I know what you want...chap 11. So that's what you'll get :)
Schweetpea1870: Lool Toms on your list haha you know that dude just is over the top, I think he does believe her but all his irrational thoughts and stuff just take front seat. He fears the worst first instead of waiting for it to happen. Huey is that guyyy approach with caution :P. Jazmine's a loyal one, she don't want to see Cindy like that cost that's her girl but she gets over all that in this chapter. Cindy and Riley have just reached that breaking point in their friendship and their own lives, from here on your gonna see them diverge in two separate directions for better or worse. They at the bottom so they can rot there or they can climb back up but that demon Bishop aint tryna let Riley climb, it aint gonna be easy I tell you that much. :P
Che Black Diamond: LOL You aint lyinnnnn he's *sighs dreamily* I love him ;)
Paige1292: Loool it's Toms own fault he's stuck in his uptight prudish ways. When I read that I was laughing, that has to be reason he jealous of Huey along with the fact Huey is the number 1 man in Jazmines life. I think we all love us some Huey, specially when he all out kicking niggas asses being all arrogant and manly lol I know I love it :P. On a sadder note, Riley and Cindy really just lost themselves to the BS. Money, drugs and love aint a good combo it's all messed up for them right now. Yeahhh Jazmine loool she does like picking and choosing what she wants doesn't she, but it's her friend too obviously she don't wanna think the worst but she gets over it in this chapter.
MissG2020: Lool Glad you liked Huey's lil confrontation, he the man. Jaz does the right thing in this chap, and Riley and Cindy pfft they're my personal messes lol but it was a wake up call, we'll see how they both handling it in this chapter too. Hope you like it.
taydo-the-potato: Wooo new reviewer alert :D Thanks for your review, that's real cool how my story makes you feel I hope you like this chapter. Oh & I need a update on your new story :P
Iloveyou1234567890123: Loool Toms pathetic and that's why he's parts in this story are very far and in between. I personally don't really like writing his character it irks me to do so. Cindy really needs to get a grip, like to be honest her shit is kind of overshadowed with Rileys but I mean the girl needs serious help, she's too easy and you right sex messed up their friendship they should have never done it unless they were serious about a relationship with each other. Ahhh Huey is that nigga, Darrell was in panic mode he try throw them rubbish threats at the start but Huey is Huey, he gon whoop some ass for messing with his girl. Girll Jaz gets over all that and her and Cindy talk this chapter and it aint pretty. Thanks again
ShelliB: Trustt Riley and Cindy got into a real domestic, your the 1st person to say that about Cindy and you aint wrong. Like Rileys been the focus but he kind of has a support system for the moment whereas she really needs some help and well she about to lose Jazmine to this BS so there goes her confidant. LOOOL you miss Kayla, never thought I'd see that, I know right her shit was normal compared to what's been happening. You see her crazy ass in this chapter, doing what she does best being a bitch. :D
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It took Jazmine a few days to really get her head around what had happened on Monday. Despite her innocence, word quickly spread she was arrested for coke possession and assault. In hindsight kicking that guy in the balls probably didn't make her look any better. Officer Richards did drop his assault charge though she assumed Huey really gave him a scare because he apparently remembered the 'altercation' incorrectly. She still had that stupid cocaine on her name though. Zero tolerance sucked when you were innocent. She was suspended for misconduct of some sort. She didn't really buy it, but whatever it wasn't quite fired but it wasn't employment either. However she had to come to terms with the fact that it was done now, so as long as she wasn't actually convicted and sent to jail, a fine and a smudge on her record could be dealt with.
She had not spoken to Cindy, nor heard from her since leaving her on Monday. She massaged temples; her dad said she'd get a fine which he'd dutiful pay off. She had him drop the talks about recovery and explained it had to have been misplaced by a dear friend of hers. This also didn't go down to well, she was now 'mingling' with 'crack fiends' her dads weepy voice offended her eardrums.
"I don't need this" she muttered to herself,
Jazmine didn't get how and why she missed that development of character in her friend. She closed her eyes again in confusion. This sure wasn't high school, she'd trade Cindy's problems from then for now. At least back then she didn't face messing up her career and jail when the blonde decided to go overboard. Jazmine got up checking the time it was 4pm, Cindy's classes finished at 3 by the time Jazmine drove over there she should be home. She got up and started to get dressed; something told her this wasn't going to be a pleasant conversation.
Riley felt nauseous, as he sat in the café waiting for Eve to finish her shift. She eventually showed her face, sitting down opposite him.
