Chapter 37- take a chill pill

"Somethin's bout to happen up in here, Homie." Roman whispered to Tej, eyeing the girls with a look of fear mixed with a lack of trust.

"Tell me bout it, boy, don't I know. They about to go on their tangents." Tej said his hush hush voice, not wanting to be overheard. He and Roman knew how this was going to play out. The girls were about to turn on the guys and they knew as tired, stressed, or in pain they were, it could be catastrophic. Jordan had already made her dramatic exit upstairs. Tej checked his watch, knowing they were about to meet upstairs. He had seen this happen before and was onto them. He leaned back on the counter with his elbows, waiting for the show to begin. It was going to be going to be better than any talk show, he was sure of that.

"What you keep checkin yo watch for?" Roman asked, his eyes squinted, wondering what it was he was missing.

"That." Tej nodded, watching Tiffany icily remove herself from Brian's grasp without a word, only giving him a drop dead look as a goodbye. Brian shrugged his shoulders, threw up his hands as if to say 'what was that for' and looked puzzled. She clicked her teeth in disgust and walked out, her feet heavy on purpose. The silence hung in the air like an invisible cloud.

"Someone betta call Montel Williams to start the peace talks." Roman laughed, not understanding why he was the only one who thought that was funny. Tej, his partner in crime, was just looking down and acting like he was concentrating on trying to not look up.

"Wanna repeat that?" Tempest asked, smacking the back of his head as she walked out, muttering stupid grown ass men.

"Yo Tej! Why didn't you tell me?" Roman asked in disbelief at the betrayal as he rubbed his bald head. Tej looked at him, as if to ask what.

"Sorry, man, I ain't messin with any of those drama llamas. My game plan is to stay on their good side cause they up to somethin." Tej folded his arms, grinning and shaking his head. His cell rang and out of habit he picked it up and answered. "Yeah, talk to me." He said.

"I heard that Mr. I think I'm cool but really I'm just a dumbass like the rest of them." Tempest spat and slammed down the phone, making even Roman shiver. It was so loud even he heard it.

"Your bald ass got me busted." Tej complained. He sighed in annoyance and looked at the rest of the group.

"What, don't tell me you guys think we should just go home too?" Dominic asked, looking each of them in the eye, raising an eyebrow and folding his arms.

"I don't know, I'm divided. I can see both points." Tej said, shrugging, his face all seriousness.

"I think it's a stupid ass idea myself." Brian sighed, hating the thought of having to fight with the girls by going against them.

"Well, you betta hire a lawyer to argue for you if you go against them." Ice said, not really joking. He had a feeling he knew this war was over before it even started.

"You got the gift of spewing sweet stuff to yo girl. Why don't you go work your 'Ice' magic?" Brian asked, using quotations on Ice's name. Brian knew he wasn't confident enough to argue against Tiffany.

"Ah, I see your thinkin." Roman rubbed his chin thoughtfully, grinning. "Haha. You a pretty smart dog." Roman nodded, leaning in, acting like they were in a football huddle.

"What?" All the guys asked, wondering what the heck Roman was talking about. They weren't sure why he was finding this all amusing.

"Man, you guys need some chill pills. I was just saying Brian is right on to send in Ice in to break Ole Temp down. Breakin em down one by one, that's a master plan." Roman rolled his eyes, annoyed at the guys and how slow they were being. He was still hyped a bit from his exploring Ice's wonderland medicine cabinet.

"Uh..Yeah." Brian sighed, looking away. Truth was, he wished he could take credit for his plan but it hadn't been a plan at all, just a smart remark. Truth was, he wasn't sure if he wanted to take on any battle. He was tired of battles. In fact, he was just downright tired. Period.

"You all right, Brian?" Dominic asked, raising a curious eyebrow. Brian's eyes were looking pretty bloodshot and droopy all of a sudden.

"Huh?" he asked, his head jerking up. He fiddled with the top of his Dr. Pepper can to try to stay awake.
"What? Sorry. I guess I'm a bit tired." He shifted in his chair and admitted.

"I just asked if you were okay. " Dominic repeated, amazed at Brian's sudden deterioration.

"Yes, I'm fine. Just tired. It's been a long ass week…year….life." He sighed, his eyes closing as he talked. He wasn't sure why he was suddenly so tired. His mind was fully awake and his thoughts were random as he fought the urge to close his eyes.

"Sounds like you more than a little sleep deprived." Ice elbowed Dominic.

"Yup, it sounds that way." Dominic agreed.

"Boy, take yo ass upstairs before you start sawin some logs." Ice hit Brian's elbow that was holding his head up as he slept.

"So you think Brian's passed out yet?" Jordan giggled, high fiving Tiffany and Tempest. She was supposed to be being quiet but that wasn't going so well.

"If not yet, he will be soon." Tiffany smirked, glad she had slipped him something to knock him out. She was tired of hearing him at the moment.

"My name ….is….Brian." Tempest mocked, looking drugged and like she couldn't lift a finger even though she was trying. This made Jordan crack up. The droopy eyed impression was more than Jordan could handle. "I think….my girl…..drugged….me." Tempest stuck out her tongue like a dead dog and her eyes rolled back in her head, resembling much like some acme cartoon. The dramatics made Jordan roll and she had to wipe her eyes from tears from laughing so hard.

