Oh Huey...
Huey! Jazmine moans. Please... please. Kiss me, love me, touch me. I'm yours... Oh my gosh!
Jazmine loses her breath, gasping for air.
Ohhhhh! Please! Please daddy! Don't stop! Oh my goodness!
I love you I love you I love you I love you! I love you Huey! Jazmine screams his name. Huey! F-Fuck me! Ohhhhhh!
God! Huey! OOoohhhhh my goodness! Huey! Finish inside me! I want to have your children! Huey!
Jazmine moans loudy. Then suddenly she sits up and wakes up from her bed. She feels herself suffocating, out of breath, she's sweating all over her bed.
She had been dreaming about him again.
After Wuncler the First's funeral it had been determined that Ed Wuncler the Third will be the successor to Wuncler Industries. To everyone's surprise, Ed had turned out to be a more competent and yet more sympathetic businessman than his grandfather. Most of the illegal practices and shady businesses of Wuncler Industries had been abolished. He even busted the corrupt management that had been embezzling funds for decades.
Budgets were reallocated, salaries were increased, and company morale at an all time. All the useless shameless product lines and arrogant spending of Wuncler the First had been discontinued and Ed, along with his right hand man Gin Rummy, had brought the company to a new golden age.
If someone asks Huey if he had any part in teaching Ed and giving him advice, he'd simply give a shrug. As far as the world knows Ed Wuncler the Third is a business savant and corporate genius while his jealous father Wuncler the Second is accusing him off stealing the inheritance and demands him to step down. But with company stock price and net profits at an all time high, no one is willing to remove Ed Wuncler the Third as CEO. Exactly how Huey had predicted.
All of his work did bear fruit though. Granddad's debt had been mysteriously paid off, everyone who was involved in the heist, from Huey, to Cindy, and all the other girls, had noticed their bank accounts magically brimming in money. They even recieved letters in the mail from Wuncler Industries that say they 'won' a special contest and that as winners, Wuncler Industries will pay for their entire tuition if they decide to study after high school.
To say that Cindy, Riley, and their crew was ecstatic would be an understatement. They were on top of the world. Spending their cash on the most exorbitant things.
A week after the heist, Huey had become the de-facto leader of the crew. He is the one in charge of finances, the one who makes the plans, the one who organizes and does all the paperwork. Cindy is not interested in all that admin shit, however as the taskmaster, the recruiter, and the manager, she manages her connections and friends into an organized team. Riley is the muscle, Cindy's co-manager, and in his own words the "Hood Nigga Specialist", which is Huey's way of convincing him to go snitching and act as an informant for things going on in the streets.
Huey had even incorporated some other people in the crew, some black, some mexican, some boys, and some adults, in contrasts to Cindy's white girls in denim jackets. He even recruited Caesar, that guy he met in class, after realizing that they share similar values and knew how to fight after being involved in Brooklyn's gang wars.
In fact, Huey organized the crew and had founded it into his first organization. He named it the Neo-Black Panther Party For Self Defense, or NBP for short. Jazmine even managed to tag along with Huey, as she was excited to be a part of an organization that did welfare projects for Woodcrest. In truth, the NBP is secretly funded by Wuncler Industries and with bottomless funding, Huey worked fast, he had setup a soup kitchen, cleaned up the town, had winter clothing donations for the homeless, partnered with the local shelters, and an assortment of other humanitarian efforts.
Jazmine followed him, she is his secretary, his confidant. Happy for her best friend to help so many people and see a small portion of his plans put to work.
"So, you're taking Mr. Freeman right?" Jazmine asks Huey.
"Yeah. I'm bringing him right now when I get to the house."
"Can I come with you?"
"If you want."
Jazmine and Huey are walking home afterschool, it is early December and Woodcrest is blanketed in snow. Jazmine holds Huey's hand despite his disapproval as they walk towards the Freeman house, side by side.
"Granddad! Let's go! I'm driving you to your doctor's appointment!"
"Boy! Can't you just leave me in peace! I'm an old man, I don't need a doctor to tell me I'm dying soon!"
