Chapter 14: Cease Fire.

It's a beautiful day to FUCK SHIT UP!- Colonel H. Stinkmeaner

Jazmine's P.O.V

What has gotten into Huey? First Caesar and now him. The whole kiss with Caesar was definitely my fault that's for sure, but the kiss between Huey and I? That was a mere moment of weakness. I feared if I had said something before he left I would have been the me that forgave him. The me who accepted every sorry every apology.

"Sorry.", "I'm so Sorry." I was tired of the same shit with him. I could only think about how mad he made me. How pissed I was when I saw him kissing Camila. Not only that, but that nigga admitted he liked the kiss! He loves me? That's not true. Its funny how he claimed he loved me when he realized he was losing me. I'm not saying I completely forget that I love him because truth be told I would always harbor some form of love for Huey. Always. The sad truth was that sometimes you have to le go of the people who hurt you the most in life. I could hear my heart beating out of my chest. Was I nervous? No. It was the pain consuming my soul. I wonder if Huey ever felt like this? I shook the thought off as my mind wandered to the events that occurred earlier. Brayden was something out of a magazine. Something inside attracted me to him and then something made me want to run from him. He's hiding something. I just don't know what. Cindy actually came through my window. I sighed as we drove in silence where the hell was I going anyway? Cindy always had something up her sleeve and at this time of night. I shook my head. I hadn't really spoken to her even after she asked what was going on. I barley said anything. I mean what was there to say? Brayden and Huey looked like they wanted to kill each other. There I was stuck in the middle. What would have happened if Huey wasn't there? Brayden would have said Sorry. Like damn is that all I'm good for? An apology? A Half as meaning of nothing? Words can't and won't pick up the broken and shattered pieces spewing for my heart.

I looked over at Cindy who was giving the road her full and undivided attention. I can't keep anything from her. She's always there when no one else is. "Cindy?" She side glanced me and continued driving. "You finally ready to tell my ass what's up or no?" I smirked she always knew that I can never keep stuff to myself. "Start from the very beginning." She said never taking her eyes off the road. Where to begin I thought. I'll start where Brayden and his family came leading to the power going out. "Okay for one Brayden and his family came over. My dad and his are apparently childhood friends. So get this he's all being flirty and what oh then the power goes out oh and my mom was like "Jazmine show Brayden the guess room." And then he was all like "That's a great idea Mrs. Dubois." So we're walking to the guest bedroom and the he corners me. And.."

"Jazz! Calm the fuck down. You talking way too damn fast for me to comprehend." Maybe I was talking a little too fast but can you blame me? It all happened so fast. Besides how did I feel about all this? I was conflicted. At a cross roads as to what to do next. Why give someone all of yourself, when in return you get half ass promises and a broken heart? Why be good to someone and never get that feeling returned? But why give up on something you love. Something that made you happy and smile? But also something that caused a lot of stress and pain? It was a battle that I couldn't win not this time. "Cin basically, everything turned to extra shit... if that's even an explanation." I shook my head inwardly only because it was all too much and by far I'm surprised at myself. How well I'm taking all of this. All of it. The car came to a stop. We were in an empty pitch black parking lot. The sound of the roaring engine turned off completely. She turned to look at me. I almost gaped as her eyes had this softness to them. A look I've never seen come from my "No Nonsense" bestfriend. It was almost scary. "Jazmine, I tell you this because you're my bestfriend. If I had any siblings I would want them to be like you." She drew in a shaky breath, as this was something that didn't happen often. I listened to her intently wanting to hear and listen to everything she had to say. "Sometimes things don't go the way we planned. Even if we really truly deep down wanted it to. Some people are meant to be in your life." She looked at me and continued. "The people who are meant to be in it will fight to be apart of it. While those who aren't they come and leave for a reason. Any person can see that you're an amazing human being. Don't let this break you Jazz you're stronger than you led on to be. You deserve to be happy. If Huey or anyone wants you. They'll make the effort, but especially Huey." She shook her head "He fucked up. Badly."