"What happened" she asked concern after seeing some of his body scrapes,
"Long story, sorry I aint call you" Riley admitted, Eve was a very sane part of his life. She had no idea what he was into, how fucked everything was and for the most part she seemed to like him. at least he hoped she did, for the moment anyway.
"It's ok, I weren't thinking about you anyway" she said rolling her eyes, it made him smile a little
"Sure you weren't, you couldn't take your eyes off a nigga when he walked in here"
"Yeah cos you look like shit, in fact this is the worst I've ever seen you. Damn if you aint gonna do your braids, cut em off." She said and started rummaging in her bag.
"and if you gonna come in here with random cuts, put some concealer. No one wants to see abuse before they go home to sleep" Eve playfully pushed her concealer pad at Riley, he swatted her away with a chuckle.
"Girl quit playin' I'm good"
"You sure ? cos you look the opposite" Eve enquired slowly, Riley was quiet for a moment.
"Things have been crazy, I got something I need some help with" Riley said,
Eve sat opposite riley feeling confused. He looked really sad and she knew he was trying to play it off with his cheeky comments but the sadness didn't leave his eyes and it worried her. She hadn't heard from in a few days and last time she spoke to him, he was saying how he did good at his card game. She could see that whatever he wanted to talk about was serious, and it made her wonder why he wanted to share it with her.
"Are you ok ?"
"Can we talk" Riley asked her quietly as if he didn't want to be caught in that vulnerable moment she was seeing him in.
She felt a little uncomfortable, they never really talked past surface level and now he wanted to tell her something of value. Her instinct was to decline, they were getting attached too soon. He couldn't start putting his problems on her but then she couldn't say no, he looked so sad. She exhaled in defeat.
"You talk and I'll do you're hair cos you look pitiful right now" she offered, whatever it was she doubted he wanted to discuss in a public. setting. He really looked bad; she wanted to give him a hug guess that thug life had its way of catching up you.
"What here" he asked stupidly, she rolled her eyes trying to remind herself what it was she liked about him.
"So I'm going to have to have a brain for the both of us" She said sarcastically as she got up,
"Damn, you get right to business don't you" he uttered and grinned. She turned around quickly,
"Get your mind out the gutter" Eve warned, Riley snickered behind her.
"Yo, baby. I don't judge" he said in this dumb soft voice, touching her arm. She shrugged it away from him but couldn't help but smile as they walked out.
Cindy frowned as she came off of her high, this was the first time in days a concrete thought had passed her.
"I don't know where you get the energy from" Bishop commented pulling up his pants, she stared at him blankly.
"You alright?" he asked her, coming close he touched her bruised face.
"I'd love to see that other bitch" he continued, she had not disclosed it was Riley who was the bitch in question but he didn't need to know that. Not with their current situation going on in the background of everything.
"I'll walk you out" she stated, Bishop gave her a questioning glance. He got up as she got up but held her wrist firm.
"Youuu, need a pick me up" Bishop identified. She sure as hell did, her room looked like shit.
She'd been holed up in here since Monday, most of the memories were vague and Bishop had just got here today, she thinks so anyway. She walked towards the door with him in tow, at least today he was being somewhat sensitive to her needs. She opened up her front door and he walked out in front of her before stopping and turning back to her.
"So where's my kiss" Bishop asked her, a part of her recoiled ok she definitely needed another line in her system.
Too many feelings and thoughts were floating back into her existence, luckily he always had treats with him. Rileys uncalled for comment came into her mind, didn't he know. It wasn't money she was after. She puckered up and kissed him, he harshly continued it.
"I was talking about downstairs" he dropped, she raised an eyebrow.
"Uh, Cindy" Cindy bugged, she looked to the side of Bishop and there was Jazmine standing looking very confused and surprised. She didn't notice Bishops wide grin when he looked at her friend.
"Hm, I knew you weren't no myth" Bishop said looking at Jazmine with an interested expression on his dark features. What the hell was he talking about, one minute he didn't know her and now he was all looking at her like he missed her for days. His head swayed as he blatantly checked her out. Cindy closed her eyes, and reopened them to see him not even bothering to disguise it.
"Right, Cindy are you busy" Jazmine asked her pointedly, Bishop sly grin appeared. He rubbed his chin
"I'm out" Bishop said to her, before he turned and looked down at Jazmine, that lustful gaze returning and she knew it because he used it with her.
"I'll see you soon, gorgeous" and he winked at Jazmine. Cindy couldn't believe it, Jazmine looked like she wanted to throw up. Why was he seeing Jazmine soon, she was feeling angry, tired and now jealous to add to the list.
"Creep" Jazmine said quietly.
