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Huey's POV

I went to the Dubois' house an hour earlier than I had told Jazmine that I was going in order to talk to Tom. This had gone on long enough and the closer I got to Jazmine as of recent the more I felt dumb for even listening to Tom.

Knock, Knock, Knock.

I readjusted the strap of the bag on my shoulder as I waited for Tom to come to the door.

I had texted him last night at the party after Emmanuel stepped in and started talking to Jazmine. It hit me hard that that could have been me if I hadn't have been persuaded by Tom to cease all contact with her.

*Flashback*

Caesar and I had just left our latest protest. This time we were protesting something that wasn't very popular in Woodcrest, the Black Lives Matter movement.

In protest of our protest a few white people came shouting All Lives Matter at us. All it took was for those around us to raise their picket signs higher than the white people were holding theirs for the police to be called.

Once the police arrived the white people were surrounded by them as a protective barrier against us. Unfortunately, no one had a Pepsi so things went downhill fast once we tried to continue our peaceful protest.

Luckily, Caesar and I were able to escape. We usually wouldn't have been at a protest as popular as the Black Lives Matter one because most of the people that support the movement are there because it is the new trend not because they actually care about the black lives that are being taken.

We were at this event because one of our good friends, Gloria, had asked us to go. She couldn't be there because she had gotten sick but she wanted us to go to represent her. Actually, she asked Caesar and he drug me along.

"Ceez I'm not doing that again," I said picking at the hole in my shirt which I had probably gotten running against the crowd to get to Caesar when he had fallen.

"You think I want to," he said stretching his arm that had likely been stepped on a few times during the rush to escape.

"I'm just saying the next time you want to enlighten people to the revolutionary movement make sure they go for the right movements and not the popular ones."

"Look man, Gloria meant well. Plus, you can't expect me to be able to teach someone something that we just know."

I just shook my head I could see the house up ahead and all I really wanted to do was relax. I was bruised and probably bleeding but I did not want to think too hard about that.

We were just walking up the driveway when I noticed Jazmine strawberry blonde puff balls bouncing down her driveway towards mine. She looked beautiful even in just a simple jean and t-shirt outfit. She was wearing a Tribe Called Quest T-shirt I had gotten her for her birthday the year before. It fit her nicely.

Damn, I can't think like that. If I get a 'problem' I'll never hear the end of it from Caesar.

"Hey Jazz, what's up with the first aid kit," Caesar asked staring at the kit in her hands that I had failed to notice.

"Well, I thought I'd come over to patch you guys up since I noticed you limping from down the lane," Jazmine smiled at me as she said but I knew she was talking about Caesar because he was the one limping.

I felt like we were the only ones there until Caesar slugged his arm around my shoulder.

"Let's head inside lovebirds. I've got a scratch on my leg that's starting to burn."

We walked inside to an empty house. Grandad had gone to the park to play chess with Ruckus and Riley was out with Gin and Rummy, no doubt getting into trouble.

Caesar and Jazmine followed me into the living room where I fell onto the couch in exhaustion. I watched Jazmine as she went to the coffee table to set up her first aid kit.

"Ok, who's going first?"

Caesar looked at me and grinned, "You can work on me first Nurse Jazzy. I'll request my tongue bath later," he winked at Jazmine and she blushed and smacked his arm. When he winced, she rubbed the spot she had just hit as an apology.

"That's what you get," I muttered under my breath.

Caesar turned back to me as Jazmine cleaned the wound on his leg. "What was that Freeman?"

"Nothing," I said turning on the TV so I could watch the news.

"Can we watch something other than the news for once?"

"Whose house is this? Do you live here? Do you even live in this neighborhood?"

Caesar threw up his hands in defeat but immediately put them down when Jazmine added alcohol to his wound.

"Damn Jazmine, if you were really mad at me you could have just said so."

She giggled at him. "No, I just had to make sure the wound was clean so it wouldn't get infected. If you could ACTUALLY have a peaceful protest." She looked pointedly at me while pressing the extra-large band-aid onto Caesar's leg.

"It's not my fault every time someone wants to say something about black lives white people get offended. I didn't even hit anybody this time."

"You hit me twice on the way here!"

"You don't count."

Jazmine moved closer to me. "Okay, Huey where do you hurt?"

I pulled up my shirt around my shoulder that had started bleeding. Someone must have grabbed and scratched my shoulder in their attempt to get away.

Jazmine poured some hydrogen peroxides on a cotton ball and sat with one leg under her facing me. She dabbed slowly at the wound and I winced slightly and turned to face her. Emerald met wine when she looked up into my eyes.

Suddenly, I didn't feel the burn anymore. I leaned forward slightly our lips almost touching when we jumped away from each other when Caesar smacked the coffee table in front of us.

