Of Eyeballs And Grapes
After dinner we lay on the ground looking at the stars. After seeing them all the time it NEVER gets old. EVER. I decide to ask my question. "Baby, do eyeballs and grapes ring a bell?" I ask. I heard Baby giggle. "Daddy must have told you. After you stabbed that bitch. I'll tell ya the story of what happened." I grin. Somehow I knew this was going to be good.*
I was at school not doing nothing much. Just sitting in class watchin' the teacher write stuff on the blackboard we were 'sposed to copy down. There was this girl, Tammy Lawrence Fisher, if im not mistaken, who felt it was her sole purpose in life to make my life hell and rip on my family…our family, but you weren't with us yet. Anyways she ALWAYS had some smart shit to say. One day it was talking shit about Otis, the next day it was one of my other brothers or other family. Well I just about had enough of her one day.
So I grabbed a pencil and sharpened it to a fine point. I waited break, and followed her into the bathroom. It was just the two of us in there and a stabbed the pencil into her eye. I kept my hand over her mouth to keep her from hollerin' I twisted the pencil out to get it back because…well, it was my pencil after all. And when it came out, they eye ball came with it. I shook it off the pencil and it fell to the ground. I stomped on it and it made a small popping sound like a grape. I walked out of the bathroom after warning her if she ever spoke ill about my family I'd kill her. And if she told what happened, I'd kill her whole fuckin' family.
*the girl stumbled of the bathroom to scared to cry out. She held her hand over the bloody socket where her eye had once been. The remains of what had been her eye was smeared on the bathroom floor and stuck on the bottom of Baby's shoes. She had no doubt in her mind Baby would kill her and her family if there was any future incident. She told the doctors at the hospital and the police that it had been her fault for her accident; running with the sharpened end of a pencil up.
I shiver at Baby's story. Not because I was scared but because I was excited. I had wished I had known Baby back then. I giggle. "Hey Baby, if we knew each other back then do you think we'd still be friends?" I asked her. Baby yawned. "uhh huh. We'd be friends." She was falling asleep as was I. we both fell asleep under the stars as sisters and as best friends.