"I can get with a dirty talker" Jazmine head whipped round her face crumpling in irritation. She turned back to face Cindy, her green eyes were hard and questioning and instantly clashed with her angry blue ones.
"What do you want" she snapped, she couldn't help it. Bishop was hers, but now he was speaking to Jazmine after claiming he didn't know her. After they both claimed they didn't know each other like that. Cindy was finding it very hard to keep her thoughts rational, there was just too many coincidences occurring and the voice in her head told her she was right.
"Cindy what are you doing," Jazmine didn't wait to be invited now, she just pushed past her.
"What happened to your face" Jazmine asked her again, she cringed at the mention briefly forgetting she was pissed at Jazmine.
"Me and Riley had a fight"
"What did you take on a couple of heavyweights together or" Jazmine trailed off waiting for an explanation.
"Stop changing the subject, we had a fight ok. We rocked each other" Jazmine face registered disbelief.
"What, you should see him" Cindy put out there flippantly.
She didn't notice her friends angry expression because she was still a bit heated about that exchange with Bishop. Now she was acting as if Riley couldn't do shit like hit her.
"Have you lost your damn mind" Jazmine voice was loud without shouting,
"You know what, I don't even care right now." Jazmine quickly continued afterwards.
"I got arrested" she stated suddenly.
"Damnn, for what" Cindy was shocked, it was enough to sidetrack her from her brewing jealously. Jazmine getting arrested was pretty wild.
"They found coke in my car" Cindy eyes doubled, that's where it went, it didn't even cross her mind she thought she was going crazy and had already used it up when she first realized it was missing from her bag.
"Damnn, and you been sweating Riley too" Cindy said quietly she hated what she was saying but she didn't need goody too shoes all in her business, she had enough shit to deal with. Jazmine stared at her in disbelief of her sideways comment.
"You better tell me what I want to hear Cindy" Jazmine ordered, Cindy rolled her eyes. The mullato weren't fooling no one, Jazmine was not a tough cookie, she was more like cookie dough soft as hell.
"You need to get some help, but I'm here for you" Jazmine pupils became very small.
"Cindy" she said her tone wavering on a new and quiet tone,
"Jazmine" she responded waiting for her next move.
"So it wasn't yours?" Jazmine asked pointedly.
"You forget I can't do that shit cos I play ball" Cindy excused, Jazmine scoffed loudly in response .
"What?"
"So, after being fired, yeah I was fired. I bump into Clarissa on my way to see my Lawyer. Yeah I'm in big trouble. So she tells me, that a certain person got dropped from the team. She says said person failed a drugs test. Now that would explain why said person was in my space on Monday for no damn reason, messing up my life" Cindy looked away from her friend at that point.
"Does this sound familiar to you" Jazmine asked, and Cindy didn't like the way she was talking to her like she was a damn fool.
"I quit the team" Cindy announced,
"Because you failed the drugs test, and you left your supply in my car and I got arrested" Jazmine almost yelled in irritation.
"It was only weed" Cindy lied through her teeth.
"Didn't you have that ex supermodel in your car, how you know it aint her. Yo it's real foul coming at your girl like this Jazmine" Cindy told her, trying to make her feel guilty. Jazmine look softened. Cindy grinned on the inside, she had her.
"You know what, you're right. My bad" Jazmine replied, looking apologetic.
"It's cool" Cindy said, the air was still tense though. Jazmine looked around for a moment and Cindy loosened up. That was close.
"Uh oh"
"What"
"Girl you got any tampons ?" Jazmine asked, Cindy thought it was something serious.
"Bathroom, top shelf, blue bag" . She inhaled in relief, when Jazmine walked past her to use the bathroom. That was too close for comfort Cindy also made a personal note to kick that clarissa chicks ass for talking about her.
Jazmine walked in, glared at the mirror and then did a detour to Cindys room. She could care less if it was an invasion of privacy
"You need to get Huey to check Riley, he try Chris brown me" Cindy yelled from her front room.
Jazmine just stood in anger as she looked at Cindys room. Her drawer was plasterd in white stuff with stray credit cards and random bits of clothing, condoms etc. Jasmine almost heaved in disgust what the hell was Cindy doing. Not to mention she caught the not so pleasant end of her and Bishops exchange at the door. She wasn't even bothered about the sexual content it was the way how he talked to her she owed it to him, that's what she didn't like. Not to mention the lack of respect when checking her out. she was questioning their closeness because she had no idea she was seeing anyone other than Riley let alone that low life in such a extreme capacity.
Jazmine marched out of the room and back to where Cindy was, the blonde turned with a confusion expression.
