Okay, so this was originally apart of another fanfic of mine, but I came up with a completely different concept. So I deleted the other one, and ran with this.
Disclaimer: The Boondock's belongs to Aaron McGruder, not me. Enjoy, and please review!
November 4, 2010
Tick
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Tick
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The sounds of seconds turning into minutes were starting to drive her insane.
Tick
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The wooden clock above the fireplace screeched. Jazmine just sat on the soft, plush lavender couch as her green orbes watched the image of dancing flames. She sat in beetle position, crying single silent tears. The fire in the fireplace roared as a spark flew on her tan leg. The fire was slowly seeping out of the fireplace. Jazmine knew this, yet she sat, crying and watching the flames grow bigger and closer. Things were so easy and care free 3 years ago when she was 18.
3 Years Earlier...
"This is so cute! It would look good on you!!," a perky blonde- haired Cindy chirped holding a short red strapless summer dress with a purple belt around it and a slant at the end up to her best friend Jazmine DuBois.
"Nah. But you should get it though," Jazmine assured her best friend pushing the dress away from her. "I'm sure Huey would love to see you in it,'' Cindy chimed. "For one, it's getting colder, and two, he's not into that kind of stuff. And besides, why would I need to get his attention when he's already mines?"
"Because Jazzy. Every now and then boys want to be reminded of why they kept you. Now lets get the dress. But we do need shoes to go with it. Ya' feel me?," Cindy asked pulling Jazmine's arm to the shoe department of the store.
Huey isn't impressed by some little dress. It's me he cares for not my body. I mean I'm not ugly. I am beautiful. Aren't I? Yeah. He'd love me if my hair could get any messier, and I wore sweats everyday. Wouldn't he? Jazmine tried to find confidence, but there was still a hint of doubt. Only the begining.
She was very beautiful. Her stomache resembled Gwen Stefani's, and a little more ump in all the right places. This made the guys drool, and the girls roll there eyes and suck their teeth. Her eyes were emerald green and always sparkled. She was mostly comfortable in her own skin. Mostly.
"What about these?," Jazmine asked, holding up a pair of white flats.
"Eww no! Ya' gotta get somethin' to set it off. Those are 100% boring! These are what you need!" In her hand, Cindy held up a pair of purple stelettos with a simple red strap across it. The same colors in her dress, "Puurfect," Cindy purred.
"Now Jazzy, all we gotta do is straighten your hair and add a lil' bit a' eyelina', and lip gloss, and I'll be jealous of you at that party!"
"I don't even know if I really want to go. I'd rather stay home and-" "What HAPPENED TO JAZMINE DUBOIS? JAZMINE WHERE ARE YOU?," Cindy screamed overdramatically, getting the attention of people in the store. "This is Huey Freeman talkin'. And if he's going, you know it's a party worth going to! Let's get in line."
"Fine," Jazmine replied. She did kind of liked the idea of being the center of attention. She just couldn't imagine walking through the door of Jimmie's party; all eyes on her, boys dropping at the sound of her voice.
"Charge it!,'' Cindy told the skinny brunnette cashier.
"WHATever,''She said blankly taking the card.
At Jazmine's house...
"Ouch...ouch......oww!," Jazmine screeched as Cindy attempted to comb out her nappy hair.
"Stop movin'. If I had the hot iron, you'd be burned!" It wasn't easy. Jazmine's hair was really nappy, but after about 30 minutes of Cindy's speed of light hands, it was ready for pressing.
"Okay we'll just add the finishing touches..," Cindy informed Jazmine, while curling the last ends of her hair. ''And...wala!''
Jazmine looked in the mirror. Cindy did a wonderful job. Jazmine had a major confident boost.
"We better get ready Cindy. Huey and Caesar will be here any minute." Jazmine had the dress and shoes Cindy had picked out at the mall. Cindy's hair was fully curled. She had a back out baby blue and gray dress and white and grey JimmyChoos, and a white headband. Her blue eyes sparkled.