"Granddad!" Huey shouts. "We've gone over this, I said you are going to the doctor today! They're gonna close the clinic soon, come on!"
"No Huey! I don't need no pills! Weed is legalized now! All I need is some weed and puff puff it will all get better! I don't need no white doctor no more!"
Huey sighs, next to him he sees Jazmine frowning. He turns to her. "A little help?"
Jazmine clasps her hands together as if pleading to Granddad. Her big eyes whimper to give him a sad puppy face. "Please Mr. Freeman? And after we get your checkup we can have some ice cream!"
Granddad relents. "Ohh okay fine... I can't say no to Cutie-pie but..." Granddad shudders. "Cutie-pie please don't let them give me a blood test..."
Huey crosses his arms with a scowl. "No guarantees. Let's go, I'll drive."
Huey forced him to get a blood test.
As they sat in the waiting room, a male doctor asks Huey and Jazmine to come his office. The doctor then closes the door and sits on his desk. He speaks. "Good evening my name is Dr. Sherman, you must be the children of the patient, Robert Freeman?"
Huey replies. "I'm his grandson. She's a friend of my-
Jazmine cuts him off. "I'm his girlfriend." She nods her head.
Dr. Sherman continues. "Oh... Well... Mr. Freeman, we've gone over the test results and there isn't anything too serious regarding Robert's condition. But I do want to discuss a few things with you, mainly his blood sugar, I highly suggest that you take a look on your grandfather's diet. Robert has a very high risk of getting Antiphospholipid syndrome or as we call it APS. It can occur in patients with high blood sugar and the jist of it is it makes the blood 'stickier' and less fluid. Stickier blood will lead to blood clotting and then lead to a risk of heart attacks."
Huey and Jazmine sit there taking the information in.
The doctor grabs some papers from his desk. "I have a few papers and brochures here which can help you and your grandfather formulate a healthier meal plan, we also have a few programs where you can consult with a nutritionist but I'll leave you and the patient to decide."
Jazmine takes one of the brochures and skims through it. Huey takes a look as well.
Huey then says. "Alright. Thank you doctor, is there anything else?"
"No that's all Mr. Freeman, I'll have to consult your grandfather and give him the news as well but after that you are all free to leave."
They leave the office. Huey looks annoyed. "Really Jazmine? Why'd you have to cut me off?"
Jazmine giggles. "Oh come on... I think it's official right?"
"First of all, we are not dating. Second, did you see the look on the doctor's face?! You're such a moron!"
"W- What did I say?"
"You said you were my Granddad's girlfriend! Damn, he gave you a second to correct yourself and you were just nodding your head like a bobblehead!"
Her cheeks turn red with embarrassment. "Oh... well... I retract that last statement! Also, new statement. I am now your girlfriend."
"No."
Jazmine smiles and grabs his arm. "Now come on Mr. Freeman! Let's go sit down! Oh, by the way. I love you!"
"Shut up..." Huey whispers in his breath.
"You liar! Huey you've become a bad influence on Cutie-pie! Look what you've done to Tom's girl! You said no blood test and they gave me a motherfuckin blood test! Cutie-pie said we were gonna get ice cream and you out here driving my own car back home! Boy I should've just stayed in the doctor's office and died in that chair cause after all these years of raising you boys all you've done is make my life a livin hell!"
"Granddad, no more ice cream and you ain't a goddamn child! The doctor told you to stop eating sugar!"
"Stop eating sugar-my ass! Who does he think he is telling me not to eat sugar, bitch, every food has damn sugar, oranges have sugar, meat has sugar, bread has sugar, does the nigga want me to stop eating? He ain't no doctor, he a goddamn con artist! Out here trying to sell me on some nutritionist shit. I ain't getting into contact with no nutritionist. Maybe if she's a hottie nurse but even then I still won't listen!"
"For fucks sake Granddad..."
"Boy! Watch your mouth! Cutie-pie is in the car!"
"What?! You swore 5 times already!"
"Nigga- shut the fuck up!"
After a long tumultuous ride home, Huey parks Dorothy in the driveway, in his head he had begun thinking about how to make Granddad eat healthier, for his own sake.