"When did you get so stupid" Jazmine hissed
"Now what" Cindy sounded bothered.
"You have to tell the police they were your drugs" she was dead serious,
"Excuse you" Cindy questioned in disbelief
"Your room looks like a damn crack house" Jazmine yelled at her
"Yeah you would know wouldn't ya, snowflake" Cindy shot
"What is wrong with you. So what is Bishop your pimp or something" Jazmine shot back
"You know nothing about me and Bishop" Cindy angrily yelled, Jazmine had not been expecting that. She paused whilst considering that she might be high as they argued. She watched enough TV, crack heads were unpredictable. Cindy's kitchen was nearby and she was not trying to get stabbed. Then Jazmine thought about her arrest,
"You and Bishop. You're trickin' for drugs and you're fucking Riley too. Don't try make it romantic Cindy" Cindy eyes narrowed quickly at her disregard for her relationships. Jazmine didn't care, she was selling herself for drugs and dragged her into it without a second thought.
"Oh whatever Jazmine, you don't know shit" Cindy told her strongly.
Jazmine was surprised at Cindy, she was lying to her face. She'd seen her room, she already got arrested and she was still standing there lying. The bruise on her cheek looked pretty bad and when Jazmine noted on Monday that her friend looked strung out. She looked even worse now, her hair was dishevelled and damp looking. Bishop probably sprayed too many times in her face she thought in disgust. The house was a state. She didn't even know what to say to her, Cindy was convinced that there was nothing wrong here. Her heart sank for her friend, how did this happen. They were just at the club last week, talking and laughing. And now,
"You're using" Jazmine stated, she was no longer asking
"That's slander" Cindy replied, Jazmine just couldn't fathom this right now.
However Jazmine blinked and blood was trickling from one of Cindy's nostrils. She stood as Cindy continued to look agitated and uncomfortable, even though she should feel triumphant at the biggest giveaway she just felt sad. She was sad for Cindy, she didn't know how it got like this so fast. Jazmine was seriously wanted to know when this started.
"What you looking at" Cindy barked; Jazmine was fixated on the blood coming from her nostril and then dug inside her purse to retrieve some tissues.
"Your nose is bleeding" Jazmine threw a pack of tissues at her as she walked passed to leave. She was done with this.
"You know, coke head style… if you're not going to the police just stay the hell away from me" Jazmine finished with finality. Cindy was still grabbing at her nose to stop it from bleeding as it persisted in giving her addiction away. Jazmine slammed her friend's door, disappointed, hurt and angry at how things were turning out.
Riley was impressed as Eve drove him to her apartment. He didn't miss the fact that girl did not drive what he expected a waitress to drive.
"Yo, what you hiding" He asked her as she drove, they had talked for a little bite but the radio was just buzzing now.
"Could you clarify" Riley rolled his eyes, she wanted to be a smart ass.
"You drive a benz, this aint the poorest part of Maryland", Even glanced at him
"Oh cos I'm a waitress" she challenged.
"Yeah" Riley answered honestly, Eve seemed to laugh at this and he wanted to know what was funny. Eve pulled up and they made their way to her apartment building.
"You aint tell me what's funny" He reminded as they entered the lift to her floor. Eve looked at him again and smirked.
"Private joke" she responded, he raised his own eyebrow as the doors opened and they stepped out onto the hallway.
As they were walking to what Rliey assumed to be her place, she opened the door and walked in.
"Damn" Riley exclaimed
"What" she asked casually as she dropped her jacket on her brown sofa well bar chair should he say, it stretched around in an L shape. The place was painted in cream and white, with brown furniture. He weren't too sure what he had stepped into but Eve was not the college girl trying to get by that he thought she was. By the looks of it, she was very much the opposite.
"Take a seat, I'll be right back" she said motioning towards the long sofa. He eyed her suspiciously, he knew he had no right to ask questions but this was a life of luxury.
"You can't help what your born with" she said out loud to no one in particular but it was meant for his questions.
Eve left Riley in her front room, unsure of his reaction. She surprised herself by inviting him to her place, at first she was just going to say they go to his but then it was something about his eyes. He looked sad and troubled about something and she figured maybe a change of scenary would do him some good. She was definitely intrigued by whatever it was he wanted her opinion on, their conversations for the most part had been flirty so she assumed if he just wanted to play with her, he would attempt just that. But he came to her, looking like he really needed somebody to talk to and she felt inclined to be that someone. She picked up some hair supplies, she had a feeling this was going to be a long conversation but a part of her was excited at the new level of closeness they were gravitating towards. For him to want to share it with her he had to think she was important. She looked at the hair cream.