I wasn't sure what to say. Once again I was left speechless. Everyone keeps leaving me with lots of things on my mind. What does she even mean by that? Yes everyone or anyone at that can see he Fucked up. Maybe she had some sort of hidden agenda or meaning I just couldn't pin point at the moment. Everything was just blank, my thoughts mostly. My feelings? How was I to even feel? I didn't even know at the moment. "Cindy, honestly I want to say thank you. You're one of the only people who get me." After a moment I continued to speak. "I'm not sure what you mean by what you've said, but thanks." I reached over and grabbed her in an embrace. She accepted and after awhile I wondered why we were in an empty parking lot. I made a face. Cindy said nothing as she got out of the car. What the fuck? I'm not going anywhere until she explains. "Cindy?" I asked as I stepped out cautiously. It's not like I was afraid of Cindy I was more afraid of the fact that she never told me where and what we were doing. Knowing Cindy, it would definitely be something crazy. I thought after a while. Maybe even dangerous. I laughed I was possibly being a little over dramatic, but then again maybe not. With Cindy you never know.

Daniel's P.O.V

Okay, I'm most definitely too old to be acting like a kid. By that I mean busting my sister Tasha for being at a strip club then I'm childish. She took the car and also I hadn't forgotten the fact she got me in trouble for having a girl over. It wasn't even like that but of course with the mother we have she grounded me. So this was basically a silver lining. Win Win. I'm already treading on thin water so why not? I followed her and an unknown guy to this club in a taxi. I'm eighteen so me being grounded was quite ridiculous, but I didn't dare question my mom about it. I still live under her roof so I'll abide by her rules. I paid the Taxi driver and made my way inside the illuminated building. I took note of everyone staring at me. Not that it bothered me I felt the smug look appearing on my face as I moved deeper inside. Oh yeah I was going to embarrass the fuck out Tasha. She may be older by a month, but that isn't going to stop me. I stopped to get a feel of my surroundings. Yep this was a strip club. Not that the outside didn't give it away, more so of the stripper poles and Strippers. I laughed at my inner monologue.

I stood at a whopping 6"2 not that tall compared to your average everyday male specimen. I put my hands through my hair not too sure were to start the place was bigger than the outside made it seem. Oh she'll appear I just know it. In the mean time why don't I go and entertain the bartender. I took my hands and placed them together rubbing them as if I were cold and strode my way over to the fine woman. She'd definitely give me some drinks. Lets just say I'm pretty much a ladies man. I can't help it. They love me and I let them. I smirked and sat at the stool only to be shocked to see Tasha getting a lap dance. I shook my head I truly do wonder sometimes if she plays for the other team. Maybe even both? Who knows. I grabbed my IPhone and made a quick video, snapped a few pictures just in case. Oh yeah that's her ass when mama see's this shit.

Camila's P.O.V

I'm not too sure where the hell we were going. I didn't even bother to ask. I needed this ride anyway, my mind had been scattering and thinking. Overthinking, it's something I do often. Then once the ball starts rolling it doesn't stop unless I stop it myself. Which was rarely. Sometimes I swear Promise could read my mind. I'm thankful for her even if she is a pain in the damn ass almost all of the time. After a while the car was still running but for me it was a little too quiet. I looked over at my sister. Something wasn't right anyone who knows Promise knows the girls talks too fucking much. For her to actually be quiet for over 12 minutes was quite suspicious. She was hiding something or better yet she was up to no good. I narrowed my eyes or maybe both I thought. I should start questioning where we were going. I'll ease into it. "So Promise could you tell me why you demanded I get dressed and come with you?" I almost cursed at myself. So much for "easing into it". She didn't seem to be a bit phased by my sudden questioning. "Just thought we needed to spend some quality Twin time together." Did she really just say Twin time? I see her practically everyday so I found that hard to believe. Yeah This better not be some kind of set up. I'm on to her odd behavior. The car pulled into a empty parking lot. Pitch black at that. Panic started to rush over my body. I started thinking about all the wrong I've ever done to Promise. She was probably going to kill me and didn't want any witnesses. I shook my head. No this was my loving always here for me sister. Still the panic didn't quite leave. This was getting weird until I spotted another car off in the distance. I calmed down a little after that. By the time I could ask Promise what the deal was she was out of the car.

