yah... i couldnt let this one die either XD plus yall DID ask for it

"Hey Huey?" Riley asked, laying on his back in his bed. It was dark outside and the boys had school in the morning but Riley just couldn't sleep.

"What?" Huey's voice was clear. Obviously sleep wasn't coming easy to him, either.

"Doya remember Mom?"

There was a pause as Huey shifted uncomfortably in his bed. Riley had been rather curious about both their mother and their grandmother since they saw that video. It didn't bug Huey so much as it made him awkward. He always chose to ignore the things that hurt him and Riley talking about them made him have to face it. He felt slightly guilty for not turning the tape off when he saw that final clip but...he just couldn't. It was like time was frozen and he couldn't make himself think. He regretted subjecting Riley to it at such a young age though.

"Yeah," finally came his answer.

"Was she tha kinda mom who cooked all da time?"

"I dunno..."

"Was she tha kinda mom who cleaned house?"

"I... dunno..."

"How can you NOT know?" Riley barked, sitting up a bit to glare at his older brother.

"I just... don't," Huey shrugged, pulling his arms up and tucking them behind his head, making an arm barrieer between his fro covered skull and the pillow, "I don't really remember that kinda stuff... All I remember is she smiled alot. And she would kiss me alot. She liked to sing... even though she wasn't that good at it. She'd tuck me in and read bedtime stories. Ya know?"

"I guess so..."

There was a very long pause before Riley spoke again.

"What about our Dad?"

"I saw what you saw of him," Huey admitted. He thought for a moment and then winced, "Well... I guess thats not totally true. I vaguely remember seeing Mom with a big ol' bruise on her face one night after some scary lookin guy left the house. I didn't know who he was but when I talked to her about it she told me that if I ever saw him that I'd run away,"

Another long pause.

"Yah know what the weird thang is?"

"What?"

"I know she existed... I mean... I know she was real but I can't imagine 'er like... bein a person, ya know?" Riley told him, "Like a movie star or suntin. You see em in photos and shit but ya never get to see em... I guess she's like a movie star ta me,"

Huey couldn't say anything. He wasn't sure if he pittied his brother or envied him. He was spared witnessing the most horrible moment any child could go through but... he couldn't remember his own mother. As you may have guessed, that was when Huey stopped smiling. It was his last moment as a child. His innocense was shattered and his life was thrown into darkness. It was the reason why he and Riley were so very different.

It's all about experiences.

And to Huey, there was nothing to smile about.

Jazmine was playing in her yard the next day after school. She had her two favorite dolls out and was having a tea party. She had invited Huey but he was busy. She couldn't imagine what would be more important than tea parties, though.

"Would you like another cup, Mrs. Stevenson?" She asked the inmobile doll. She happily poured the imaginary tea into the cup and smiled, "It's so nice of you all to join me this afternoon,"

She didn't notice the dark shadow that approached her. She didn't even realize someone had been watching her. But someone was standing right behind her and spoke up, making her jump, "Excuse me,"

She turned around, "Heh...Hello,"

She looked up to see a very tall, stern looking black man dressed nicely. He raised his eyebrows and looked around, "Can you do me a favor, sweetheart?"

"My...My daddy says I'm not s'posed to talk to strangers..." Jazmine told him, starting to scoot over to the front porch.

"Oh I don't want to talk," The man smiled gently, "I was just wondering if you've seen my two sons; Huey and Riley?"

Her eyes widened, "YOU'RE Huey and Riley's Daddy!?" She exclaimed.

"Yes. I heard they lived in this neighborhood. Any chance you seen them?"

She giggled, "Huey is busy but I saw Riley heading for the basketball courts by the after school let out!" She informed him and stood up, "Wanna go see him now?"

"I'd love to,"

"Great! Let's go!"

Riley had just sunk another basket and was dribbling casually when he heard Jazmine's giggle.

"Riley!" She called, "Riley! Riley! You'll never guess who's looking for you!"