"Caught" she told herself,
...
Eve came back out with a blanket and some products she set them on her centre table and he watched her as she then brought a chair
"Sit" she instructed, he gaped
"What"
"Sit on the chair" Eve said, Riley looked at her like she was crazy. Last time he checked he had to sit on the floor in between a woman legs for his hair to be done.
"Oh you think you slick, you gon have a nigga on a seat. Like we in a salon and shit" Riley asked, taking of his jacket and putting it on the side of the chiar. Eve smiled at him,
"You don't know the half…now spill" Eve replied as he took his designated seat.
"Girl, that's a push word for me" Eve pulled a plait out harshly
"Stop playin'" she instructed again. Riley sighed, he felt at ease and he did say he needed an opinion but he weren't trying to get caught out there. He took a deep breath, after all the choices he made this couldn't be the wrong one.
A black Aspen Chrysler pulled up beside a black range rover inside an underground parking lot. The guy inside the rover looked up and nodded at the opposite driver. The Chrysler window started coming down. Sharkies driver sat back a little, as Lawrence sat back in his driver seat.
"He up there" Sharkie asked Lawrence who nodded,
"Who he with" he continued.
"Some bitch, that her car over there" Lawrence motioned to the emerald green Mercedes benz parked inside the parking lot. The man leaned a little outside the car to get a better look, then looked back at Lawrence.
"Why yall call me. He owe you money too I hear"
"He owe me a little more than money nigga" Bishop voice rang from the passenger side of the rover.
"Bishop" Sharkie responded.
"Look, just bring him to me when you finished" Bishop revealed, Sharkie rubbed his chin.
"You think imma believe you tracked this motherfucker down and your giving me the fish, the same fish you after"
"Nigga you the shark, he owe me, he owe you. I'm covering your expenses" Bishop told him, he opened his door and walked out as did the other man. Now the men were facing each other leaning on their cars, Sharkie lit up a ciggerete and rubbed his goatee again and looked back at the green benz.
"That's last years model, that cover me, you and his ass" Sharkie told him.
"I don't care about the car, that's why I called you" The man eyed Bishop carefully.
"If you want him, why don't you take him"
"Yo, this aint plead the fifth. I don't care what condition he in but he gotta be alive, just bring him to me after you handle your business" Bishop voice was menacing now, Lawrence stepped back in the car.
"Got it" Bishop reiterated, Sharkie frowned and looked at his driver then back at Bishop.
"Aiight, business is business am I right" Sharkie responded,
"Correct"
"One fish, coming up" Sharkie replied, simply before walking to go back inside his car
"Nigga just have that bitch ready to be bent over" Bishop responded, Sharkie was already into his car, pulling a slight face of disgust. Poor metaphor choice he thought on Bishops half.
"The fuck was that about" his driver asked him, when Lawrence and Bishop had exited the car park
"Power trip, but I do need my money. So drive me back out there. If he don't play by the rules, he won't make it out the area breathing and get a look at them cameras in there. Home security don't need to be involved with this right here" He informed him,
"Aiight Boss"
"The fuck you do that for" Lawrence asked Bishop as they drove back,
"You don't see ?" Bishop asked him in surprise
"No I don't see, why he owes you money and you giving him to another nigga he owes money"
Bishop started laughing,
"Yo Law, I know you annoyed and shit with this but nigga get your head in the game"
"Man the fuck you on about" Lawrence answered back
"Aiight it's like this. He owe sharkie money, he feeling that girl right" Bishop started
"Yeah"
"He giving me his brothers girl right ?"
"That's to be seen" Lawrence answered, Bishop gave him a look and rolled his eyes.
"What's your beef with that"
"It aint right" Lawrence admitted, he weren't down for hurting a female someone who wasn't involved in the world they lived in. It was just G code. You don't hurt civilians and especially not females.
"Well I didn't make the bet" Bishop answered indifferently, Lawrence glared at the road.
"Yeah but you know he addict Bishop. It aint just cards, the niggas ill" Lawrence shot back
"Hate the game, my nigga" Lawrence was quiet for a moment
"What's with the hook up"
"Aiight, I know what sharkie gon make him do. That'll square things on that end I aint gotta worry about another nigga interrupting my fun. But he got a lil thing for this girl, now it's only fair that after that nigga had the audacity to auction up his brother's girl for some dollars. His chick feel something too" Bishop aske
"Ay, Bish cool it. What the fuck do you wanna kill a female for" he yelled, Bishop rolled his eyes.
