So, this guy's is my story about the boondocks and I really don't know where I'm going with it and everything but I'll keep you guys posted and I'll make sure I update regularly because everyone hates to be hooked on a good story and then the writer takes mad long to update. I'll answer questions and reviews at the end of my chapters so you don't have to scroll past them to get to the main point the ACTUAL STORY.

Four chapters are currently done so please continue reading

I don't own the boondocks if I did I would be rich bitch (Ed Wuncler Jr voice).

Huey: "If nigga moments had their own category, Nigga moments would be the third leading killer of black men behind pork chops and F.E.M.A. It's a fact. (Grandad's fight)

Jazmine Elizabeth Dubois woke up on a very brick day outside in Woodcrest, Maryland to find that she felt like shit and probably even looked like it too.

"Ow what the fuck" she winced as she touched her bruised right temple which was messing up her normally perfect caramel skin.

Pretty much all she remembered yesterday was having her best friend Cindy Cornrow her hair, tying her butter Timbs and walking up to that broad who insisted on sending Huey nudes and all sorts of things he didn't want from her and decking that bitch in her throat a dozen times.

Jazmine had built up a good momentum punching and slapping this hoe but one of her Ghetto ass friends started throwing things towards jazmine one of those things causing her injured head.

For once Jazmine wasn't happy on her favorite holiday of the year Christmas she was devastated to say the least because her Boyfriend or hubby as she liked to call him when they were alone wasn't going to be with her for the holidays he was hundreds of miles away in Chi-Raq Chicago visiting his aunt cookie.

"Laying here isn't gonna fix anything" she mumbled to herself as she practically slid out of her bed to her bathroom, she proceeded to brush her teeth put on some light make-up because she could not go around town looking rough and put a bandana around her still neatly done cornrows.

"It's Christmas I might as well shower myself with gifts" she said as she grabbed her keys to her Camaro cut all the lights off cut the alarm on closing and locking her door and proceeded to Cindy's House.

Highway I-65

Huey Percival Freeman or as everyone liked to call him Mc-Hater sat in the car their grandfather Robert Jebediah Freeman named Dorothy and started out window into the dark snowy distance.

"Boy can you not look sad the whole ride their, shoot I know you miss that cutie pie and all but we'll be back before you know it." Granddad said with a genuine smile on his face.

Heuy shifted his weight to one side of the seat to find his phone the light making him wince when his eyes adjusted to the screen he saw that it was he had 21 unread messages most from Jazmine but some from Cindy as well. He replied to all the messages then Smirked when he saw this:

*Text Log*

White Girl: Yo Mc-Hater you should've been here yo girl was beatin Rachel ass yesterday tbh I ain't know she had it in her I'll find ya a video fo sho'.

Huey: Tried to tell her not to send me those lewd images but she insisted on taking it to far so to me she got what she deserved.

White Girl: Facts B I'll talk to you later me and jazzy spoiling ourselves with lingerie and other items I think you'll enjoy when you get back ;-)

Huey: Yeah okay and that's my business because :-\

White girl: Whatever hater talk to you later

Huey put his phone down and nudged a sleeping Riley Freeman.

"Watchu' want ma nigga damn you know a street nigga gots to get his sleep?" Riley said rubbing his eyes and sprawling out on the two back seats of Dorothy.

"We're here so get out at help granddad with the luggage!" Huey sounded annoyed as he chided him.

"Help granddad with the luggage" he said mimicking him like a child as he got out of the car, proceeded to go around to the back of the car and roll the luggage into his Aunt Cookie's house.

"It's gonna be a long day" he sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose , locked the car and greeted his aunt with a hug and a light kiss on the cheek.

"How you been baby?" aunt cookie said joyful.

"Fantastic" said a stoic Huey as he walked passed her and flopped on her plastic covered couch.

ED WUNCLER MALL

Jazmine and Cindy walked up to the counter in Victoria secret and put their chosen items of clothing on the table to be payed for.

"That will be $697.30" both girls scrambled to find their debit Cards but Cindy pulled hers out first and slapped it on the cashier's hand who winced and shook her hand for a moment before she slid the card in the reader.

"No one ever lets me pay for anything, I told you I was going to pay before we got in here since you payed for my Salad earlier" she whined clearly aggravated.

"Girl it's nothin' I mean I'm rich in just lookin' out for my bestie" she said smirking putting her card back into her wallet.

"Why have a job if I can't use my money that defeats the whole purpose Cindy" she said walking out of the store with her heavy bags.

She didn't understand why everyone treated her like this it's not like she's Parsimonious.

"Oh, please you buy stuff all the time like hmm... Umm " stuff she said quickly realizing Jazmine was in fact correct.

"That's what I thought" she retorted as she sat on the bench, bags laying all over her.

"So what ya wanna do now best friend" Cindy asked in a kid like voice.

"Sleep" Jazmine said drained of all her energy.

"Fine where da keys at J guess we havin' a sleep over. She said amused.

"Check my purse, first pocket" she said pointing to the Fendi purse Huey got her for her eighteenth birthday.

"Let go" she said dragging a tired Jazmine out of the mall, hands full of heavy bags.

Aunt Cookie's Kitchen

"Man, why I got to get beat by both of you technically I'm grown? "

"A I said no cursing and you said nigga at least 46 times today and...

Granddad was cut off by a stuttering Riley who said " hol' up.. hold'..up uhh nigga ain't a curse and you say it all the time"

"As I was saying before you rudely interrupted me A I said no cursing and you said nigga at least 46 times today and B I can beat you whenever I want to shoot I owe you more than what you about to get"

"When he done it's my turn, you know dang well this is a house of Jesus and you committing sin straight to his face!". Said a disgusted aunt cookie who was holding a belt and shaking her head from side to side.

"Come on guys can't we just talk about this I think we're just acting a little?..." He didn't even finish his sentence before he got slapped with the belt on his thigh

"Son of a ... Guh Guh Guh" Riley said livid clutching his inner thigh before he stormed up the stairs and not too far behind him so did Granddad and Aunt cookie.

"Aye, get back here I ain't don't with you boy this just the beginning!" Granddad said banging on the now locked bathroom door.

"I'll be back please don't kill each other while I'm out said a rather irritated Huey. He put on his seatbelt put the car in drive and went to a place he had been wanting to for a while now but hadn't got the chance to.

A single stream of tears flowed out of twenty-year old's eyes as he stood above a place he'd never forget. He sighed and tried to pull himself together.

" Domestic terrorist don't show emotion y'know" said an unknown person leaning against a large oak tree.

"Retired" he retored wait a minute...

Next chapter

Where is Huey? Is here bugging out it is someone really there? What would make Huey cry when he usually shows no emotion towards anything let alone anyone?

Stay tuned