Riley turned around only to see something that made his eyes widen, his color to dim and his grip to falter and the ball come crashing to the ground. There was the man. The man from the video. The man who killed his mother and grandmother. The man who ruined every ounce of happiness in his older brothers life. There he was, holding onto Jazmine's hand as she ran over to him.

Riley felt his voice grow dry and he slowly backed up. He was feeling dizzy and wasn't sure what to do.

"Riley!" Jazmine exclaimed, finally reaching him and gesturing up to the very tall man she was holding hands with, "This is your Daddy!"

"...Riley?" His illegid father choked, "You're... you're so big now..."

Riley's hands trembled and he stepped back, his gaze never parting from the very large man.

"Well don't just stand there looking like you seen a ghost! Can't you atleast tell me, Hi?"

"Riley? What's wrong with you?" Jazmine asked sweetly.

The man tried to touch Riley's face but he pulled back sharply and shouted, "Don't fucking touch me, you bastard!"

"Riley!" Jazmine gasped. She was about to scold him until she saw something behind the large man that made her smile, "Look! It's Huey! HI HUEY!!"

Huey was going through the same thing Riley was going through, only he was paralized. He couldn't move even if he wanted to. He felt his throat close and his pulse quicken. It was just like with the video. He couldn't do anything. He couldn't think.

Suddenly, his mind flashed to his mothers cold lifeless body. All the lovely color of her cheeks gone and her lips parted with blood pooling out from behind her head. His grandmother laying beside her, her gun shot wound open and flowing freely.

It was all a blurr. He couldn't breathe.

"Huey?" The man asked and started to walk over to him. Huey felt hot tears run down his face. It was like he was three all over again and for whatever reason... he was helpless, "I'm your dad!"

Huey's lip trembled and he felt the cold aloneness he had felt everytime he imagined his fathers face. His mouth went dry and he wanted more than anything to be safely tucked away in his home with his Grandad's mighty belt guarding the front door.

"Boy!" The man shouted, "I said I'm yo Daddy!"

Huey flinched and tried to say something. Anything. Jazmine had never seen the young boy like this before. It made her scared. She knew something was wrong and that this particular man could not be trusted. She pulled back her head and screamed as loud as she could, "HELP HELP!! THIS MAN IS TRYING TO HURT MY FRIEND!! SOMEBODY HELP!!"

The park goers all turned to look. Jazmine was screaming and throwing quite a fit. Huey still had tears but was perplexed by Jazmine's display and Riley was just taking everything in slowly.

"SOMEBODY! PLEASE! PLEASE HELP!"

Now, of course, in such a neighborhood, a big black man cornering a cute little crying boy did NOT sit well with the people. A few joggers and tennis players had approached and started talking to the man, giving Jazmine enough time to grab hold of Riley's hand and then run forward and grab Huey's.

"Let's go!" She barked and the trio ran as fast as they could down the street. They ran and ran and ran without stop until they finally reached the Freeman home where they literally collapsed inside the front room.

"What the hell?" Grandad asked, sitting on the couch.

"Grandad!" Huey exclaimed, running over to him and burying his face into his grandfather's knee. Robert blinked twice and looked down at his paniced grandson. Riley also crawled onto the couch, wrapping his arms around the old man's stomach.

"What's wrong?" Robert exclaimed, "What's goin on? Boys! Ya scarin me!"

"It's...It's..." Huey started but couldn't finish. He gulped and wiped away some freshly fallen tears, "Ded-ded-dedrick! He's... He's HERE!"

Robert's heart lurched and he wrapped his arms around his grandchildren lovingly and tried to comfort them, "Does he know where we live?"

"Don't think so," Huey gulped, "But he's here, Grandad! He's here! He's here and he's gonna kill us!"

Jazmine slowly walked into view, her eyes full of confusion, "Is it okay... if you guys tell me what's going on?

yah... i dunno where im going with this 0o

oh well. any ideas?