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Chapter Eleven- Just the Beginning (Part I)
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Life…I wonder…
Will it take me under?
I'on know
If I ruled the world…
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So everybody started to leave, letting me know I threw a fly ass party and what not. Terrence, Ortese, Cass, and Mea all left together to go to some club, go from one party to another, living like they grown and didn't have school the day after. I chuckled. So it was just me and Riley's team. Jasmine and Huey were sitting down on the couch while Caesar sat on the arms of it.
"That was a good party; let us know when you throw another one." Ceez said. I turned to see Riley frantically walk around from the corner.
"Hey! Have any of you seen Alice? The last time-" he ran upstairs, making me and the rest follow him. He banged on the bathroom door.
"Alice? Alice? Aye yo Alice? Are you in there?" He jiggled at the knob. "Open the door! Alice?"
"Alice? Honey?" Jasmine stood beside him. I pushed Riley and Jasmine out the way and kicked the door in to see Alice balled up in the corner of the bathroom. I gulped and backed away from the scene as Riley rushed to her side. This was an insane time to be jealous of her…and completely immature. I hated seeing people…no matter who it is, in distress. I don't know how to deal with stuff like that. Guess you can say I'm not in tune with raw emotion if it isn't wrath.
"Alice? Girl, you aight?" I asked finally. She remained curled in her little ball, as if it was a shell or something. What the hell happened?
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Alice was really starting to irritate me. I tried to pull her arm away from her face.
"Alice! Answer me damn it! What's wrong?" I ripped her arm away, making her look up at me. Whoa. What's that shit on her neck? What is that SHIT on her neck? I tilted her chin up to see a large ass hand print wrapped around her neck, it was still red. I was furious.
"Now who the FUCK did that?" I shouted. Alice buried her face in Jasmine's chest.
"Riley…it's obvious she doesn't want to talk about it, let her talk when she's ready." I watched as Jasmine ushered her out the bathroom, I turned to Huey.
"Did you see that big ass handprint on her neck?" I asked, heated. Someone was gon' get DAT ASS WHOOPED! Once I find the bitch who DARES to put the hands on ANYTHING that's mine, I'll see to it they'd wished they hadn't.
"Riley, calm down. For now, until Alice wants to talk, we can't do anything." Yeah, he was right about that. But I'm so fucking pissed! I wasn't around to protect her. I should have known at least one crazy nigga was gon' be here. Hell, I should've at least walked her up the stairs.
"If only I was up here...fuck." I shook my head and buried my face in the palms of my hand. Cindy patted my back.
"Aye, don't blame yourself Riley, shit happens, look, count me and the crew in on dis: we gon' snatch the nigga who did this, whoever he is, aight? I got ya back homie."
"Thanks C-Merph." Huey nodded. Caesar had a blank expression on his face the whole time…I wish I could be that speechless. I still want to know who and why anyone would do that. Alice has nothing to do with anything that I'm doing. Jasmine came back to us.
"I told Ms. Stone that Alice is staying over my house…tomorrow we'll talk about tonight, she just wants to sleep right now." Jasmine said. We all nodded.
"Aye Jazz, give me your number so I can call you for directions to your place." Cindy said behind me. I watched them exchange numbers.
"Aight then, well Ceez, Riley, let's go." Huey, Jasmine, and Caesar walked down the stairs, I turned to Cindy.
"Aye, thanks for what you told me back there. I appreciate that." I hugged her and left with the guys.
"B—b-bye, I'll see you tomorrow, don't grow all soft on me nigga." Cindy huffed behind me.
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So, early that Sunday morning, Me, Huey, Caesar, and Cindy were over Jasmine's house. Alice still looked very much out of it, but I know I'll try my best to comfort her. We were in Jazz's room. Caesar and Huey stood at the window, Cindy sat on the floor near the bed, Jazz sat in her desk chair, and I sat beside Alice on the bed. Her hair was wild and everywhere, you could tell she wore no scarf to bed. She was wearing one of Jazz's pajama's which fit her like a glove; well…Jazz ain't crazy thick either so I guess. She leaned and rested her head on my shoulder; I then wrapped my arm around her and began stroking her hair.
