Thank you so much for all of your reviews! :) You guys are awesome. Since it's been labor day weekend I was able to write up chapter 3. I'm not sure when the next time I update will be. At least next weekend but no longer than a week and a half.
Che Black Diamond: Yes, Cairo is very psycho in this story. Lmao, you are funny! Hmmm, why is Jazmine tied to the bed? Well, maybe cause..just read to find out :)
bunnybabe247: Yea, Cairo is bold as hell for messing with Huey and thank you for not thinking I'm crazy. When I was writing it I was like "Where the hell did this come from?" but shrugged and continued to write. lol.
BananaMilkshake97 & Kendrickthemorningstar & ShellieB: Yea. It was hard writing the flashback because it was so graphic and cruel :/
treblegirl1: Keep reading to find out :)
Mimi: Awwww! Thank you so much, you're making me blush :)
Jazavelli: Cairo is crazy for what he did to grandad. He has some serious issues, but it will make the story much more interesting. Good point to bring out in Jazmine! I didn't think about that. Very good point. Yes, Jazmine still has the fairytale little girl mentality when it comes to stuff like that. Since she's never met Huey, she hasn't grown out of that really. I'm so glad you reviewed, though! I was worried like, Yo, where is Jazavelli at?! She's one of my favorite auhors and reviewers :( But, now I know you had to work. lol :)
MaixXii: Riley will definitely be in this story! No doubt about that. It was his grandad too, so he's going to be just as hungry for revenge as Huey, but in a more Riley way. You'll see.
.xox: Thank you! I try to be descriptive as possible :) And I'm happy you like my story.
Here's the next chapter. Enjoy! :)
Disclaimer: I don't own the Boondocks or anything related to it.
Chapter 3: The Plan
"I didn't get that power from gunz..coz there's no gunz in jail..I got that power from books and from thinking and strategizing... That's what I want little niggaz to see."-Tupac Shakur
Jazmine
"Maybe." A man said coolly with a smirk on his face.
My eyes quickly darted towards the door where the guy was standing. He was a tall dark-skin man with dreaded hair but his eyes or demeanor didn't seem as threatening and suffocating as the two people in front of me. What he said about my life now that was what made me fear him. I gulped again moistening my dry throat . Eyes staring at him defensively. "W-Who are you?" I asked the man.
He chuckled, tilting his head to the side slightly before replying. "Don't worry about that, cutie." Then he turned his attention to the others as if I was no longer there. "Huey wants all of us in the meeting room pronto," and turned to leave from the room. The woman rose from her seat and started to follow him, but the strange man's words interrupted their leave.
"Who's going to watch the princess Jazmine?" He said in a taunting tone and gave me another one of his blood-curdling smirks. I winced when he made an unwelcome emphasis on the word princess. It struck a chord known by only a few.
I hated how he said it. So mockingly and full of lecherous intent. It changed the term of endearment from the loving perception I know to more a revolting one. Only one person can say it with such adoration that makes my knees weak and turns my stomach into knots. And he was not that person.
-4 years ago-
The Dubois manor was lit up like the Fourth of July, full of vibrant energy. All of the guests were in the formal room mingling being good little socialites. Jazz musicians played on the stage to give the sophisticated gathering a homey atmosphere. Waiters roamed through the crowd to serve delicacies and alcoholic beverages. Security stood at almost every door my which is typical when catering to such prominent guests so everyone has a sense of protection. Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves, that is, everyone but me. I sat alone at the head table drumming my fingers along the surface of it, waiting for my parents to join me. So, I was sitting at the boring gathering surrounded by endless entertainment that failed to gain my interest. Since I usually held a firm place in the background at these events, I had plenty of time to do the only thing that did peak my interest - people watching. People ingrained in my memory were really predictable but sometimes - mostly depending on the amount of alcohol consumption - they would surprise me.
For example, let's take Mr. Jenkins. Millionaire bachelor aging by the minute who simply would not allow that to stop him from hitting on the youngest most gorgeous woman in the room. One time, the youngest most gorgeous woman in the room turned out to be the duchess of a small island in the Mediterranean. A very intimate grope later and about ten different security guards dog-piled him so fast someone would have thought he was the player running down the field about to make the winning touchdown. Slight giggles escaped my lips as I remembered that particular night. My eyes scanned the room to guess which poor young damsel be his next victim.
"Baby girl, what are you laughing about?" My dad asked me dressed in a black Armani suit and tie with my mother dangling on his arm in a gorgeous Dolce and Gabana baby blue sequence gown.
And then there he was.
Immediately I noticed a light skin blemish-free man around my age standing next to them. I'm not usually one to gawk like I have no sense, and I'm sure I was for a moment, but quickly regained my composure and continued to analyze his features in the next moments. His hair was shaved low but low enough not to see the start of a beautiful dark-brown curl pattern. He had gorgeous chocolate brown eyes I'm sure that's broken hearts of many. I couldn't help but glance up and down his tall yet lean physique through his grey suit. Standing at a good foot taller than me towering over my 5'2 form.
