Chapter 9 – The Party (part 1)
Saturday, 7:30pm.
Dom stood leaning against the room door. Sighing, he checked his watch again. Shit, what was taking them so long to get dressed? He absently tapped his foot on the ground as he waited. If they didn't come out in 20 seconds, he was going to go in and get them. Sometimes he didn't understand girls, fuck that, he never understands girls. It had only taken him 15 mins to get ready. He was wearing his tight black cut off shirt and his baggy black jeans, with his black and red leather jacket.
Looking at his watch again, they now only had 10 seconds. The rest of the guys were outside, and they had sent him back inside to tell the girls to c'mon. They'd better hurry the fuck up or he'd leave without them
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Mia stood in front of the bathroom mirror putting on her lipstick, as Letty sat on the bed pulling on her high black boots. "So Let, how you and my bro doing, by the way?" she said while she didn't stop applying her lipstick.
Let didn't even bother looking up, she rolled her eyes. She knew Mia had been waiting to ask her that question. "We're all right Mi, ok, so don't worry." Standing up she stamped her feet, and looked down at her outfit. She hadn't felt like dressing up so she was just wearing her black leather pants and a tight red ¼ sleeved top with a deep v-neck, which complemented her skin tone.
"Fuck Mi, c'mon. It's not like your gonna be with anyone else but Brian anyways." Letty said as she glared at Mia with her hands on her hips. Picking up her sweater she moved to exit the bedroom.
Mia laughed and stepped out of the bathroom, looking for her jean jacket. "I know, I know. But I didn't say I didn't like getting other attention Let." she commented as she found her jacket and followed Letty to the door.
Letty rolled her eyes again. Right. Why hadn't she thought of that? "Uh huh, right. Ok let's go, the guys are probably shitting their pants. You know Jesse and Leon probably wanna find some ho's at the party tonight."
Dom released a relieved breath at the site of Mia and Letty. "Shit, could you guys take any longer?"
Mia threw an exasperated look at her brother. "You know, some people who have "hair" take a little longer, jackass."
Letty smirked and raised an eyebrow at Dom. "Oooh poor baby.." she said while rubbing his head.
Dom grinned. Grabbing Let's hand on his head, he took it in his. "Whatever let's go." With his free hand he pushed Mia in front of him, guiding them outside.
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7:45 pm
Jordan hurredly ran down the stairs. Running into the living room, he began ro ransack the couches. He had been getting dressed when he remembered he'd left his cross on the couch, and he never went anywhere without the chain. Ripping the pillows of the couches, he tried to feel around for it. Groaning, he silently prayed he found it before he left. 'Fuck c'mon where are you?' he muttered to himself.
D.A. walked into the living room, eating a tub of Ben & Jerry's Double Fudge ice cream. She stood close to the wall as she watched as a half naked Jordan bent over looking for -- well whatever he was looking for. She smirked, what a nice view. "Hey JJ, what you looking for?"
Jordan didn't turn around as he moved from the couch to the single chair. Closing one eye in concentration, and kneeling down, he pushed his hand inbetween the chair's hiding spots. "Fuck, I can't find my cross, I know I left it down here." Sighing he stood up and rubbed a frustrated hand over his brow. Dammit! He still needed to get dressed too.
D.A. shoved another spoonful of ice cream in her mouth. "Oh yeah, I picked it up off the couch last night. I forgot to tell you.. . ."
Jordan turned around to face her. So why couldn't she say that when he was looking? Narrowing his eyes at her fake innocent look; he noticed the thick chain around her neck with the cross lying on her stomach. Rolling his eyes he walked over to her.
"You are such a brat you know that?" he said as he stood 2 inches in front of her.
D.A. smilled slowly, showing perfectly straight white teeth. She leisurely shoveled another spoonfull of ice cream into her mouth, swallowing slowly. "Yep I know." She took a step back, her back coming into contact with a wall. "But I'm not giving it back unless you tell Dwayne to let me come with you guys to the party."
