The Sweetest Thing: Chapter 2

Well, judging on the reviews of the story I guess I'm going to continue with it.

Riley's POV

Man, Huey's bitch ass left. Which leaves me and these niggas to do all the decorating and shit. He lucky that he like that hoe, otherwise I'd be ghost. But forreal tho, if my bro don't tell Jazzy how he feel, I'ma do it. He too serious and shit, always quotin' some shit about history. He is deep tho, I'll give him that.

"Riley, will you get off that damn game and help us!", Caesar said setting up the table.

"Aight, a'ight damn nigga", I said irritated. I got up from my video game to help.

"We need a maid to do this shit. It's the holidays, shouldn't we be sleeping an eating an shit", Cindy said decorating the Christmas tree.

"At least, we gettin paid", Caesar said. Me and C-Murph nodded in agreement.

"Ok, where in da blue hell are Afro Boy and Jazzy", Cindy asked in frustration.

"Girl, relax let those niggas do they thang", I said although I was pretty tired also.

"Hey, I'm all for those two hooking up finally, but they obviously ain't gonna do it themselves", Cindy said.

"Then let's give em' a little push. It's perfect it's Christmas time anyways. Shit, this'll be my Christmas present to the both of em", Caesar said.

"Shit, if that's what we doing. Then hell yea", I said. The three of us began formulating our plans for each day until Christmas.

Huey's POV

Besides the fact that I was in one of the many buildings that use mind control and materialism to lure consumers and human beings into a life of corporate servitude…I was actually having fun with Jazmine. After a while, I didn't mind her holding my hand. In fact, I think I was even doing that thing that humans do. What was it called? It was worthless in the end because we're all going to die in the end. Oh, that's right, smiling.

"We just need to get these gloves I saw in Macy's for my mom, then we can go", Jazmine said beaming.

"See aren't you glad you came", she asked me before jumping on my back again, though I didn't mind it.

"Yeah, I am", I said smirking at her.

I started walking in Macy's and gently, but slightly reluctantly let her off.

"Ok, meet me in the front when you're done", I said.

"I'll be done before you know it", she said walking to the women's accessories.

I smiled slightly before sitting down, and reading Black Against Empire by Joshua Bloom and Waldo E. Martin Jr.

Jazmine's POV

As I went to look for the gloves, I daydreamed about me and Huey (as usual) with that song in the background.

I get mad when you walk away

So I tell you leave when I mean stay

Warm as the sun dipped in black

Fingertips on the small of my back

More valuable than all I own

Like your precious, precious, precious, precious dark skin tone

It was the sweet, sweetest thing I've known

I was interrupted when a man bumped into me.

"Oh, sorry that was my bad. Can I help you with something", he asked. He was about 6'4, a middle aged white guy.

"Um, sure. I'm looking for a pair of black Gucci gloves", I said. That didn't take long.

"Follow me to the back", he said already walking. I took a seat in the fitting room as he went in the back.

About a minute, later he walked out holding same gloves my mom wanted.

"Oh, thank you, thank you. My mom is going to love these", I said getting up to leave, but he stood in front of me restraining me. I was about to scream when I realized what he was doing, but he put a hand to my mouth.

"Scream and I'll only make it worse. Now just sit back and try to enjoy it", the man said.

I closed my eyes, tears flowing down my eyes, bracing for what was about to come. It was only then when I felt nothing, but heard something sound like it was breaking and myself being lifted. I slowly opened my eyes to see Huey holding me bridal style. His face was half sympathetic, caring and seething hatred and murderous for the employee who was holding his now broken nose.

Huey walked out of the store before he did something else to the guy. I said nothing, just resting in his arms.

We finally got home. He opened my door and picked me up again. Walking upstairs, he carried me into his bedroom and gently laid me down.

Huey's POV

As I turned to leave, Jazmine grabbed my hand looking me in my eyes, begging me to stay with her.

I nodded and laid in the bed with Jazmine resting her head on my chest. I intertwined my fingers with hers. I made a personal promise to myself to never let her in harm's way with me. I slowly began to fall asleep as did Jazmine.

I think…I love you.

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-BlackPanthersMJ1958-2009