Jazmine and I both turned to face him. Her, with a blush on her face, me with an incredulous look on mine.

"Huey turn the TV up we're on the news!"

I turned to the TV and just as Caesar had said we were on the TV not front and center like he made it sound. But, it was hard to not recognize my afro in a crowd.

"Are you going to turn it up or what?"

I turned the TV up and just as expected they were making us seem like we were criminals.

Yes, Chad. At the All Lives Matter peaceful protest today, Black Lives Matter supporters showed and up and got rough with some of the people that were already occupying the space. As you can see right here the Revolutionist, Huey Freeman.

"I'm retired," I huffed. Caesar and Jazmine shushed me as they continued to pay close attention to the news.

Well Tiffany, Freeman does have a history of being violent.

*Click*

"There is no need for us to watch them tell lies about us. Right?"

"Yeah, man. Your right. But I need to head home because if it's on the news nine times out of ten my mom has seen it and I'm sure you don't want her coming here to get me."

I shivered at the thought. The last time Caesar's mom had come to get him from the house I was worried that she was going to beat me too. Luckily, she didn't she just beat him all the way down the driveway and probably on the ride home.

"Alright Ceez, I'll see you later." Jazmine and I walked him to the door.

Once he had left Jazmine turned to me.

"C'mon Huey let me finish bandaging your shoulder."

I followed her back to the couch and we sat down in the same position we were before but this time the mood had changed. Being on the news was never a good thing for me because no one believed that I was retired and this would likely just confirm their suspicion about me.

"Um, I'm out of regular band-aids."

"Well, what other kinds of band-aids do you have?"

"Blue's Clues," she said looking at me sheepishly.

I blinked at her.

"I don't even want to know why you have Blue's Clues band-aid I just know I'm no wearing it," I huffed getting up to head towards the kitchen. Jazmine grabbed my hand stopping me.

"But Huey, what if you start bleeding again while you sleep and nothing is there to catch the blood and you bleed all over the sheets. Or what if you start bleeding and it doesn't stop because there isn't anything there to stop It and you bleed to death. I don't want you to DIE Huey. Just wear the band-aid Huey."

I pinched my nose between my forefinger and thumb, "If I wear the band-aid will you stop jumping to ridiculous conclusions."

She smiled at me and nodded her head in excitement.

I sighed and sat back down. I could never really say no to Jazmine even if I wanted to, and I usually didn't want to. She rolled my shirt back up on my shoulder and carefully placed the band-aid on my shoulder.

"There," she patted my shoulder, "you're all set."

I turned to look into her eyes again and just as I was about to say thanks someone interrupted`

"Jazmine! What are you doing?!"

"Daddy!" Jazmine hopped off the couch and stood up facing her father who was standing behind the couch with his arms folded across his chest.

"Jazmine, go home right now!" Tom was shouting and I really didn't know why but I knew was getting irritated quickly.

Irritation quickly turned into anger when Jazmine ran out of the house in tears closing the door behind her.

"Tom, why were you yelling at her. She wasn't doing anything wrong."

"Hanging out with you is wrong for her! Huey, you were just on the news, I thought you were through with this revolutionary bullshit. When you were younger I thought, this was an act, like you were playing pretend. But, do you know what they are calling you on the news right now Huey! They are calling you a terrorist."

I shrugged my shoulders, "Tom you know the media has their own way of spreading lie. You know I'm not a terrorist."

"Unfortunately, Huey it doesn't matter what I think. I want you and Michael to stay away from Jazmine," he sighed hanging his head.

"Tom, you can't do that!"

"I can and I am. I know you care about Jazmine but I need you to care about her safety right now and know that while you continue to do the things that you do you I won't allow you or Michael to have contact with her. It's about her safety Huey."

I looked down at my hands and then felt a twinge in my shoulder.

Caesar got hurt today really bad I would hate for that to happen to Jazmine… I would hate myself if that happened to Jazmine.

"You understand why I'm asking you to do this right, Huey?"

"Yes, I will stay away from her just to keep her safe."

*End Flashback*

Agreeing to that had to be the dumbest thing I've ever done.

The door opened and I stood up straight to be face to face with Tom.

He sighed and stepped to the side so I could walk in.

A/N: I really wasn't going to post today because a boy just played the fuck out of me, hurt my feelings and everything y'all. But, then I was like I need to post and not be a headass. Anyway, now you know why Huey ceased all contact with Jazmine. Sorry if this chapter is really bad, due to the circumstances I'm off my game.

To KateyBee42: Thanks so much I did not know what to call him. E was the first thing that came to my mind but I will definitely call him Manny.

To SpiceyWifey: I don't know how long he's going to be here right now I'm just going with the flow.

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