I got out, ready for the unexpected. What I saw next made me stop in my tracks.

Caesar's P.O.V

The music was bumping and it was hot as fuck in here. I was sweating and I guess Tasha could sense my sudden change in mood let alone appearance. A nigga was glistening. She then looked around and grabbed a girl who by the way had some big ole "Can you give my friend here a dance?" She broke me out of my thoughts as big titties made her way over to me I started to panic. I didn't want a dance from her. She looked young not to mention a little scared, and to be honest I didn't want to make her uncomfortable. I sighed I guess I forgot where I was. The girl obviously knew what she was doing, and where she worked. Who knows her story? Maybe she's doing this to pay for college or maybe she's a single mother? Who knows for heaven sake! She made her way over, it seemed like the lights had this red dimming making everything red and shadowy. It added to the sexiness that was in front of me. Unlike the rest of the women/girls in this place, although her breasts were big they were covered. Her hair was silky long, parted down the middle. So long the two side strands were being held behind her ears. She placed her hands on my chest leading me to the seat. She pushed me down, not aggressively but the push almost had a gentleness to it. I was surprised her face matched every asset she had as far as I was concerned. Her eyes. They captivated my soul, they were so big and beautiful. Gray was now my favorite color. I shook my head. Was I in love with a Stripper? I could've laughed at how ironic that sounded. All of my thinking ceased as the song changed to fit the vibe.

Don't, don't play with her, don't be dishonest (Aye)

Still not understandin' this logic (Aye)

I'm back and I'm better (And I'm better)

I want you bad as ever

Don't let me just let up

I wanna give you better

Baby, it's whatever

Somebody gotta step up

Girl, I'm that somebody, so I'm next up

Be damned if I let him catch up

She straddled my waist, but her crotch never made contact with me. She closed her eyes and seemed to be lost in thought or maybe in the music. I don't really know. At this point ever thing around me vanished it was just me and this fine ass stripper. I forgot all of my worries as she moved her hips to the beat. She grabbed my shoulders and grinding on my semi hard on. Yeah she was makin it hard. I hissed as my eyes closed. This is nice. This definitely made up for last times "strip club". Thank you Tasha for not screwing up this time. She sped up and then went slowly while rolling her hips. I opened my eyes to only find out she was looking at me as well. Never breaking eye contact. Damn those big gray eyes. I couldn't look away and she never stopped grinding on me. She went down and I placed my hands on her back to keep her from falling. She whipped forward giving my now rock hard cock attention. Was she doing it on purpose? She knew what she was doing to me. Control yourself Ceez. Any bad thoughts I had about tonight were gone into thin air.

It's easy to see that you're fed up

I am on a whole 'nother level

Girl, he only fucked you over cause you let him

Fuck him, girl, I guess he didn't know any better

Girl, that man didn't show any effort

Do all I can just to show you you're special

Certain it's your love that holds me together

Lately you say he been killin' the vibe

Gotta be sick of this guy

Pull up, skurt, get in the ride

Tasha's P.O.V

I looked over from my little private rendezvous to see Caesar Happily and gleefully enjoying his dance. I smiled to myself glad to see him enjoying himself. I turned my attention back to the woman in front of me dancing, who by the way was doing a good damn job. I went in my pocket and stated throwing ones at her. She didn't seem the least bit phased by my throwing of money. This was her job I thought. I remember when I first met Ceez. He was all frazzled and discombobulated because he had knocked some coffee on a girl. Apparently they were on a date, but I thought otherwise. Seemed to me like they were siblings. After I got to know Caesar more I came to find out that his mom and mine were good friends. I know quite weird, you would think you're mother would mention one of her good friends had a fine son. I backed off once I knew he wasn't interested, but here and there I'd tease and play with him. This summer was has been a bust, between me working trying to save up for college.

Senior year was gonna be a breeze. I just couldn't help but stop think about my kid brother Daniel, even though he was bigger than me he was still younger. By a month. I rolled my eyes thinking about him. He always seemed to be doing something stupid, and of course I'd be stuck helping him or the more logical thing to do... tell mom. After I told her about him having some girl over he got grounded. Okay I know I shouldn't be in this club or any other club, but I'm eighteen. So is Daniel my conscious screamed. I shook my head and decided to enjoy the dance. Besides Daniel was at home being bored out of his mind.