"Nah nigga, she just gon kick dude to the side when he completes the deed. His bro too, his boy whoever. At this point I own that nigga soul, he just aint realize yet but he will"
"Man why what's up, where's this hate coming from Bish, cos this shit..it's beyond formalities now nigga" Lawrence asked , he felt he had a right to know he was doing all the leg work concerning it.
"I mean why you wanna isolate him like this" Lawrence continued to pry. He understood collecting a debt, sometime you had to be forceful but this wasn't really collecting. His boy was getting off on this shit; he was trying to destroy the nigga.
"I'm Kingpin, just sending a message" Bishop replied calmly but Lawrence just knew that wasn't the reason. There had to be something else that had him so tight about this poker shit to want fuck all areas of his life.
"Bullshit" Lawrence countered
"Law, you my homie but you talking to much. You better stop acting soft as hell, fuck. I'm tryna put that nigga in his place bitch his ass out . He'll be hanging up them titles real soon"
"In order for a nigga to anything, you gotta take away everything and you gotta be the only supplier."
Lawrence didn't even know what the hell Bishop was talking about, he was talking in code he didn't get it. Lawrence inhaled deeply he never really felt uncomfortable around his friend but tonight he felt real strange. He weren't talking like the nigga he knew, he was on something. He wondered if he had some of that Marley before they left the club earlier. Lawrence told him to stop fucking with them drugs, they were fucking with his head. Now look at him riding this shit out like the nigga killed a member of his family or something. He saw Bishop reach in the glove compartment and pull out a 9mm and place it in his lap.
"Now, you find the location of his Aunties house"
"Yeah I got it, I don't think-"
"Let's go say Hi" Bishop told him in a deadly tone, Lawrence blew out a breath and glanced at Bishop wondering what was going through his mind. Shut up and drive he thought, just drive.
Riley was waiting for Eve, to say something. She had finished his hair a while ago, she ordered in some food and he had finished his long story of recent events. He left out a few details he didn't want to completely have her offside. Eve kept on opening her mouth as if she was going to say something but always stopped again losing the words.
"I don't know what to say I mean how the hell could you do that. Don't you care about your family" Eve said, he could hear the annoyance but most of all disappointment and she wasn't looking at him the same. She was looking at him like he was someone else, Riley slouched a little more.
"Things just happen so fast, you don't know what its like-"
"To be an addict" she finished sharply,
"Look I don't know what this is, but you have some nerve telling me all of that after seeing how I live" Eve told him, he completely forgot
"Nah, it aint like that. Ay I was gonna tell you before why you trippin'"
"Riley you need help" Eve told him seriously,
"Like"
"Like REHAB, I smelt alcohol on you when you first came in the café"
"It was anti septic"
"Are you kidding me, you said you wanted an unbias opinion so I assume your peoples been telling you the same thing so let me reiterate what I'm sure you know"
"Riley you have a gambling addiction and you're a alcoholic"
Silence fell between the two, Eve was disappointed. She was actually starting to warm to him and he drops all that on her. He must have friend zoned her because you don't tell a chick you're trying to get with that you're a fuck up. He was even acting like a fuck up, telling her that in the first place like he hasn't got any sense.
"You should leave"
The keys in her door started rattling, and she heard her front door open.
"Great" she muttered.
"Who's that" He asked confused.
"Riley you should go" Eve told him, he looked at her. His eyes were dull with understanding and she sighed.
"Eviee !...wait is it give a ragamuffin a home day or something ?" Riley lay eyes on Eve's twin sister, with a confused expression.
"What you say" Riley questioned, sitting up straight in his seat. Eve raised her hand to Riley to stop.
" If you didn't notice, this is my sister. Ignore her" Eve instructed,
"Eve ? Who is this" Riley sucked his teeth
"You better watch your mouth" Kayla raised her eyebrow at Riley.
"Kayla you're being rude to my guest. Cut it out" Eve told her firmly, her sister sucked her teeth and Riley just gave her the once over. Funny how he was attracted to Eve but thought her sister was a tramp.
"I am being rude to your guest, he's not exactly being friendly"
"Ow" Riley yelled as Eve hit him
"Happy now ?" Eve turned her attention back to her sister.
"Esatic" she said with a plastic smile, she walked around to another seat in the living room and looked at the couple.
"This is cosy" she commented, Eve made a face at her sister.
There was silence for a few moments,
"Does it have a name" Kayla continued, Riley didn't like this chick. He felt sorry for Eve, shit had to be tough having a bouje bitch as your sister.
"Kitchen" Eve got up and the bitch followed her.