"Ahem. Can I get some focus here?" Tiffany asked, her eyes fixed on what she was doing. "Jordan, calm your ass down or I'ma drug you next, little girl." She scolded with a smile.

"Okay, okay." Jordan held up her hands, surrendering. She tried to avoid looking at Tempest, who was egging her on. Tempest stuck her tongue out the side of her mouth and held her hands like she was a dead dog in front of her when Tiffany wasn't looking and it took all Jordan had not to burst into fits of laughter. Tiffany continued to work on crushing the pills she had in front of her.

"Okay, captain, what's the game plan?" Tempest asked, turning Ice's ball cap backwards and bending over, hands on her knees like they were in a huddle. She rubbed her hands together and then clapped like it was a football game, making Jordan fight her laughter yet again.

"Your flannel shirt, your backwards hat, and that position makes me think of that backwoods song. It goes dur dur dur da dur. You know the one with the banjo?" Jordan stated, pretending to play the banjo. Tiffany gave them both a stern look but turned away to hide her smile. Tempest did remind her of that song..

"Okay, Jordan, you got Roman's pudding. This vial marked with the R is his." She said, shaking the vial up and handing it to Jordan. "K, you listening?" She asked, holding up Jordan's chin with one finger, to emphasize it was time to get serious. Jordan nodded, her intent eyes on Tiffany now. "This one," She held up another vial. "I gave to you because you will get the most enjoyment out of it. This is for Han's sandwich. You know how he has one made up for the next time, right?" She asked, making Jordan nod. "You are going to spread this on the side with his mayo. Make sure it's spread really good all right?" She asked.

"Got it." Jordan promised, taking the second vile.

"Han, haha. That will be too funny." Tempest laughed, shaking her head, just imagining how he would be after eating it. There was a knock at the door, making Jordan jump. She looked at the other two, wondering who it would be. "Yeah?" Tempest asked, folding her arms as Tiffany scurried to hide her stuff she had been working on.

"Yo, it's Ice. Sorry to bother you girls." Ice nodded as he walked in and shut the door.

"Something you need?" Tiffany asked, her eyes a bit narrowed, her stance defensive.

"Just wanted to say goodnight." He said, looking at each of them and knowing they weren't just sitting around chilling. He knew they were up to something. "Me and MaryJane goin to bed. Do what you're gonna do just leave me out of it, k? I'm not gonna get in yo way." He promised, putting his joint in the side of his mouth. "So, we cool?" He asked, waiting mainly for Tiffany to respond. He didn't trust her as far as he could throw her. He had taught her the rules of how ruthless she was and she often surpassed his ruthlessness so he had to stay on her good side, but he would never let her know that he was so weary of her.

"Yup, cool as Ice." Tiffany replied, pun intended. She loved her brother. He was cool as hell.

"Night, night ladies." Ice said, bending down to kiss the top of Tempest's head on the way out the door.

"Night Ice." They all replied back, as if they were his 'angels' like Charlie's angels. This thought made Tiffany laugh to herself. She could so imagine them all, posing and being like the show, Charlie's Angels back in the day.
"So he was on our side the whole time?" Jordan asked, shocked. She had missed that one, apparently.

"Ah, girly, so young, so inexperienced, still so much to teach you." Tempest teased, flipping Jordan's hair out of her eyes. "You always need an informant on the inside, have we taught you nothing?" She asked, folding her arms and shaking her head as though she was disappointed in her protégé. Jordan rolled her eyes, waving her off in annoyance. It was obvious to Jordan that Tempest was starting to feel better.

"So, back to work." Tiffany said, getting back out her supplies. " On to Dominic. Temp, you got this one. In about ten minutes, he will be in the shower, and I want you to slip in the room and put it in his little flask he thinks we know nothing about." Tiffany said, holding up yet another vial.

"Why not me?" Jordan asked, appalled Tempest would have to do this one.

"One because you might go soft, two you might trip and he'll hear you, three, when he wakes up, you don't want to show your guilt and he can read you well, and four, you can't have all the fun, now can you?" Tempest asked, tapping her foot impatiently now that she was waiting for the clock to tick down.

"Exactly." Tiffany said, happy she didn't have to waste her energy into going into it. She was trying to focus on filling up the syringe with the liquid, getting ready for her next victim. She shot some of the liquid up in the air, getting the bubbles out.

"Who's that for?" Jordan asked, as if she was suspicious that it was going to be for her.

"You if you don't quit tapping the floor." Tempest threatened, giving Jordan 'the look'.

"In case we run into any trouble. Temp, you go take care of Dominic and I'll follow Jordan to make sure no one has a case of insomnia." Tiffany smiled wickedly, putting the lid on the syringe.

"K, see ya soon suckers." Tempest took off out of the room.

"Let's go, Blondie." Tiffany said, kicking the back of Jordan's foot, ready to get this plan in motion.

"I'm going, I'm going." Jordan promised, heading out the door.

A/n; So I'm grateful for the reviews, sorry I had to force the I'ma quit writing on you if you don't review but hey, I got to get some satisfaction too, right? Lol. Seriously, I appreciate you guys for taking the time to leave me some feedback and I hope it's no different every chapter going forward. I know, I ask so much. But please, at least let me know you are reading it and just what you thought about it. I would be very grateful. The more I get, the more inspired I get so you know….anyways, peace out from Snowklahoma America.

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