"Well well well, if it isn't little miss SNITCH." My blood ran cold, I knew that fucking voice from anywhere. From the looks everyone in the place were sending my way, I knew it was my brother Daniel. I stood up forgetting about the stripper. I turned around and narrowed my eyes. "What the hell are you doing here? You're grounded remember?" The gleam in his eye as he spoke caught my attention. "Yeah about that, I just thought maybe I should accompany my sister to this fine establishment." As he said that he pulled out his gold IPhone looking smug. "You know I'm sure mom will love to see her overachieving daughter getting a dance from a stripper, or maybe I should send her these pictures.. hmm maybe I'll do both?" He rubbed his chin as if he were truly pondering the thought. He wouldn't fucking dare I thought to myself. I didn't even bother saying anything as I lunged forward only to have him move causing me to fall on the floor. That bastard! The music stopped and everyone seemed to be looking at us. So much for a fun low key night I thought.

Promise's P.O.V

"What the hell is she doing here?!" Both Jazmine and Camila screamed in union. I rolled my eyes. Camila was getting on my nerve asking all those questions. I figured she was on to me, but I kept my cool. "We brought you two here because yall need to squash this unnecessary beef." I said in an uncaring tone. "She right Camila. You a bold bitch cuz you kno Jazzy was feelin Huey. You only kissed him to make Ceez jealous." Cindy added. I looked over at Jazmine who was mean mugging the fuck outta Cam. I almost got scared for her, if looks could kill we'd all be dead. Finally Camila spoke. "First off no. I kissed Huey because I wanted to. I mean he's fine as fuck and he wasn't complaining much." She smirked while looking at Jazmine. I thought Jazmine might've beat that ass a second time, but instead she hit the one nerve she must've known would trigger Camila. "You know what, Camila you are absolutely right he wasn't complaining much." She smiled genuinely and continued speaking. "But you know what neither was Caesar when he took me on a date." She ended her sentences with an evil gleam. I turned to Camila who looked like she was about to blow her top. I wanted to laugh but Cindy beat me to it. "Damnnnn Yo she just kilt yo ass man!" I hid my smirk with my hand and decided to take the high road. "See Camila that's why you shouldn't try and be spiteful cuz she slick did just kill you." I couldn't contain it anymore I busted out with laughter. Camila's gonna learn the hard way that being a bitch won't get you that far in life.

Jazmine's P.O.V

"What the hell is she doing here?!" I yelled. How could Cindy bring me to this she- wolf bitch? I looked over at her with great distain and pure hate. I know my look was intimidating. I've been friends with Huey Freeman for years now. I learned from the best. I shook him out of my thoughts. "We brought you two here because yall need to squash this unnecessary beef." Promise said in a boring tone as if she didn't really care. Beef? I don't have any kind of beef with her. She's the one who started it and I ended it by giving her a big ass titty on her eye. I smirked thinking about it. I surprised myself with that honestly. She and everyone else pictured me to be this weak ass excuse for a girl, but I can hold my own when truly needed. I had nothing to say to this girl so I kept my mouth closed until...

"First off no. I kissed Huey because I wanted to. I mean he's fine as fuck and he wasn't complaining much." It took the holy ghost, and my guardian angel to hold me back. Not only did I have every piece of mind to ring her got damn neck. I wanted to beat her ass, but something inside sparked and I knew where I could hurt her most without being physical. "You know what, Camila you are absolutely right he wasn't complaining much. But you know what neither was Caesar when he took me on a date." I gave her a "Gotcha bitch!" look. I knew I had hit a nerve her face said it all. Besides the whole date thing wasn't a complete lie, the second one made up for the disastrous one. I dared her to do something about it though. Cindy followed by promise broke out in a fit of laughter and I couldn't help but feel a little smug. Everything was going good until the one person I thought was head strong turned out to be a cry baby. Her tears came faster than I could comprehend. I guess that's how everyone felt when I cried all the damn time I thought.
As she cried all laughing ceased and there was a quietness to the atmosphere. I looked at her and could tell these were no fake tears coming from thin air. She was really hurt. The nicer side came out of me and I couldn't continue to be ruthless, well at least not to her I thought.