During his stay and talk with Eve, he had made himself right at home, switching on the TV and going straight to ESPN he wanted to see what the odds were on the cowboys to win tonight. Then he had to pause a moment, he wasn't supposed to be doing that shit. He changed to something else but the numbers and odds kept popping up in his mind. He tried to focus in on what the girls were talking about in the kitchen but to no luck, the sounds of cashing in were getting loud.
It felt good to finally tell someone, ideally he would have wanted to tell Cindy but he couldn't bring himself to revisit that situation with her. He closed his eyes briefly as he replayed the scenes from his life for the last few weeks. Eve was a good listener but he cringed when she mentioned the alcohol, he really was just having a pick me up. He felt like shit when he woke up and it weren't like he had any groceries so he just drank to eat and to recover. He was just glad he wasn't getting an 'I told you so' at the end of the conversation. Now her dumbass sister was here blocking his progress, looking at him like he weren't shit. His phone started buzzing again and he looked at the caller ID. Inwardly twisting, Sharkies name.
He switched his phone off after the third repeated call. His palms felt a little sweaty, he should have checked in and stalled for some more time. He sat up leaning forward on his knees, he could hear Eve and Kay talking.
"Dad said I can't go out to Colorado without you. He's says I'm a sponge" Kayla informed her sister who laughed.
"Yeah what's new" she said in a matter of fact tone.
"Anyway he says you gotta come with, which is some fucked up shit because I'm older"
"Yeah but you're stupid" Eve replied casually,
"I wanna go for our birthday" Kayla whined
"But I do not" Eve replied.
Riley found this a little amusing, their exchanges kind of reminded him of himself and Huey but on a smaller scale. He looked at the time it was just after 10pm, he remembered her asking him to leave and she was right. ESPN just had the greatest odds, with a dollar he could make like 120 dollars. Miniscule compared to his 120k but any money was good money.
"I'm gonna go" Riley announced as he poked his head into her kitchen, shit was nice too.
"Ok, Riley um we still need to talk" Eve said, he nodded.
"I'll call you" he told her, she nodded and Kayla rolled her eyes.
As he was walking away he picked up his jacket and then he heard something that made him stop.
"Whatever, anyway you know Huey's been giving me the cold shoulder since the benefit. Like really he's going to give me the cold shoulder I mean I should have his ass fired. But dad was all like 'he's one of the best computer programmers he's had in a long time, his vision is unparallel. You know how dad is when he finds a new toy"
"Huey" Riley pretty much shot back to the sisters who were looking at him like he was crazy. It was a big assumption but he didn't know another Huey in this state, so the odds of it being that brother of his were real high.
"Look at me teaching your pet new words" Kayla chimed spitefully. Oh that bitch needed a slap.
"You lucky I like your sister" Riley warned,
"Both of you stop it, or your asses can leave" Eve didn't shout but her tone was strong.
"This is why I don't fuck with street dudes Eve, they lack home training" Kayla was directing this at Riley and he crossed his arms over his chest as eve started pulling out his hair.
"I'm not doing this with you tonight, if you can't be nice just leave" Eve told her waving off her protest.
"You'd like that wouldn't you" Kayla told her, Eve sighed loudly.
"Why are you here, cos you could have called you know" Eve asked irritably,
"How yall know my brother" Riley spoke again wanting to how this bitch knew Huey.
"Brother" they both said in unison,
"Cute" he said sarcastically at the 'twin thing'
"No wonder he looked so familiar to me" Eve mused out loud,
"Aint no one answer the question" Riley said.
"He works for me" Kayla told him
"Oh"
"He works for dad" Eve corrected,
"Same thing" Kayla reinforced.
"He's like your brother or like your brother " she raised her fist and Riley head tilted in complete shock.
"Don't try me" Riley threatened, that right there was not a woman, it was a damn monster.
"What about you" He directed at Eve, she rolled her eyes.
"I don't know him, I know his girl if you must know."
As soon as Eve said it, her eyes opened wide and her focus zeroed in on Riley at first he didn't understand why she was looking at him crazy.
"Omg" She uttered and he froze.
"I gotta go" He told he her hurriedly, he back paced out the kitchen and walked so fast to the door.
"Riley! " Eve yelled, walking out after him.
He opened the door for the stairs and just jogged lightly down them.
"Riley !" he heard her say again.
"What the hell" Kayla questioned in confusion, at the scene in front of her
"Eve" Kayla called when her sister didn't answer her. Eve looked at her and Kayla didn't like the look she was seeing. Eve looked a little scared. What the hell did that boy do to her.
"Eve" She said this time pushing her.
