BoonDocks FanFiction

Carina Hawkins Presents:

"Oxygen"

Chapter 13: Aftermath

Quiting was one word in the world that never existed in Seani's vocabulary. A hideous bunch of letter put together to create an unforgiveable word in the English language. The dreadful, bright sun peaked through the curtain's of the use to be bedroom. A slight breeze made the black, transparent curtains fly up a bit, creating a peaceful atmosphere. Seani pushed herself up a but and perched herself up on her elbows. Her messy black hair in knots around her head. Her once lively green eyes, were stinging and burning from the salty tears. Throwing back the sheets, she noticed that she was in her own bedroom, sleeping on her mattress. "I-It was only a dream!" A smile crossed her face as she shot up from her warmth and ran down the hall. Tears flowing from her eyes once again. "Good morning Lala!" Seani said bursting through her sister's empty room. "M-Maybe she's downstairs." The denial was hitting her harder than she could ever imagine. "Daddy, where's Lala?" She ran down the steps, skipping every other step to get to the bottm faster. Finally walking into the livingroom, she noticed her father laying on the couch, craddling a picture of Lala to his chest and sobbing heavily. "D-Daddy? Where's Lala." Silence. She placed a hand on the frame of the large doorway.

"Seani," He spoke in a slightly angry voice. "Stop playing stupid games and get dressed...you'll be late for school." Seani's brain snapped back into to place and she looked at her clothing she was wearing. Her black corset dress was still clinging to her curvy frame.

"It wasn't a dream then?" Biting her lower lip, she shut her eyes tightly and whispered. "She's really not coming home then?" The astrayed tears seemedto be able to find a path to her eyes no matter what Seani thought and how hard she fought them. Finally relazing her clenched hands and shut eyelids, she sighed. "I'll be down in a minute." Sliding her feet along the white carpet, she would hold onto the wooden rail, forcefully pulling her trembling body up the stairs and into her own room. Not bothering to rush through her clothes, she would sift through her piles of clothing and find gray sweatpants and a black tee shirt. Knowing she didn't want to make the effort to do anything, she stripped her dress off of her body until it dropped around her feet. Stepping away from it, she kicked it into the closet where it would now lay for the rest of eternity. Pulling the sweatpants over her hips, and the tee shirt over her head, he grabbed a black scrunchy and began to gather her hair together. Wrapping it and forming it into a messy bun, she pulled the black hair band around it, looping it about three time to ensure a good hold. Strands of raven hung in her frail face. Her clothes were baggy, her hair was a mess, she refused to put on makeup, and she took out her old, white, Nike sneakers that haven't been seen since she was just getting into fashion. Lacing the white laces tightly, she grabbed her black back pack and walked down to where her father sat. "Daddy," She whispered and gently walked into the livingroom. "I'm ready to go." She noticed her was sitting up with a medium sized package resting on his lap. "What's that Dad?" She asked wondering over to the couch and sitting beside him.

"Remember when we first moved here and..a package came in the mail?" He asked cutting the box open.

"Yes..." Seani observed.

"Well, it was something i ordered from the internet that I thought you and your sister would love to have..." Ethan could feel the unwanted tears welling up in his eyes once was tired of crying but he couldn't stop thinking about what he'd lost. Inside of the box, he pulled out two, blue velvet, cubes. He gently lifted the two, one in each hand. Seani looked on, over her father's arm with a curious look. He opened one of the two boxes and turned it towrd his daughter's eyes. "Here," He plucked the object from it's shelter. It was a emerald green diamond ring, sheltered and held by a gold ring. "This one is yours." Ethan took her right hand and gently placed the ring on her ring finger. "I was planning to give these to you and La when you two graduated college."

Seani gasped. "Dad, it's beautiful!" She smiled as she felt a small tear fall down her cheek. Throwing her arms around his neck, he dropped the two boxes and wrapped his arms around her as they sobbed together. The closed box clapped open revealing a Saphire blue ring similar to Seani's but with a silver ring. There is lay, on the white rung, cold and alone, never to be worn.

"Boy," Grandad's soft voice came through the bedroom door. "You have to eat something Huey of you'll get sick." Robert would walk into the silent room and take a good look around. Huey hadn't touched anything in his room since that black day. Every object was placed perfectly and neatly on shelves around the space. Huey lay on his bed facing the window in silence. He was in only his white tee shirt and sweatpants. No longer did he feel the need to get dressed anymore. "Please Huey, eat something..here, you can have some of my orange juice and you don't even need a glass!" He tried to smile but the smile faded when Huey didn't answer. The tray that Robert was carrying was set gently on the night stand beside the bed. "Well, it's here when you get hungry." Sadly, Robert's attempts failed and he eventually walked out of the area, closing the door behind him. Huey release a breath he had been holding. For days he'd been contemplating the best way to commit suicide but every way he attempted either didn't work or gave him second thoughts.