Camila's P.O.V

I could feel the steam seeping through my veins as she finished her statement. She went out on a date with Michael? My Michael? It couldn't be true. Could it? I mean he wasn't interested in naïve, bubbly, and not to mention half breeds. Although she is gorgeous and even nice. Michael loved me still right? I thought back on how I'd been treating him. Maybe he was using her to get back at me. But then again he had just found out I was in town so how could he have even known I was down here? My breathing became shallow and my throat felt as if it were closing up. The tears came in a whisper and then a shout. I covered my eyes and fell to my knees. Everything around me was irrelevant and I didn't care what anyone thought of me. This moment of weakness wouldn't define me. I let everything out. I felt terrible for how I treated Jazmine. Maybe I was jealous of her.

I felt two gentle hands on my shoulder. How dare Promise try and come to console me when she was just laughing? "I'm sorry. I should've never took it that far." Indeed this wasn't Promise it was Mariah. I looked up to see her once intimidating glare replaced with a more softer one. I didn't know what to say really. Even after every thing I've done to her she still manages to be nice. I cried harder than I was before. She rubbed my back "It's alright, I don't really think Caesar likes me as much as he did you." Did? I took in a shaky breath. That didn't make me feel any better, but what did I expect anyway? I'd been treating him like trash every since I got here. Not to mention the fact I ignored his last text message. I got up and growled in anger.

"What the hell wrong wit chu?" Cindy said with all seriousness. I wiped my eyes and dusted myself off. All of this was too much to deal with. I decided that Promise was right. I couldn't keep being mean and spiteful without a consequence. I couldn't expect to keep being a bitch to Jazmine and she not do anything about it. I mean she did beat my ass earlier even though If anyone were to ask I'd say she snuck me. I looked over at promise who was leaning on our car. I shook my head she had not a care in the world I thought. I needed to own up to my wrong doings starting now. I sighed and began talking. "Mariah. I mean Jazmine, I should be the one apologizing." I heard a scoff coming from the opposite end. No doubt that was Promise. I could not deal with her any longer. "What the fuck is your problem?!" I stepped away from my spot to get closer to Prom. She leaned off the car to approach me. As if she was going to do something. "You're my fucking problem!" She yelled as she shoved me. I stumbled back quite shocked. This wasn't like her. Lately she's been more aggressive. "You play victim all the damn time! Just admit YOU were fucking WRONG! For once in your pathetic life! I'm tired of covering for you. Even now you're trying to beat around the bush. Just say fucking sorry and mean it!" My eyes were as big as saucers.

"Not to interrupt yall love session but um Promise is right ma. Besides yall little sisterly beef and Jazzy's, we actually got plans so could you make it snappy." Cindy said while looking at her wrist as if there were actually a watch visible. I can't even believe her! I do not play victim! Do I? Whatever let me just say what I have to say so we can leave. I have a feeling the ride back home is going to be lethal.

Huey's P.O.V

Something was off about that guy Brayden. I could feel it in my gut. This wasn't like the time I thought the government had sent a secret agent to keep tabs on me. It also wasn't because I was fully aware of the feelings or whatever the fuck he had for MY Jazmine. This was more of an intuitive vibe. I feel like I knew him from somewhere, but I couldn't place the memory. Wherever I knew him from I would get to the bottom of it, but right now I just needed a nice hot shower.

I stepped in letting the hot beads of water fall on me. The water eased my aching muscles, not to mention my nerves. At that point my hair was soaking wet, but I didn't care. I grabbed my hair and pushed it back. I bit the inside of my cheek and slammed my eyes shut. I will not lose Jazmine. Her lips were so soft, her smell was intoxicating. Her skin was so smooth and vibrant. I couldn't lose that. Those emerald green eyes that shined brighter than any star or any diamond. I will fight no matter how much she denies me. I will not stop unless I know for sure she's done because the way she kissed me back and the way her hands played with my hair.