"Uh, what" she said snapping out of her thoughts.
"What the hell"
"Jazmines in trouble"
"Yo Esco"
Riley froze, just as he was relishing the night breeze. His heart rate sped up. He turned and saw the car window down. He looked around, no one was even around here.
"You hear me don't you" Sharkie stepped out of his car and Riley gripped his pockets tight
"What up man" Riley replied quietly, he glanced at him then around. Where the fuck was he anyway, he didn't even check properly when they were coming.
"What up ?, you think this is social nigga" Sharkie asked as he advanced on him
"Nah man, I know bout the money I was gonna get it"
Riley blinked and felt cold steel behind his head, Sharkie waved someone behind him down but he still felt the barrel on his skull.
"You gon get it" Sharkie told him,
"Come on"
He was nudged forward with the barrel and he squeezed his eyes shut. His heart was beating so fast, he thought he might pass out. His body was so stiff he didn't want take no more steps towards his death. This couldn't be how he went out, Riley's feet got heavier with every step. They walked into the car park and stopped
"I like that" Sharkie pointed towards the green Benz with his crowbar.
"It is pretty nice" the goon behind him said
"Yeah, it's nice enough to square your debt" he looked him in the eye. Riley let out a breath he didn't know he had been holding. He started to shake his head quickly.
"Nah come on man, it aint even nice." Riley tried instantly.
"Nigga, it aint for you. I like it, you gon get it ?"
"Yoo why don't you pick another one" Riley asked, he heard the gun cock and gulped.
"Nigga, fuck your thought. I want that one, now which B we going with. Bitch or bullet. I'll wait"
Riley let out numerous breaths, fuck was he hyperventilating. He knew he didn't have asthma so his breathing shouldn't be shallow like this. He looked at Eve's car
"I aint got all night" Sharkie told him.
"My debt be cleared ?" He enquired, Eve would get another one.
"You're debt more than cleared, yo your next ones free. Imma make a pretty dollar of this right here" Sharkie informed him. the car was probably worth more than his actual debt to him, which was about 85gs.
"Do I get a cut" he asked him,
Then the two men started laughing, he glared at the ground. Then he was pushed forward harshly. Sharkied shoved the crowbar into his chest causing him to grunt a little as it was the rigged end.
"Lil nigga, pay what you owe" he nodded towards the car.
"We blocked out the cameras so get to work" Sharkie ordered.
Riley moved gingerly towards Eves car, he walked around the drivers side and looked at the car. He looked at Sharkie and his assisting goon. He saw that gun, he heard one less problem flying out his life.
"Fuck it" he muttered, he inserted the crowbar inside and popped the door, quickly jumping and dismantling the alarm before it alerted anyone.
Sharkie and his guy had gone back to their car and he hot wired it. Ed and Rummy showed him how when he was a kid. Starting it up he followed his debt collector out and away from Eves apartment. He kicked the bottom the car in frustration, he felt like his soul was stifled it couldn't breathe. He was in too deep, he just wanted this to end. Riley surprised himself in thinking that he didn't even care what way it went for him, he just wanted it over.
Cookie Freeman walked downstairs yawning, there was repeated knocking at her door. She flicked the hall way light on as she approached opening the door.
"Evening Ms Freeman" Cookie frowned at the young black men standing at her door. One was dark skinned with a facial disfigurement his beady eyes held a look not so friendly that made her uncomfortable. The other young man, was also dark skinned his eyes not quite looking at her but at his friend.
"Is everything OK, can I help you ?" she asked. Were they police, they had plain clothes on. She started to panic as her thoughts moved to the boys. The scarred man glanced at his friend.
"Are the boys alright, what's going on-" she stated a little frantically, she was already praying in her heart that everything was alright.
The scarred man suddenly put his hand up and pressed his finger against her mouth
"Sshh, all in due time" he told her, fear set in. They were not police, she shrunk back from his gesture. Stepping into the door as she tried to close it quickly to no avail. So instead the woman turned on her heels, as his eyes shined with cruel intent.
"Bish"
"Shut up"
Cookie was up the stairs, and ran to Huey's old room she knew he had some objects that could hurt other human beings. She heaved as her asthma kicked in.
"HIDE AND SEEK, I LIKE THIS GAME" she heard a male voice yell from downstairs.
Riley my nigga I hate it had to be himmmmm
Damnnn, Cookie too. Yo, Riley hell doesn't even want your ass.
Bishops a nasty piece of work I know. I'm gonna be revealing his hidden reason for despising Riley so much in the next couple of chapters,
Hmm, 2 murders will happen in this story :(.
Peace.