"What happened bay?" I whispered. She whimpered.
"It was so horrible Riley, I thought he was gonna kill me." I gritted my teeth.
"Ain't no mo'fucka gon' hurt you anymore Alice, I promise you that. He gon' go through me first!" She nodded and sat up.
"Well, I went upstairs to go to the bath room…and when I was done, I opened the door to leave. That's when this tall light skinned guy who was drowning in tattoo's grabbed me by the neck and threw me to the wall." She touched her neck, which was back to normal now. She sighed.
"He asked me about Quence Vindals…" Alarms went off in my head, as loud as sirens. Some nigga Quence knew? Then again…maybe I was being naive in thinking that shit wouldn't catch up to me in some form. But…why to Alice? Why didn't the nigga just come to ME? Alice is innocent in all this, I feel sick to know I'm the reason that even happened to her.
"He told me that he thought you had something to do with it and attacking me was a warning." She faced me, along with everyone else. "Did you have anything to do with Quence's death Riley?"
"No." And that was the truth. I wasn't the one who killed him, I knew he was killed, I saw it when he was killed…but did I, Riley Freeman, physically kill him? No. The little shit I do…sell a little drugs…smoke a bit of weed…cause a little shit…that's all I ever done.
"I had nothing to do with his death." I said with no ebonics. The only thing I know that I've done was to cause that accident on I-55. I myself dropped that toy, almost killing a shitload of people. In my eyes, that's way worse than killing of just one flower ass nigga.
"Well that guy thinks you did…and he told me his name…he said it was Cairo. Do you know him?"
"CAIRO?" Huey and I shouted at the same time. The fuck? It can't be the Cairo me and Huey are thinking about. Huey marched over to us.
"Hey…just how light was he? Did he look like a glass of watery chocolate milk?" I snorted out a laugh…even though this was very serious. She raised her eyebrows.
"Yeah…he had that weird tint to him, so you both know him?" she asked again. Our mouths dropped…it was really Cairo Revera from Chicago.
"Who's he?" Caesar asked, Alice nodded, wanting to know too. I sighed.
"Huey…your queue, Alice, Huey can tell you more than I can." I said looking up at him.
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I can't fucking believe this shit. Rubbing the bridge of nose, I sat beside Alice and put my elbows on my knees.
"He's an old friend…ex-friend…from Chicago." My childhood…ugh. I hated it. I wish I could take it, bury it, and set it on fire. None of my earliest memories are any good...no, they aren't worth remembering.
"When I turned ten, our granddad decided to move here…and he took me and Riley with him. At that time, I swear I didn't want to leave. I didn't want to leave Cairo behind, but…I guess none of that meant anything seeing as I didn't tell him…hell I didn't even bother to write…I didn't think I had to. I thought he knew we'd always be friends, best friends."
"So then…months after that, one of my granddad's friends had died, and we were to fly to Chicago, I was like 'Cool, I'd see Cairo' and things would pick up how I left it off…I was wrong…dead wrong. When I saw him again, he was with some corny ass nigga…his name rhymed with mine…Duey. That's what it was…if anything, he was the only fake nigga around." I can STILL remember that whack ass poem he DARED to say 'revolution' to at Moe's funeral:
'Death kill us like crack killed Pookieeee
Like Shwarzenegger killed Tookieeee
Chewbacca was a wookie…
Revolution!'
I wanted to jump on that podium and whoop his ass, with those damn shit-braids he had in his hair. How dare Cairo replace me for that retard.
"Yeah so… then…he kept making cheap shots at me and Riley, it was only until he insulted my granddad did I punch his whining ass out."
'Corny, nigga you're corny! At least he's here! Why don't you go follow yo punk ass granddaddy back to Whitesville…fake nigga!'