"Jazmine! Cindy! The boys are here," Mrs. DuBois yelled from the kitchen. "Ready to turn heads Jazzy?," Cindy asked linking her arm with Jasmine.
"Yep". As if I could, she sighed to herself.
"You girls look lovely!," Mrs. Dubois smiled examining them very carefully. She left the room, going up the long winding stairs to her bedroom. "You sure do!." Caesar said in a pervertous way. Cindy shot him a death glare, that ended in a smile. "If looks could kill..."
"You'd still be alive,"she replied to Caesar, laughing at how quickly his face turned from a smile to a look of shock. "You're real funny,"Caesar replied driely kissing her softly on her lips.
Huey just stared at Jazmine blankly. In his mind he was thinking about how much she had grown up since 10. Even though that was his girlfriend, he still sometimes found himself shielding his thoughts and feelings. Force of habit?
But he and her both knew she had him all figured out. She could read his mind. It was very impressive to Huey Freeman, but still he was a tiny bit amazed at even before they started dating she could do this. Especially because after Huey's parents died, he vowed to never get that close to anyone.
"You look pretty," he complimented. He sounded unamused and doubtful, but he wasn't lying. He loved the way she was looking. Sometimes he used the 'I don't give a damn' voice. But it wasn't on purpose. He was so used to using it, he forgot when not to.
He doesn't even like it! Sometimes I just don't get him! Don't I look pretty? Who am I kidding, I probably look like a prostitute! I knew he wouldn't like it! Can I do anything right? I mean I try to show him I'm not some baby, and I look like someone who sells their body. No, stop it Dubois. There is nothing wrong with yourself! Is there? Yep. No it's not! Oh yes it is. No!
Jazmine wasn't feeling satisfied with herself. She was lost in her self battling thoughts, unaware of the people around her.
"Uh, you okay?" Huey questioned, now in regular voice. She paid no attention, still wrapped in her unconfident thoughts. "Jazmine..Hello. What's troubling you?," Huey asked her now in a worried tone.
"Huh? Oh nothing, I'm fine," she lied. Why did she constantly find herself so unpretty? It was a mystery, even to her. She practically was the definition of beautiful. She was one of the schools' top 20 prettiest girls.
And it's not like no one never told her so. She got compliments by both girls and boys, mostly guys. Sometimes Huey was a little annoyed. Not because she got compliments, but how the guys would talk to her, about what they would do to her in bed.
"Well something's wrong, I can see it in your face." Jazmine then blushed at how much he was concerned.
Oh Huey Freeman, I love you. You do care! Jazmine looked at Caesar and Cindy, who were in their own conversation. I wonder if Huey can see me blushing.
"I love you," he told her pecking her on her lips. Huey Freeman was far from ugly. He had the full package; body, brains, mind, and his trademark afro. Not to mention he had a fully rippled six pack.
"We should get going,"Caesar interrupted. Talk about a mood killer.
Damnit Caesar. Do I ruin you and Cindy's romantic moments?
"Ready?," Huey asked, wrapping his arm around her small waist.
"Y..yeah," she timidy studdered, smiling from ear to ear. Huey couldn't help but plant a little smile on his face, if only for a second. Well maybe a half a second.
God. His teeth are so gorgeous. Why doesn't he show them like this more often?
Who'd ever think I would be in love with Jazmine DuBois? Huey asked himself. He knew the answer. Everyone but them had always known it. Ironic, wasn't it?
At Jimmie's House...
"Hey dad...Uh-huh. Yeah, everythings fine. Hey thanks for letting me throw this party. So I was wondering...when are you coming home?" a chocolate 5'9 boy with waves and honey brown eyes asked, twisting the phone cord.
"In due time son. I still have a little buisness to take care of. You know how it is, just trying to provide for us," a husky voice was heard over the other end of the reciever.
"Yeah dad, I know" Jimmie answered dryly, dissapointment strong in his voice.