Jordan shook his head and folded his arms across his chest. "You never give up huh? He already said no D.A. and anyways, you have to babysit CK."
D.A. mocked Jordan silently. She didn't understand why she had to stay at home while they got to go have their fun. "But u can ask him again……" she whined.
Jordan rolled his eyes at her. He leaned forward and gently took his chain from around her neck. "No. Forget it….." Seeing her pout, he mimicked her sad look. "Just stop, besides, even if you could come who would watch CK?" Raising one hand he rested it by her head. Looking around cautiously, he leaned forward and kissed her lips.
"Stop being such a baby. I promise next time I'll try and get him to let u come." he murmured, his mouth still on hers. Releasing her lips he pulled his face slightly away.
D.A. grinned slightly, licking her lips. This sneaking around stuff was kinda fun. "Sure that'll be the day. But fine go have fun and leave me here, by myself to take care of 'miserable'. I'll be fine," she said, while pushing his shoulder slightly. Sliding under his arm, she walked toward the kitchen. 'I hate you' she mouthed at him, before she went to put the ice cream away.
Jordan grinned, shaking his head as he headed up stairs to get dressed. He had to hurry the party started at 9pm and it took about 45mins to get there.
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Kia sat on Dionne's bed staring at the wall lost in her own mind. How could one thing threaten to completely ruin her life? What if she hadn't gone to the doctor? Then she could have gone on living blissfully ignorant, but she would have noticed sooner or later. God! Flex would have noticed sooner or later. She put her hands in her head. She didn't want to think about Flex's reaction or even her family's for that matter. Especially her brother. Realizing that someone was calling her name, she raised her head and blinked the tears out of her eyes.
Dionne frowned at Kia. She could tell there was something wrong, but she had tried asking and got nowhere. But she wasn't one to pry so she'd left it at that. But maybe she shouldn't; she'd never seen Kia like this. Sighing, she pushed her concerns aside for the moment. She looked down at her attire and frowned. God! She looked like a slut. No worse, she just looked awkward. Groaning she looked at Kia. "This is not gonna work Kia."
Kia smiled. Poor Dionne, the girl was undergoing a complete change from her normal dull wardrobe. "C'mon Dee be adventurous. I mean shit, it's only a skirt that's above your knees gurl. You are 23 years old and you dress like you're 40."
Dionne was taken aback. She did not, did she? Well, she worked at a bank. She had to dress conservatively. Well let's take that back she told herself mentally. She used to work at a bank. Now, she was jobless, and with no job there was no source of income. But she hadn't decided to tell anyone that just yet, or at all. She'd been looking; she'd find a job.
"I do not dress like I'm 40 Kia. Shit, must you exaggerate everything?"She said as she stared awkwardly at her small, prim wardrobe in her closet.
Kia lifted an eyebrow. "Yeah, uh huh. Whatever girl. But actually you look good. Now for the makeup. . . ."
Dionne kept staring down at her outfit. She was wearing a short black skirt showing off her long legs, and a sheer tight black top with a black bra underneath accentuating her rather large breasts. She was a little afraid of what Dwayne's reaction would be. Would he think she was a slut? Groaning inwardly, she pushed herself to remember that she was going with Leon not Dwayne. A smile tugged at her mouth when she thought of Leon. Gawd! He made her laugh, like no one else, and he just made her feel good about herself. She wasn't as self-conscious around him. Shaking out of her trance, she caught Kia's last word. . . makeup…oh good lord no.
Backing away Dionne turned around and walked into her bathroom. "Oh uh uh, u know I don't touch that stuff. . ."
Kia followed Dee into the bathroom, grabbing her makeup bag on the way. "Don't even sweat it gurl, I know you like that natural look, I'm just gonna help you out a little wiith it." Seeing the disbelief on Dee's face. Kia smirked and turned around slightly closing the door and locking it. Turning back to Dee she saw the scared look cross her face.
"Relax Dee, this'll be painless. Just don't move or anything or else I'll screw up."