The first attempt he tried, was hanging himself in his closet but he thought about Riley and if he would find him, Huey didn'twant to scar his brother for life. He then tried to shoot himself in the head but soon realized that was to messy. Next, he tried slicing through the veins on his wrists, which he did but it didn't do anything but sting. And last, he tried pills but threw them all up after a day. Finally, he would allow his broken heart to take him.

Robert walked sadly down the stairs. Riley was standing at the landing looking toward his grandfather. "How's he Granddad?" Riley's voice was concerned. His brown eyes filled with an anxious sadness for his brother.

Getting to the last step, Robert stood there and let out a deep sigh. "He's not any better. Maybe you could talk to him."

Riley nodded and had a determined look upon his gentle face. Trugging up the steps, he burst through Huey's bedroom door. "Aye yo Nigga," He yelled. "Get da fuck up and eat somethin'." Silence. A twing of anger, a spark of disgust grew within the already annoyed boy. "God damnit Huey!" Riley stomped toward the mopping boy and gripped his shirt tightly by the collar. "Stop doin' dis to yo'self nigga!" Riley yelled. The nearly shocked Huey stared at his bother; eyebrowed pushed together in anger and hatred. "Lala is DEAD!" The words jumped off of the rampaging boy's tongue like it was acid burning a hole "She's GONE! Get a hold of yo'self stupid!" With his hands still tight on the fabric, Riley pulled his brother up and toward his own being, having half the mind to shake him like a rag doll. "Shit man," Roughly releasing his brother's clothing, he threwhis hands up in the air. "Get a goddamn grip on fuckin' reality..." In a fit of rage, the mumbling boy walked out of the soon to be silent room leaving a baffled, heartbroken Huey alone to ponder. "Grandad," Riley said running down the steps. "Leave that little faggot alone, he's pissin' me off."

"BOY!" Robert shouted from his favorite chair. "Watch yo' mouth Boy." He warned with a stern voice.

"Yeah yeah yeah." Suddenly silent, Riley sat at the kitchen table thinking about what Seani must be doing on such a gloomy day. Standing to his weary feet, he made his way to the front door. "I'm goin' to check on Seani..." His voice was soft. There was no response from Robert so Riley opened the door and quickly made his way into the misty out doors. The sky had turned into a grey and cloudy mess. Some of those nasty clouds had sunk down to ground level mking it nerly impossible to see the nose on someone's face. Walking stright across the streets, he made his way to the front door of the love of his own life. Knocking three times and waiting, the large door finlly opened to reveal a still very sad young lady.

"R-Riri?" Seani said wiping away the stray tears from her red cheeks. "W-What are you doing here?"

Unable to speak, Riley simply stretched out his arms and pulled the weeping girl into a warm embrace. One hand resting on the back of her head as strands of black weeved through the gaps between his fingers and a hand resting on her back. Her shakey legs finally gave in as the two fell slowly to their knees. Her slender hands found their way to his back and began to grip his white tank top. Her tears leaving a large dark puddle on the fabric, making it darker. Riley held her tightly and rocked her back and forth trying his best to comfort her.

Not even the mysterious fog could mask the scene from the distraught Huey who watched from his window cross the street. Rolling his chocolate orbs, he huffed and turned away. "Pathetic!" Grabbing the newly sharpened dagger from his shelf, he stbbed it in anger into the wall and released the handle, letting it sit there stuck into the paper. "Crying isn't gonna bring her back!" He shouted as if they could hear his words of pain. "You're all bein' to Goddamn pathetic!" Who was he really talking to...Those who missed Lala or...himself? Maybe one day he would admit to himself and everyone around him that he cried in secret for the passing of his lover. He would let them know he was being pathetic, laying around like his life had ended. He rarely cried for anything or anyone so what made Lala so different from anyone else that had died on him?

Falling back onto his bed, his limp body jumped a bit then was still. "Damnit." He cringed and rubbed his sweating face with both of his hands. "Pathetic and useless assholes!" For what seemed like a lifetime, Huey stared upward at his blank ceiling trying his hardest to picture his future. He was so lost in thought, he didn't notice the occuring lightening and terrible thunder outside of his shelter. The sky had darkened even more than before. Rain drop began to dart downward, covering the ground with water. These re what his days will be like for the rest of hiss...pathetic...life. Dark. Gloomy. Lonely. Cold.