Granddad gets out of the car with a big grin and stretches his arms. "All done! Doctor said don't eat shit, blah blah blah and I'm fit as a whistle! Now if you will excuse me kids, I have a hot date tonight with Angelia and you know what Huey? I'm going to order a big fat juiccyyyy steak." Granddad smacks his lips. "mmMmmMmh! You know what they call it? Trans fat? Cholesterol? Yummy! Lemme slurp all them fatty nutrients, I'mma go say to the waiter: Uhh Excuse me sir, can I order a big fat tub of butter? Why Huey? Cause I ain't gon let no white man tell me what food to eat!"
Huey stands there scowling, a deep look of hate plastered on his face. Jazmine stands beside him frowning.
Jazmine asks. "W- what are we going to do Huey?"
"War."
Jazmine insisted on staying at Huey's place and help him with his plan. They wait in the living room while Jazmine watches the local news to learn what's new with Ed and Wuncler Industries while Huey reads a book. Soon enough, Granddad comes down the stairs wearing a suit and a really strong cologne as he gets ready for his date with Angelia, which unbeknownst to them is Caesar's mom.
Granddad stands behind the door and smacks his lips. As he opens the door he sings. "Eat food. Eat food. Eat fooooooooodddd. Gonna eat me some foooodd!"
Jazmine takes a peek at the curtains to see him drive away with Dorothy. She says to Huey. "He's gone."
"Let's get to work."
Huey and Jazmine takes a look at the fridge and takes inventory of everything unhealthy. Pretty much everything in the fridge is either meat or sauce or processed. Granddad is a pretty wealthy man and he spares no expenses with spending groceries, that's why when they open the freezer all they see is beef, chicken, and pork as far as the eye can see. Not a single vegetable except for potatoes.
Jazmine shrieks. "So much murder... oh my goodness Huey your fridge looks like a slaughterhouse!" She gets goosebumps under her skin.
Huey gestures at the dining table. "You handle the fridge... I'll handle the top freezer. Put it all on the table." Huey sighs.
After half an hour they managed to clean out Granddad's fridge and purged it of anything that's unhealthy (which was pretty much everything). They took everything and set it all on the dining table.
Jazmine reads all the labels. "Prime wagyu beef... Grade A whole chickens... Nova Scotian lobster... this is disgusting! Who eats $100 steaks?! The horror!"
Huey sighs. "Yeah the horrors of capitalism."
"What are we going to do with all this food!?" Jazmine says looking sickly. "All these cute farm animals who gave their lives just to be wrapped in packages!"
Huey lightens his scowl. "It's going to be a waste to throw it out. I know we're vegetarians but it's best to just donate it to the food bank... Is that okay with you?"
Jazmine exhales. "Yeah... better for someone who's hungry to eat it than throw it away."
They suddenly hear a sound from outside as if someone is walking to the front door, after a few seconds the door opens, they turn their heads to see Riley, who looks like he came home late.
"Shit! What you 2 doing?! You doing a buffet?! Shit, is this a weird ritual u vegans do where u eat meat when no one's looking?! The fuck is this?!"
Jazmine retorts. "No Riley! We're getting rid of your unhealthy food so that Mr. Freeman can eat better!"
"Mariah what?! Wha- w- No meat?! What?! Oh HELL NAW! Huey!? Why the hell you let this hoe raid our fridge!"
"Shut up Riley, Granddad's gonna get a heart attack if he keeps eating this stuff."
"No no no no no no... not the meats..." Riley puts his hands on his face, looking genuinely terrified. "Alright. I'm gone! I'm moving out! I'm gonna have dinner at C-Murph's crib! You 2 niggas can eat dirt and grass and shit! Goodbye!"
Riley leaves and slams the door shut. His loud footsteps can be heard to tell that's he's running.
Jazmine looks confused. "He's moving out?"
"Nah. He'll be back."
Huey and Jazmine put all the food in coolers, those large portable boxes which keep the meat cool, after they loaded up Jazmine's car Huey contacted the NBP, his new organization, and plan to drop it off to them as a food donation for the local shelters.
