/Betrayal struck in the Freeman home when Jasmine had Jazzy kidnapped. But she quickly learned she was wrong when Huey broke in angry tears. So what will happen in the this installment of Huey's Bad Girl? Last chapter! Who will love and who will lose?/

Huey's POV

"So we have got to find her!" Huey paced in the living room while Jasmine sat there sobbing and riley and Cindy tried to ignore her and help him.

"Hey, I knows what we can do." Riley raised his hand.

"What" Huey growled. He knew he should be nicer but the girl of his dreams could be dead or alive and he has no way of knowing.

"Well, we could go to the East Side and find that Carl guy she is such good friends with and ask him." He put his arm around Cindy and she agreed.

"Carlos? Hmm," He thought for a minute. "To the car."

They piled in the car and drove off with Jasmine still crying in the back. Huey just rolled his eyes and tried to concentrate. When they reach the city limit they cruised around downtown until they saw Carlos's lowrider sitting on the sidewalk.

"Stay here." Huey got out and headed for him. "Carlos?" He asked to a group of guys circle around the car.

"Who wants to know?" Carlos stepped out of the car with a big metal bat.

"I'm Huey Freeman, a friend of Jazzy." He swallowed the nervous lump in his throat.

"Jazzy!" Carlos gasped, "¡Dios mío is she alright?" He dropped the bat.

"No, some guy names Vince kidnapped her and we need to know if you know where he could have taken her." He was relaxing now.

"Se come with me." Carlos looked at Huey's car, "Follow close behind, and aye," He handed Huey four guns, "Give these to your amigos in your car." Huey ran back to his gang and followed Carlos for what seemed like hours when they came to a big two story house.

"Is this it?" Cindy asked as they all joined by Carlos's car.

"Se, Jazzy is in there." He looked all around them, "I see no car, Vince is gone. Let's make our move ahora." He started for the house but stopped when everyone just stood there. "That means now!"

When they reached they door it was locked. "Damn!" Huey yelled, "Anyone know how to pick locks?"

"Step aside boys! Cindy is here!" She took out a bobby pin and went to work. Five minutes later they were in.

"Now we split up, Huey you go upstairs and check the back bedrooms, Cindy you stay own here and search Kitchen and living room, riley, bathrooms, Jasmine," Carlos looked over and saw her still sniffling, "You just stat right there and cry. Go!"

Huey ran upstairs and started searching bedrooms, the first one he went in he saw a bunch of people passed out on drugs but no Jazzy. Every room was empty but when he came to the one as the end of the hall, he slowly opened it and saw Jazzy laying on the bed half naked, passed out, bleeding from her head, and tied up.

"Jazzy!" He yelled he ran to her and tried to untie her. When he untied her he pulled her up in his lap and tried to wake her up. She mumbled and he took that as a good sign. He was carrying her downstairs when he heard screaming. He quickly ran and laid her down while drawing his gun.

"Who the fuck yall think you are taking my stuff." A big black guy said and instantly knew it was Vince. He saw him standing in the door way with a big gun.

"You took her from us first." Cindy said as she stood with her gun drawn and aimed.

"Little white girl sit down." He fired his gun right into Cindy's stomach.

"No!" Riley cried as she fell to the ground screaming with blood rushing out off her. "Now who is next?" He looked at Huey who had Jazzy laying beside him.

Huey put his hand down next Jazzy's as Vince raised his gun. "Goodbye Jazzy, at least I tried. I love you." He pressed his lips to hers as a loud shot rang out followed by another than silence. Huey raised his head and saw Vince laying on the ground with a hole in his chest and Jasmine against the wall pale as ever.

"No." He whispered as he ran to her. She slid down the wall and landed next to the barley alive Cindy. "Jasmine!" He cried and sirens rang out and paramedics came rushing in to take the hurt and bleeding bodies of loved ones away. He grabbed for Jasmine and grabbed for Jazzy just as Riley grabbed for Cindy. Carlos put his arms around them and led them to the car.

"Where we going man?" Riley asked between sobs.

"The emergency room so you guys can see yo girls." Carlos said as he followed the ambulances.

"I won't see mine." Riley cried wiping snot away from his nose.

"What you mean?" Huey twisted around to see him laying in the back floorboard.

"Cindy dead, I felt her heart stop and she dead." He whispered as he cried to himself all the way to the hospital.

Once there they were delivered the awful news that Cindy did die, but it was to save a friend. Jasmine was in ICU and Tom and Granddad were called in and rushing back from their trip. As for Jazzy…

"You know you really need to learn not to bother with bad girls." Jazzy said as sat up on the hospital bed and sipped tea.

"I don't think I want too." Huey smiled but frowned when he saw Riley holding a picture of Cindy to his chest. "Hey Riley."

"What?" He growled.

"Don't worry, you'll find another." Huey sat beside him and hugged his lil bro.

"No I won't. She was my bitch." He smiled at her picture. "He had some real good times together, and I'll admit sometimes I was her bitch. I loved her." He leaned against the window.

"Riley, if I had given up with my first love died," Jazzy said from the bed. "I never would have moved to the East Side, I never would have been forced to go to school, and I never would have met Huey. Sure somewhere in your heart you won't forget her but that shouldn't stop you from going on the see the world and finding what lies ahead."

"I'm a go check on Jasmine." He got up and left.

"I swear sometimes you can be so helpful," Huey leaned to kiss her.

"Or so destructive." She finished for him.

10 years later

Jazzy's POV

I looked at my dress in the floor length mirror and smiled at how pretty I looked. My veil flowed down to my knees and my eye glitter shined.

"You looked beautiful," Riley said as he walked in behind me and hugged me.

"You really think so?" I smiled.

"It's our wedding day, everyone looks beautiful." He fixed his tie and offered me his arm. "You ready?"

I took his arm and sucked in a huge breath of air, "As ready as I'll ever be."

He led me outside and we walked down the aisle with all the pretty faces focused on us. I saw Grandad looking like he was gonna faint and Mr. Dubois was crying in joy. When we walked up a couple of steps we parted ways and I walked over to Huey and he walked over to Jasmine and at the same time we all said "I do." I kissed Huey and for the first time in my life I was married. I am now Mrs. Jazzy Freeman.

Epilogue

After Huey and Jazzy got married they had two kids, Huey Jr. and Carlos. Huey went on to one day become President and Jazzy fixed her life and became a school counselor and started helping teens stay away from what she did.

Riley married Jasmine and together they had five kids, Cindy, Martin, Riley Jr., Robert, and Justin. Riley became a professional artist and Jasmine a famous author.