Dee stared warily as Kia enhanced on her. God forbid, she muttered under her breath.
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8:03 pm
Dwayne looked out the window as he heard Dom honking. Grabbing his keys, he yelled for Jordan to hurry up. Moving into the foyer he grabbed his black jacket, and pulled on his Lugz boots. Fixing his numbered '10' chain around his neck, he opened the door and motioned that he'd be one minute.
His cell phone vibrated against him and hurried to answer it quickly. "What?" It was Flex.
"I'll be back in town tomorrow night dawg."
Dwayne nodded, finally happy to hear from him. "A'ight, was everything straight?"
"Yeah, I got everything. Tell Kia when I'm coming a'ight."
Dwayne looked frustratedly up the stairs, still waitng for Jordan to hurry up. "Yeah yeah, I know. Are you bringing the shit back with you or are you getting it shipped?"
"Nah I'm bringing it. You gon' be home tomorrow?"
"Yeah, we're just on our way to bounce over to Munch's party. Holla at me tomorrow afternoon."
"A'ight then. Tell Kia I love her. One"
"One". Dwayne closed the connection just as he heard another honk from Dom. Looking at his watch it was already almost ten after. They'd better hurry, shit It wasn't like the party was next door. "Yo Jordan, Hurry the fuck up!" he yelled upstairs. He winced as he heard his daughter yell back.
"Daddy, I heard that."
Smiling, he shook his head. "Sorry baby,"he yelled back up stairs.
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D.A. grabbed Jordan's chin. Narrowing her eyes at him. "Promise me, I won't find out about you and some ho's."
Jordan rolled his eyes. "Promise. Now can I go, before your cousin kills me?"
D.A. smirked and quickly kissed him. "Yeah yeah. Oh and by the way, I will find a way to go to the party!" she said to his retreating back.
Jordan looked up at the sky. 'Will she ever give up?' he muttered under his breath, while he ran downstairs.
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Dwayne gave a hard stare at Jordan as he came down the stairs.
Jordan nodded his head in apology. "A playa's got to look good, dang I can't roll up there lookin grimey nigga."
Dwayne didn't answer, he just walked out the door, but a smile was tugging at his lips.
Dwayne walked over to Dom's car. " A yo just follow me. It'll take like 30- 45 mins to get there. It's way out dawg."
Dom nodded. "Yeah, yeah. Let's get rollin then bro."
Dwayne turned toward Letty's car, as she called his name. "Yeah?"
Letty raised an eyebrow at him. "Just curious, who's party is this again?"
Dwayne pretended to strangle her. "Dang girl, I done told yo ass 3 times. It's my boy Munch's. Now follow me." Leaning into the car a little he noticed Mia, and smiled. "Sup Girl?"
Mia smiled back.
Dwayne stood up, looking at the cars briefly as he saw Brian and Jesse in one car and Leon in his, but he wasn't alone. Dionne was with him. Dwayne's eyes turned into coal, and all of a sudden he had a bad feeling. He could only see part of her face, but he knew it was her. Turning from them he walked over and then hopped into his black escalade, already seeing Jordan in the passenger seat.
He pulled out of the driveway, followed simultaneously by Dom's car, and the rest. Clearing his mind, he turned up the volume on his system. Pumping the Neptune's beat of Busta's, what it is. He was going to have a good night; nothing was going to stop him. Not a damn thing.
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8:30pm
D.A. finished putting Carla to bed. She had just heard the cars drive away about 10 mins ago. She looked at the clock. It was 8:34pm. Running to her room, she began to undress and change, while reaching for the phone.
"Hey Lina it's me. Yeah I put her to sleep, and I told her 'real' nanny to be here for 20 to. K, hurry up, I'm getting ready."
Putting down the phone, she ran to her closet to pick out her outfit. Wasn't Jordan going to be surprised!!
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Lina drove to D.A.'s house. She was glad D.A. had asked her to the party. Another chance to see Jordan and maybe talk about their relationship again, is a chance she couldn't miss.