In a little over a month the NBP has established itself extremely fast. Wuncler Industries had provided everything for Huey, whether that would be funding, or expertise, or company resources. Courtesy of Ed as thanks for placing him in charge of the Wuncler fortune. The Wunclers had been a thorn on the side of Huey's family ever since they moved to Woodcrest but now the Wuncler name have become his friend and ally.
Huey has many plans for his future, he dreams of setting up organizations like NBP all throughout the world, spreading his values and ideas, helping the impoverished, liberating the middle class, and educating the masses... someone like Wuncler to help and NBP is just the beginning.
As they dropped off the food, Jazmine can't help but smile that her boyfriend is doing so much good in the world. The way he helps his granddad to eat better because he cares. The way he sets up donations to the food banks and soup kitchens to feed the homeless. And she is there, with him in the car. She's ready to drive him around and help, helping him in any way she can.
Huey looks over a list, a grocery shopping list that he had written down. "We got one more stop, to the grocery store."
"Okay... Huey..." Jazmine responds.
"Hey are you okay? It's getting kinda late, you sure you still want to help?"
"Of course..." Jazmine yawns, it is around 8:00 at night. "It's nothing. I'm having fun. Really."
Huey sighs. "Well thanks anyways... for the help."
Jazmine eyes twinkle. She starts the car and heads to the grocery store.
"Can I see the list?" Jazmine asks.
"Here."
She reads out loud. "Okay sooo... Tofu, soy milk, veggie burgers, spinach, potatoes, fresh fruit..."
A memory always pops into his mind whenever he visits this grocery store. This is the same store where Granddad met that hooker Cristal all those years ago. Ever since then this is Granddad's go-to place to grab groceries and for years he had been dragging Huey and Riley to this store out of a desperation that he might catch Cristal shopping here again.
Jazmine is almost as old as Cristal now when Granddad first met her. She's 17 and Cristal was 20. Huey feels disgusted at the thought of a woman as young as Jazmine throwing her life and selling her body like that. Another one into the list of all the wrong things in the world.
"Huey! Grab a shopping cart please!" She beams as she runs to a grocery aisle.
Huey scowls, grabs a cart, and follows her.
"Jazmine slow down! I have a budget!" Huey sees Jazmine already carrying a bunch of food in her arms.
Jazmine hums to herself as she gets overexcited with her shopping. "Look at this Huey! Vegan ice cream!"
"Too much sugar."
"How bout vegan steak? It says here that it's made out of mushrooms."
"Get 2."
"Okay... salad dressings?"
"Get the balsamic vinaigrette."
"Balsamic vini-what?" Jazmine asks.
"Vinaigrette." Huey grabs a bottle from the shelf. "Here. You should try it with a salad. It's good."
"Sure." Jazmine smiles. "Orange juice?"
"Careful with juice. Some add way too much sugar in it. Buy the one that says no added sugars."
Jazmine gives him a smirk. "Huey how do you know so much about eating healthy?"
"You just have to pay attention."
"Hmmm... makes sense." Jazmine yawns, feeling sleepy.
They continue shopping again and after an hour they finish. The lady at the cashier reads them their total. "$201.56 please."
Huey pays for the food out of his own money and he loads the groceries into Jazmine's car. He notices Jazmine looking fatigued. "Jazmine, you're getting sleepy."
"Yeah... I- It's okay."
Huey finishes loading the groceries. "Get in the passenger seat. I'll drive."
Jazmine listens and gives him the keys. They both get in and Huey starts the car to let it warm up.
"Look Huey. It's snowing..."
In December, Woodcrest always gets beautiful winters, the way that the snow gently fell, piling up on the grocery parking lot, it feels soothing and peaceful to Jazmine, who is curled up into a ball ready to doze off in her car.
Huey sees her struggling to keep her eyes open. He takes off his winter coat and places it on top of her.
"Here." Huey offers. "Use it as a blanket."
"mMmmm thanks Huey..." Jazmine takes a deep breath, inhaling his scent on the jacket. "...Wake me up when we get home... I love you."
"Yeah sure."
Huey's eyebrows felt weird. It's almost as if they found a reason to stop scowling. But he regains his grumpy demeanor and he drives off.