The way her small frame squirmed underneath my body. That gave me should I dare say it. Hope? I shook my head and squeezed my eyes harder. With Jazmine even the most outrageous theories within myself made sense, and were even believable. She gave me something I didn't have before and I realize now that it's going to take a lot more to win her over. Not to mention getting her to forgive me. I was so stupid! Fuck! I forgot all about Caesar and his pursuits on Jazmine. He hasn't stopped trying not even with his first love back in town. Camila. I haven't even gotten the chance to think about her much. I believe that's a good thing. Jazmine should be the only woman on my mind therefore I'll have to eventually talk to Camila about the whole kiss. I don't want her to get the wrong idea, if I'm gonna be committed to winning Jazmine and making her mine I have to let her know that.

"BOY GET YO ASS OUT THAT DAMN SHOWER! YOU DON'T PAY NO FUCKIN BILLS IN THIS HOUSE! SHIT, WASTIN ALL THE DAMN WATER!" I turned off the water, and stepped out ignoring my granddad's outburst. I wrapped the towel around my waist. I existed the bathroom to grab my night clothes from the room I still shared with my kid brother. Hopefully he wasn't in there I thought to myself. I got dressed quickly and decided to call it a night. Who knows where Riley is anyway. He'll show up whenever he feels like it. I have more pressing matters to deal with. I got in bed, closed my eyes, and dreamt of a time when things were much more simpler. When her smile was as bright as the sun. My Jazmine.

Caesar's P.O.V

Man I couldn't be in love, but the way she was dancing on me had me feelin some type of way. I was in heaven until. Everything came to a complete stop. You would have thought the cops had shut the place down. I looked around trying to find Tasha, only to see her on the floor. What the fuck was my first thought. I carefully pulled the stripper off of me and walked over to Tasha. "Why are you on the floor? Who's that?" I said pointing to male standing inches from her. I figured he had something to do with this considering how he was laughing and extremely close. I helped her up as she brushed herself off. Why was it so quiet all of a sudden? I turned to see everyone staring no music playing just pure pen dropping silence. I rolled my eyes. "Nothing to see here people, move along!" I tried my best to give them that evil Huey glare. I guess it worked as the place started to get into the swing of things. I laughed thinking how Huey would never be caught in a place like this.

"This is my brother." Tasha says as they have a stare down. Now before I say anything else just know that I have never met this guy or even knew she had a brother to begin with. I mean it's not like she talked about him, and any on looker wouldn't think this guy was anywhere related to Tasha considering the fact that this guy was white. As far as I was concerned she was lying her ass off while being serious. She couldn't have been. Right? I looked at the guy to find any similarities and they were far fetched. I don't judge males, but he was fairly good looking kinda looked like a guy off of a magazine or something. The unknown male stopped their show down and turned to me. As if he had read my mind he says "I'm adopted." I shook my head trying to come to terms. "I'm Daniel." He places his hand out for me to shake it. We shook hands " Michael Caesar. But everybody just calls me Caesar."

I turned to Tasha who still was giving Daniel the I hate you look. I had nothing to do with their brother, sister rivalry or whatever the fuck it was. "Well since I'm here why don't you and I go get some drinks from the bar? I have a feeling Latasha won't be Snitchin anymore." He grabbed my shoulder and led me to the bar. So far so good. Let's just hope the night doesn't bring anymore surprises.

Riley's P.O.V

"Bring yo ass on now!" I said as I grabbed Cindy from the table. "What the fuck C put yo damn shirt on!" I picked her shirt up from the floor, and threw it at her not caring that she was drunk. "Fuck you Reezy, you don't neva wanna have no fun!" This girl was gon make me pop a vessel in my brain. I grabbed her by her arm, but not too hard. I moved through the crowd to get through. All these damn nasty ass men watchin her like she was some sort of Hoe. "I'm takin yo ass home right now C. Where yo keys?" I asked her while giving any nigga that looked our way the Huey glare. We brothers I got that shit down pack. "Riley you cannot drive."

