deepened with panic. 'No…'
Huey stepped outside to find Riley, and he saw him looking at Channel 9 News reporting the scoop.
"It seems that there were two African American men walking into Woodcrest's well known 'One Bite Café' before they ambushed two young girls. One to me 5.9 foot, Caucasian with blue eyes and blonde hair wearing a white dress. The other seeming to be 5.5 foot, biracial with ginger hair and green eyes wearing a yellow dress. From sources around, the two girls seemed to be Woodcrest University's famous basketball player, Cynthia McPhearson and the other, physiotherapy major, Jazmine DuBois. Hostages say they saw the two men dragged the girls into a silver SUV, registration plate still unidentified and sped off. No one knows who these two men were and where they are going and what they want with the girls. That is all we have time for. This Yanda Bruyns, Channel 9 News."
Riley stood still and looked off into the distance, not blinking, shifting or uttering one word. The only action seen was a single tear running down his cheek as he balled up his fists and breathed heavily. Huey watched this, and did nothing to distract his thoughts, because he was feeling the exact same rage and sadness that Riley was experiencing.
"Forty five minutes. Forty five goddamn, motherfuckin', bitch ass, dumbfuck minutes. We were supposed to meet them at 16h00. If we were early, we could have stopped all of this. I could've been draping my arm over Cindy's shoulders eatin' a dope ass steak, while dissing you and Jazmine about how love-struck yal are and engaged to be married. We could have stopped this. We. Could. Have. Stopped. This. WE COULD HAVE STOPPED THIS HUEY!" Riley shouted out as a salty waterfall rushed down the mountains that were Riley's cheeks.
Huey looked at his brother, heart sore, because for once, he was right. An unforgivable guilt grew within Huey as soon as he looked into the distance as well. Huey wanted to cry, Lord knows he does, but that is not what he think Jazmine would want him to be doing to right now. Instead, Huey put his hand on Riley's shoulder, deepened his furrowed brows and frown and looked at the commotion.
"It's not that we 'could have stopped them'. It's the fact that we WILL stop them." Huey said sternly with his deep chocolate voice.
"What you mean?" Riley asked, turning to his brother.
Huey turned as well, to look into his brother's eyes.
"We're gonna catch and cap those motherfuckers real quick, because we're gonna find them, and find our women."
With that, Riley and Huey just looked at the commotion around them. Police sirens and ambulance sirens mixing together to make a harmonious tune. News vans all around the street, people fleeing from the seen, while other came to witness it. And just, like that, Huey and Riley ran.
Cindy opened her eyes and blinked to try and get back her vision, but no matter how many times she blinked, darkness surrounded her. Her other senses soon came into play when she felt the cold concrete floor on her body, the smell of detergent and the sounds of utensils being moved around and shoved.
"Cindy? Cindy are you there?" she heard Jazmine's whimpering voice whisper.
Then it all came back to her. The café. The men. The kidnapping. The knockout.
"Jazmine! Jazmine I'm right here!" she whispered loudly.
She then heard Jazmine sobbing as quietly as she could when she got a reply from her. "I thought you were dead." Jazmine sobbed.
"I thought so too."
"Cindy, I can't see anything" Jazmine whispered once more.
"Me too."
"That's because you bitches have bags over your heads" Tyrone chuckled, before ripping the bags off their heads.
Jazmine and Cindy wanted to scream so loudly, but they knew better, and therefore just glared deadly at their kidnappers.
Duval laughed. "You guys are so cute trying to act all tough!" he cooed looking at their 'deadly glares'.
"What do you want from us?" Jazmine hissed, not trying to play cute anymore.
"Oh Sweety that talk is for later" Duval explained before walking over to Jazmine. Both of the girls were tied by their ankles and wrists and pressed up against a wall. Duval bent down and lifted Jazmine's chin. Jazmine whipped her face away from his hand's grib and glared at him. He then grabbed her chin again, but more roughly this time and lifted her face so she could look straight at him in the eye.
"Happy Valentine's Day" he purred, before slamming his lips against Jazmine's.
Jazmine was quick to rip her face from his grip again in disgust and humiliation. Duval started to laugh at her attitude, but it quickly stopped when Jazmine spat in his face. Jazmine still glaring at him. Duval's face lit with anger and wiped her saliva away from his face and glared at her as well.
"Bitch! Well you just earned a free ticket to the fucken lab! Tyrone! Get that blonde bitch and let's teach these hoes a lesson!" Duval shouted.
Tyrone nodded. "Let's go hoe!" Tyrone grabbed Cindy by the hair again to stand up. Cindy shrieked with pain again. Tyrone then quickly lifted her up and hung her body on his shoulder before walking to a metallic door.
"NOOO! LET GO OF ME! YOU SON OF BITCH, NOOO!" Cindy screamed and shouted as she disappeared into the room.
"CINDYYY!" Jazmine shrieked looking at her friend.
"As for you bitch, you won't be going in nicely because of your ways" Duval said as he grabbed Jazmine's hair and started dragging her to the metallic door.
Jazmine hissed, screamed, shouted and shrieked with pain as her bare back slid on the concrete floor and her hair being pulled.
"You two, are gonna learn. You bitches are going to fucken learn" Duval hissed out, before disappearing through the doors as well.
The metallic doors flapped, before sitting still, hiding the mysteries that shall be occurring behind it.
Yes? No? Maybe? Tell me your thoughts and whether I should carry on with this story. Thank You! - Elle