"Don't worry son. I'm okay. Just remember, everything I do is for this family okay? Now I gotta go. Bye," he hung up with no hesitation.
"Ugh," the young man slammed the phone down, gaining stares from the two maids. One was a large black woman, with thick dark brown curls. The other was a white woman, with long gray hair, in a frenchbraid.
"What?" he growled, picking up the phone again, after the third ring.
"Damn nigga, calm down! Don't gotta be yellin'. Damn," a male with an irritated voice responded.
"Oh my b, Riley," he apoligized to his bestfriend.
"It's coo'. Aye anybody get there yet? I don't wanna be da first nigga there, lookin' pressed," Riley asked, obviously chewing on something.
Knock
"No."
Knock
"Wait, hold on," Jimmie instructed.
Knock
The knocking on the door became swifter and louder as the black maid scurried to open the door.
Who the hell, was knocking like that? Jimmie just waited, to find out.
Patricia, the large maid, hesitantly opened the door.
"PARTY, PARTY!" a Huge teenage crowd chanted, bursting through the large doors.
"I take dat as a yes. Aight, I'm on mah way," Riley stated excited, as Jimmie was met by the sound of the dial tone.
"Hey," he greeted the raunchy teens, sighing in relief. He just never knew if today was the day that his dad's past caught up with him.
In The Car...
"Make a left at the light," Huey directed Caesar. Jazmine and Huey were sitting in the back. Caesar let Cindy drive, and Caesar was sitting in the passengers seat. They were sitting in Caesar's silver Mazda 3 axela, that he had won 1 month ago in a contest.
"Okay. Now drive up the road, and that's his house," Jazmine finished. They were excited. They could hear the music and feel the dancing more and more. It was early fall, but it felt like a warm summer night, even though brown and gold leaves and a sky filled with foggy clouds painted the city of Woodcrest.
"Dat's a big ass house!," Caesar awed, staring up at the large house before him. It was a beautiful mansion, with a stoned driveway path. The front lawn, sat a large marble fountain. An statue angel with a small harp was pouring the water.
"Yeah and looks like the party has definitly started. You can hear da' music" Cindy commented trying to park. The block was crowded. Good thing the houses were far apart or the neighbors would go crazy.
Jazmine nervously twirled the diamond earring in her went from touching her hair, to tugging at her dress, then back to fiddling with her ear. All that earned her was a raised eyebrow from Huey.
What's wrong with her? She's not acting like the Jazmine I know, Huey shook his head. Actually, she hadn't been acting like herself. She was the single golden ray, that alluminated the darkness of his hallow heart.
A/N: Yeah, I know. I'm so freakin cheesy!! : )
What she failed to realize was, that in a way, Huey somewhat depended on that light to make it through certain days. It was amazing how when they were younger, he could easily shut her out without a care, yet he couldn't imagine life without her again.
"Guys!" Cindy snapped aggravated. She placed her hand on her hips and gave them a dumbfounded stare.
"What, Cindy," Huey sighed, rolling his eyes. Sometimes that girl could be so irritating.
"Um, are you deaf? I called you, like four times. Come on, are you going in or not?" she popped her gum. Ugh, he hated that sound.
"Oh sorry," Jazmine shrugged. Cindy linked arms with Caesar, as Jazmine and Huey did the same.
"Jazmine, can you please tell me what's wrong? You are starting to annoy me," Huey let go of her hand so he was facing her.
"Well sorry," Jazmine bit sarcastically. Don't get smart with him, he's just trying to be a good boyfriend!
"Whatever," Huey answered. See, now I made him mad. God, why am I so stupid? she scowled.
"Are you ready, Huey," she smiled. For some reason she was on the verge of massive tears. She unknowingly tugged on her right earr again.
"Yeah" He led the way through te large oak doors. Something was up with her, and he was surely going to find out. But for right now, he was going to try to get them to have fun...even if it was out of his nature, and it killed him.