Saturday, 7:30pm.
Dom stood leaning against the room door. Sighing, he checked his watch again. Shit, what was taking them so long to get dressed? He absently tapped his foot on the ground as he waited. If they didn't come out in 20 seconds, he was going to go in and get them. Sometimes he didn't understand girls, fuck that, he never understands girls. It had only taken him 15 mins to get ready. He was wearing his tight black cut off shirt and his baggy black jeans, with his black and red leather jacket.
Looking at his watch again, they now only had 10 seconds. The rest of the guys were outside, and they had sent him back inside to tell the girls to c'mon. They'd better hurry the fuck up or he'd leave without them
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Mia stood in front of the bathroom mirror putting on her lipstick, as Letty sat on the bed pulling on her high black boots. "So Let, how you and my bro doing, by the way?" she said while she didn't stop applying her lipstick.
Let didn't even bother looking up, she rolled her eyes. She knew Mia had been waiting to ask her that question. "We're all right Mi, ok, so don't worry." Standing up she stamped her feet, and looked down at her outfit. She hadn't felt like dressing up so she was just wearing her black leather pants and a tight red ¼ sleeved top with a deep v-neck, which complemented her skin tone.
"Fuck Mi, c'mon. It's not like your gonna be with anyone else but Brian anyways." Letty said as she glared at Mia with her hands on her hips. Picking up her sweater she moved to exit the bedroom.
Mia laughed and stepped out of the bathroom, looking for her jean jacket. "I know, I know. But I didn't say I didn't like getting other attention Let." she commented as she found her jacket and followed Letty to the door.
Letty rolled her eyes again. Right. Why hadn't she thought of that? "Uh huh, right. Ok let's go, the guys are probably shitting their pants. You know Jesse and Leon probably wanna find some ho's at the party tonight."
Dom released a relieved breath at the site of Mia and Letty. "Shit, could you guys take any longer?"
Mia threw an exasperated look at her brother. "You know, some people who have "hair" take a little longer, jackass."
Letty smirked and raised an eyebrow at Dom. "Oooh poor baby.." she said while rubbing his head.
Dom grinned. Grabbing Let's hand on his head, he took it in his. "Whatever let's go." With his free hand he pushed Mia in front of him, guiding them outside.
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7:45 pm
Jordan hurredly ran down the stairs. Running into the living room, he began ro ransack the couches. He had been getting dressed when he remembered he'd left his cross on the couch, and he never went anywhere without the chain. Ripping the pillows of the couches, he tried to feel around for it. Groaning, he silently prayed he found it before he left. 'Fuck c'mon where are you?' he muttered to himself.
D.A. walked into the living room, eating a tub of Ben & Jerry's Double Fudge ice cream. She stood close to the wall as she watched as a half naked Jordan bent over looking for -- well whatever he was looking for. She smirked, what a nice view. "Hey JJ, what you looking for?"
Jordan didn't turn around as he moved from the couch to the single chair. Closing one eye in concentration, and kneeling down, he pushed his hand inbetween the chair's hiding spots. "Fuck, I can't find my cross, I know I left it down here." Sighing he stood up and rubbed a frustrated hand over his brow. Dammit! He still needed to get dressed too.
D.A. shoved another spoonful of ice cream in her mouth. "Oh yeah, I picked it up off the couch last night. I forgot to tell you.. . ."
Jordan turned around to face her. So why couldn't she say that when he was looking? Narrowing his eyes at her fake innocent look; he noticed the thick chain around her neck with the cross lying on her stomach. Rolling his eyes he walked over to her.
"You are such a brat you know that?" he said as he stood 2 inches in front of her.
D.A. smilled slowly, showing perfectly straight white teeth. She leisurely shoveled another spoonfull of ice cream into her mouth, swallowing slowly. "Yep I know." She took a step back, her back coming into contact with a wall. "But I'm not giving it back unless you tell Dwayne to let me come with you guys to the party."