I couldn't tell you how mad that made me. He was acting like I changed on him or some shit. Okay, Aunt Cookie told me he took me leaving pretty hard, and me not calling him…I can see why he would be a little upset with me, but damn, he didn't have to take it that far.
"But…I wanted to be the bigger man and apologize…" I shook my head. "Being the bigger man is overrated, he head butted me…not accepting the apology I gave my pride up to give him." I stared at the carpet. I can't believe how hurt and mad this story made me again…but I shouldn't be. He made his choice, and I made mine. And now…he the decision of hurting a young woman, and he can't get away with that. I'm sorry someone killed his cousin…but that gave him no excuse to be putting his hands on no woman.
"And apparently…he's still a bitch nigga." I concluded. Cindy jumped up from the floor.
"Aight, aight, aight! So, now we know who did this shit, I say we run up in that nigga house, bash da shit out of em' then dip on em!" she shook her fist in the air.
"God…I think I hate you." I said giving her a bored look. She ran and gave me a hug.
"You luv me nigga!" she screamed, I shoved her away.
"Keep. Off." She chuckled and patted my hair. "You know you're my friend now Huey." I rolled my eyes and turned to Alice.
"Look, we'll keep an eye out for Cairo…don't worry, no one will hurt you again." Riley rubbed her arm.
"Yeah, we gotcha."
I needed to talk to him…alone.
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As me, Caesar, and Riley walked back to our house, I stopped and looked at Ceez.
"Hey, I'm gonna talk to Riley alone…so uh…yeah. Depart." I said. He nodded and looked at his cell phone.
"Cool, I have somewhere to be anyway." I raised an eyebrow.
"Oh…a lady friend?"
"Something like that. Ciao." He turned on his heels and walked in the opposite direction. It was good he was moving on from Alice. When we got in the house, Riley followed me to my room, once the door was shut, the talking began.
"You weren't lying to Alice were you?" I stated bluntly.
"No."
"Do you at least know who killed Quence?"
"Yes." I was almost shocked he just out and admitted it to me, but he knew Cairo suspected him of killing his cousin, it'd be dumb to try to lie, and so I'll give Riley points for actually thinking.
"It was someone from ColdBlooded, wasn't it?"
"Yes." I sighed hard.
"Riley, see what I mean? Someone's going to wind up getting hurt again, or killed. And now Alice has been dragged into it…and possibly the rest of us!" I screamed at him. Now that I think about it…was it him that was spying on us at the hill? Oh my God!
"Look at all the shit you done!" I continued. "You're so fucking stupid Riley; do you think all of this a fucking game to you? Huh?"
"No! I didn't mean for this shit to-it all happened so fast…I can fix it."
"Like you fixed Cairo to come here to kill us, or someone we know? No thanks, we don't need anymore of your fixing shit." I sat on my bed.
Riley sat beside me.
"…You gon' help me or not?"
What choice do I have…he's my fucking brother. I'd help him when I swear it'd be the last time…he's had so many "last times"…why stop now?
"Yeah…I guess."
We both sat there in silence for a while.
"Aye Huey…I might just do it all my way again…and make it worse."
"That's life."
"I might become worse as I age…"
"I'll keep trying to knock sense into until you get it…it's our routine…"
We never looked at each other as we talked…yeah…that's how it'd always been. It's always like that for us...he'd fall into some shit and I catch him...I'd get mad and say I won't help him anymore...but I'd come running if he ever called for me as if I never said that. Routine...
"…Huey…continue to be my voice okay? Don't let me fall down too far."
"Your voice?" I asked, genuinely curious. What he mean by that? He stood up and walked to the door and turned to me with his infamous mischievous grin.
"Figure it out nigga!" he closed the door behind him. I sat there, eyes wide open.
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And then we'll
Walk right up to the sun
Hand in hand
We'll walk right up to the sun
We won't land
If I ruled the world
Still living for today
In these last days of time
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That's all folks! Also...bad news. Won't be putting up anymore chapters until June 6th. Until then...
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-Chelle 8D