"Riley you can drive?" Jazmine and Huey said at the same time. I scoffed and moved past them. They was getting on my damn nerve this whole thing was. I just need to get this girl home so I can go lay the hell down. I got work tomorrow morning. Damn I'm beginning to sound like Huey. "Yo I don't give a fuck. Huey you can take Jazmine home, I'm driving Cindy home and I'll take a cab back to the house. Do whatever the fuck it is yall gotta do. We out." And with that we left. "Reezy I don't wanna goo! You ain't takin me no damn where!" Cindy said as she stopped walking pshh I picked her up and threw her over my shoulder. Like hell we was stayin here. "Stop fuckin playin Cindy I coulda left yo ass in dere!" I unlocked her car door and put her in the seat bucklin her seat belt. "Now shut the fuck up, don't even say a word bruh." I began to drive. Man I need some sleep.

45 minutes earlier

"Huey! Get up!" I yelled not caring if granddad or anyone else heard me. I can't believe this shit not only is it late, but now I gotta ask Huey bitch ass for help. I would just take the car myself but I don't wanna hear Granddad mouth. Instantly Huey's eyes shot open as he grabbed my neck. I struggled to breath until he let go. "Don't sneak up on me like that." He got out of bed ole ninja ass nigga. "Care to explain to me why the hell you woke me up?" I held my neck and steadied my breathing. "You a bitch ass nigga man! Care to explain to my ass why the FUCK you choke me!" His glare hardened as he seemed unbothered like fucking always I thought. He's such a bitch. He scoffed and started to walk back to the bed. "Wait! man I need yo gay ass help." More like I just need you to give me a ride so I can get my girl. "Why would I help you Riley?"

"You know what fuck it I don't need you." I said as I started to storm out of the room. He suppose to be my brother and he gotta question why the fuck he should help me?! Just fucking pathetic, I don't need him. Shit I don't need nobody. I'm yung Reezy, aka Horse choker, HR paper stacks, Riley Escobar! Cause I be in the streets ya kno? "Riley wait!" I heard he call after me. I was fed up with his shit. "Look I'll help you, but what is it that you need help with?" He said as he motioned me back to the room. He started putting on clothes I turned my head man this nigga gay as fuck. "I need a ride. Cindy took Jazz to a damn strip club and.." Huey's head snapped around at the mention of Jazzy. "Did you just say Jazmine was at a strip club?" This nigga here. "No nigga I said Cindy! Cindy.. MY girl. Fuck Jazzy. She drunk as fuck, dancing on tabletops n shit." I balled my fists up at the thought. Not even the thought the video my boy Daniel sent me. He had texted me askin if I still fucked wit C. At first I was defensive wonderin why the fuck he wanted to kno. Then he went on to say he had thought he saw her on a table dancing. I laughed my ass off cuz I knew that was no where near the truth.

I told him he must've been fucked up. Cuz my girl would never be dancing on no table without me there. I spoke way too soon my phone beeped, and I watched the video in sheer horror. It was C-murph with no shirt on. Dancing wit one of them twins. I couldn't tell which one them bitches look the same anyway! Then Jazzy came into the shot and tried her best to get Cindy down. I turned that shit off, and that's why I'm here asking the one person I didn't wanna have to ask. Huey fuckin McHater. I showed him the video and I guess after he saw Jazz he was more than on board. He got his keys and we was on our way. This girl will be the death of me. I got work in the morning I thought as I rubbed the tiredness out of my eyes. The things you do for love.

Huey's P.O.V

I really was starting to think Jazmine was taking on a new leaf for the worst. More so being dumb and reckless of course I truly didn't want to help Riley, but he's my stupid ass brother. It's my responsibility to look after him no matter how damn annoying he is not to mention ignorant. But what really sparked a nerve was when I found out Jazmine was involved as well. Why would she even be at a strip club to begin with. Riley jumps out of the car the moment we get there. I shake my head because this is so like Cindy. This is one of the many reasons why we do not get along with one another. I don't care to actually. I got out and followed Riley I shook my head as he pulled out a fake I.D. I cannot believe I'm actually stepping foot into one of these establishments. The government set places like these up to take money, and ruin relationships between man and woman. I stepped inside and quite frankly my mood worsened.