Jordan shook his head and folded his arms across his chest. "You never give up huh? He already said no D.A. and anyways, you have to babysit CK."
D.A. mocked Jordan silently. She didn't understand why she had to stay at home while they got to go have their fun. "But u can ask him again……" she whined.
Jordan rolled his eyes at her. He leaned forward and gently took his chain from around her neck. "No. Forget it….." Seeing her pout, he mimicked her sad look. "Just stop, besides, even if you could come who would watch CK?" Raising one hand he rested it by her head. Looking around cautiously, he leaned forward and kissed her lips.
"Stop being such a baby. I promise next time I'll try and get him to let u come." he murmured, his mouth still on hers. Releasing her lips he pulled his face slightly away.
D.A. grinned slightly, licking her lips. This sneaking around stuff was kinda fun. "Sure that'll be the day. But fine go have fun and leave me here, by myself to take care of 'miserable'. I'll be fine," she said, while pushing his shoulder slightly. Sliding under his arm, she walked toward the kitchen. 'I hate you' she mouthed at him, before she went to put the ice cream away.
Jordan grinned, shaking his head as he headed up stairs to get dressed. He had to hurry the party started at 9pm and it took about 45mins to get there.
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Kia sat on Dionne's bed staring at the wall lost in her own mind. How could one thing threaten to completely ruin her life? What if she hadn't gone to the doctor? Then she could have gone on living blissfully ignorant, but she would have noticed sooner or later. God! Flex would have noticed sooner or later. She put her hands in her head. She didn't want to think about Flex's reaction or even her family's for that matter. Especially her brother. Realizing that someone was calling her name, she raised her head and blinked the tears out of her eyes.
Dionne frowned at Kia. She could tell there was something wrong, but she had tried asking and got nowhere. But she wasn't one to pry so she'd left it at that. But maybe she shouldn't; she'd never seen Kia like this. Sighing, she pushed her concerns aside for the moment. She looked down at her attire and frowned. God! She looked like a slut. No worse, she just looked awkward. Groaning she looked at Kia. "This is not gonna work Kia."
Kia smiled. Poor Dionne, the girl was undergoing a complete change from her normal dull wardrobe. "C'mon Dee be adventurous. I mean shit, it's only a skirt that's above your knees gurl. You are 23 years old and you dress like you're 40."
Dionne was taken aback. She did not, did she? Well, she worked at a bank. She had to dress conservatively. Well let's take that back she told herself mentally. She used to work at a bank. Now, she was jobless, and with no job there was no source of income. But she hadn't decided to tell anyone that just yet, or at all. She'd been looking; she'd find a job.
"I do not dress like I'm 40 Kia. Shit, must you exaggerate everything?"She said as she stared awkwardly at her small, prim wardrobe in her closet.
Kia lifted an eyebrow. "Yeah, uh huh. Whatever girl. But actually you look good. Now for the makeup. . . ."
Dionne kept staring down at her outfit. She was wearing a short black skirt showing off her long legs, and a sheer tight black top with a black bra underneath accentuating her rather large breasts. She was a little afraid of what Dwayne's reaction would be. Would he think she was a slut? Groaning inwardly, she pushed herself to remember that she was going with Leon not Dwayne. A smile tugged at her mouth when she thought of Leon. Gawd! He made her laugh, like no one else, and he just made her feel good about herself. She wasn't as self-conscious around him. Shaking out of her trance, she caught Kia's last word. . . makeup…oh good lord no.
Backing away Dionne turned around and walked into her bathroom. "Oh uh uh, u know I don't touch that stuff. . ."
Kia followed Dee into the bathroom, grabbing her makeup bag on the way. "Don't even sweat it gurl, I know you like that natural look, I'm just gonna help you out a little wiith it." Seeing the disbelief on Dee's face. Kia smirked and turned around slightly closing the door and locking it. Turning back to Dee she saw the scared look cross her face.
"Relax Dee, this'll be painless. Just don't move or anything or else I'll screw up."