The smell was very unpleasant not to mention all of the naked women walking around like it was so natural. I pushed some girl off my arm as she clung to me. Disgusting I thought. Let's find the girls so we can get the hell up outta here. My eyes scanned the building and they instantly fell on Jazmine. She wasn't hard to miss considering her hair was almost as big as mine. I started to approach her until "Bring yo ass on now! What the fuck C put yo damn shirt on!" I stood and watched as Riley pulled Cindy down, and started heading back. Jazmine followed right behind him. "I'm takin yo ass home right now C. Where yo keys?" My face deepened he wasn't driving her no damn where. He doesn't have a damn license! This fool is trying to die young I see. "Riley you cannot drive."

"Riley you can drive?" Jazmine and I said at the same time. We both looked at each other, but her head turned quickly as she realized I was there. "Yo I don't give a fuck. Huey you can take Jazmine home, I'm driving Cindy home and I'll take a cab back to the house. Do whatever the fuck it is yall gotta do. We out." I didn't even have time to debate and explain to him how stupid the idea was before he left with Cindy in tow. I pinched the bridge of my nose. Whatever it's his problem if they get caught or pulled over. He never seems to think things over before he goes through with them. Which is always why his plans never work out, or they end up bad. He doesn't think. I shook my head and sighed. I turned to find that Jazmine was no longer standing in her original spot. I looked around and couldn't seem to find her. Just my luck. Not only is this cutting in on my sleep time, but now I gotta go around this club to find Jazmine who clearly doesn't want anything to with me at the moment. I moved from the entrance to the large crowd still huddled by the table Cindy was just dancing on. I pushed my way through. Not only was there another person on the table dancing, but this person was on of the twins. Camila or maybe Promise. Shit they look the same anyway!

"WHOO take it off baby!" One of the men in the crowd yelled while everyone else cheered agreeing with him. My brows furrowed as I shook my head as she started to reach for the bottom of her shirt I grabbed her. "Oh come on! Let the girl strip!" I didn't even feel the need to acknowledge him judging by his slurred words and his disability to stand up straight he was drunk. I'd definitely beat his ass without breaking a sweat. "Wow you're afro is so BIG" She put a lot of emphasis on the last word. My nosed scrunched up as I smelt the alcohol on her breath. How'd she even get access to the bar? Her hands started playing in my hair and I scowled "Yeah don't do that." I said as I grabbed her smaller hands and put them to her side. I placed my hand on the small of her back to keep her from falling. "So which one are you Camila or the other one?" It's best to get right to the point so I can find Jazmine and get the hell up out of here. She looked at me and her eyes began to water "Prom's mad at me." Not exactly what I asked, but it'll have to for now.

I rolled my eyes. "So you thought it be best to get drunk, and dance on tabletops?" Here I thought she was more mature out of the two.

"Camila! There you are, I was looking for you. I tried to talk to you, but the moment I saw you... you ran off." What the hell I thought. Why is Caesar here? He didn't seem to notice me standing there until Camila almost tipped forward and I kept her steady. His eyes narrowed and came into to contact with mine. This shit was getting out of control. I could already tell what he was thinking. He didn't even have to say it. "Don't Start Caesar. I just came here with Riley. He came to get Cindy and I'm trying to find Dubois so here take drunk number two, and I'll be on my way." I handed over Camila and began my never ending search for Jazmine.

Okay? Do not kill me! I've been away for so long, ugh this chapter was just sitting and honestly there was more, but it just didn't fit so I had to get rid of it. I Haven't forgotten about this project. School, Prom, College. Add depression in the mix it becomes a lot. Whether people read or review I'm gonna still be updating can't promise a specific date, but it'll come. ANYWAYS enough of my boring life. When will Juey happen? Ugh if only it were that simple.

Where is Jazmine?!

Why is Promise mad at Camila?!

Why does Tasha never talk about her adoptive brother?!

Why is Huey so suspicious of Brayden?!

Will Huey Stop using all of the hot water?!

Will Granddad ever find a Sane woman?!

Will Riley ever get the sleep he needs to function?!

Find out next time on LITL. I wanted to say Dragon Ball Z so bad!