Dee stared warily as Kia enhanced on her. God forbid, she muttered under her breath.
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8:03 pm
Dwayne looked out the window as he heard Dom honking. Grabbing his keys, he yelled for Jordan to hurry up. Moving into the foyer he grabbed his black jacket, and pulled on his Lugz boots. Fixing his numbered '10' chain around his neck, he opened the door and motioned that he'd be one minute.
His cell phone vibrated against him and hurried to answer it quickly. "What?" It was Flex.
"I'll be back in town tomorrow night dawg."
Dwayne nodded, finally happy to hear from him. "A'ight, was everything straight?"
"Yeah, I got everything. Tell Kia when I'm coming a'ight."
Dwayne looked frustratedly up the stairs, still waitng for Jordan to hurry up. "Yeah yeah, I know. Are you bringing the shit back with you or are you getting it shipped?"
"Nah I'm bringing it. You gon' be home tomorrow?"
"Yeah, we're just on our way to bounce over to Munch's party. Holla at me tomorrow afternoon."
"A'ight then. Tell Kia I love her. One"
"One". Dwayne closed the connection just as he heard another honk from Dom. Looking at his watch it was already almost ten after. They'd better hurry, shit It wasn't like the party was next door. "Yo Jordan, Hurry the fuck up!" he yelled upstairs. He winced as he heard his daughter yell back.
"Daddy, I heard that."
Smiling, he shook his head. "Sorry baby,"he yelled back up stairs.
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D.A. grabbed Jordan's chin. Narrowing her eyes at him. "Promise me, I won't find out about you and some ho's."
Jordan rolled his eyes. "Promise. Now can I go, before your cousin kills me?"
D.A. smirked and quickly kissed him. "Yeah yeah. Oh and by the way, I will find a way to go to the party!" she said to his retreating back.
Jordan looked up at the sky. 'Will she ever give up?' he muttered under his breath, while he ran downstairs.
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Dwayne gave a hard stare at Jordan as he came down the stairs.
Jordan nodded his head in apology. "A playa's got to look good, dang I can't roll up there lookin grimey nigga."
Dwayne didn't answer, he just walked out the door, but a smile was tugging at his lips.
Dwayne walked over to Dom's car. " A yo just follow me. It'll take like 30- 45 mins to get there. It's way out dawg."
Dom nodded. "Yeah, yeah. Let's get rollin then bro."
Dwayne turned toward Letty's car, as she called his name. "Yeah?"
Letty raised an eyebrow at him. "Just curious, who's party is this again?"
Dwayne pretended to strangle her. "Dang girl, I done told yo ass 3 times. It's my boy Munch's. Now follow me." Leaning into the car a little he noticed Mia, and smiled. "Sup Girl?"
Mia smiled back.
Dwayne stood up, looking at the cars briefly as he saw Brian and Jesse in one car and Leon in his, but he wasn't alone. Dionne was with him. Dwayne's eyes turned into coal, and all of a sudden he had a bad feeling. He could only see part of her face, but he knew it was her. Turning from them he walked over and then hopped into his black escalade, already seeing Jordan in the passenger seat.
He pulled out of the driveway, followed simultaneously by Dom's car, and the rest. Clearing his mind, he turned up the volume on his system. Pumping the Neptune's beat of Busta's, what it is. He was going to have a good night; nothing was going to stop him. Not a damn thing.
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8:30pm
D.A. finished putting Carla to bed. She had just heard the cars drive away about 10 mins ago. She looked at the clock. It was 8:34pm. Running to her room, she began to undress and change, while reaching for the phone.
"Hey Lina it's me. Yeah I put her to sleep, and I told her 'real' nanny to be here for 20 to. K, hurry up, I'm getting ready."
Putting down the phone, she ran to her closet to pick out her outfit. Wasn't Jordan going to be surprised!!
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Lina drove to D.A.'s house. She was glad D.A. had asked her to the party. Another chance to see Jordan and maybe talk about their relationship again, is a chance she couldn't miss.