I blushed and immediately straightened my face up then shook my head. "Nothing," I murmured bashfully. What the hell is wrong with me? I've never been one to become so flustered in front of a guy. No matter how fine they were. Usually i'd be able to hide whether or not I felt attraction towards the opposite sex but something about this encounter was different. I didn't like it - not one bit.
He didn't push any further and proceeded to change the subject "Baby girl, I want you to meet someone special." He turned towards the unknown guy and continued, "Cairo this is my daughter Jazmine. Jazmine this is Cairo."
I nodded at Cairo in acknowledgment and he flashed me a polite smile, exposing his pearly whites. God, that smile!
My father voice interrupted my daze. "A young man who's the nephew of JD. He's got a lot of things going for him and I think you'd get along great with him."
Now that I think about it, Cairo did sound somewhat familiar. I always remember JD teasing me that he would set me with his nephew which would cause me to blush uncontrollably and deny any chance of that happening. It's strange I haven't met him before since his uncle and my father are extremely close. I could just feel the onslaught of instigating JD would cause know that I finally met his nephew. My eyes rolled playfully. "So you're the one JD keeps harassing me about?"
Cairo chuckled sheepishly and put a hand behind his head. "Guilty. Yea that sounds like something Unc would do."
"Nevermind JD and his silliness, listen to your father. Cairo's a very promising young man!" My mother agreed, piercing me with urgent parental pressure became overwhelming once my father joined her equally piercing scrutiny.
I looked down at my hands and blushed again. My parents are so embarrassing! God, I don't think they can be any more blunt. I'm definitely not stupid and it's not like this is the first or last time it will happen. They're always trying to set me up with some guy. I remember one time my mom asked if I was a lesbian because they've never seen me with a man before. No I'm not a lesbian, I just prefer to focus on school and my interests rather than guys. There's plenty of time for guys. They can wait. But that doesn't mean I don't spot decent eye candy of the opposite sex every now and then. The inner fan girl in me was practically eye raping poor Cairo.
"Oh, ok..." I trailed off, trying to sound unimpressed.
"Your mother and I need to talk to more people. How about you let Cairo keep you company?" Without even allowing me to make up an excuse, they rushed off toward one of their many friends and left me with Cairo.
Oh, great. Just humiliate me beyond repair and leave me to pick up the pieces. They get a 'F' for wing man skills if that's what they were going for. Their parenting is in question as well. I mentally sighed in my head. Cairo sat down next to me with that million dollar smile from earlier.
"Hello," he began smoothly.
I studied my hand still but replied with a curt "Hello."
"How are you this fine afternoon?" He asked courteously.
I flicked an invisible piece of dirt from under my nails as I continued to inspect them. "Hmm. Fine, I guess."
My eyes could see from their peripheral vision that his head shook lightly. "Am I really not that interesting? Ouch. There goes my ego," he said chuckling.
I smiled a small smile, feeling a little bad for being short with him and looked at him. I'm just so used to being that way with the guys my parents select for me and I come across as rude and irritable to someone I barely know. Although I'm not giving him a real shot there's no harm in another friend to add to my circle. "No, it's not that. It's just that... I wasn't born yesterday. I know what my parents are doing." My eyes rolled, aggravated by the whole situation. "Don't tell me you don't know what they're doing, it's really obvious"
He looked back to where my parents were standing with a confused look then turned to me and seriously said, "I don't know. What are they doing?"
I gave him a look that screamed 'Are you serious?'
He chuckled again and gave me another one of his smiles. "I'm just kidding. Of course I know what they're doing...Actually, I was hoping it would work too. Because I'd love to have the chance with a beautiful lady like yourself." He reached for my hand and gently kissed it, making me blush in the process.
"..." My mouth was forming into shapes but no words came out. Like everything that made me function stopped working for a moment. I just stared at him.
"You don't have to say anything. Unless it's a yes."
I looked at him confused as to what he was talking about. "Yes to what?"
He flashed me that smile again and I heated up again. "Let's head outside for fresh air," he looked around. "I can tell you don't like this crowd."
My mouth formed a small 'oh' and I nodded my head yes. He stood up faster than I and held out his hand for me to get up. Instantly, I took it and followed him to the backyard. His hand was warm and comforting. There were a few people out here because there was an open bar next to the pool, but thankfully not as much people as inside. It was congested in there and I was grateful for the fresh air that filled my nostril and took an exaggerated inhale as soon as my skin felt the cool night breeze. We took a seat at a small white-marble round table with two chairs across from each other. He took out my chair so I could sit down and I did, feeling pampered with his gentleman gestures.
"Well, you're quite the gentleman, aren't you?" I gave him a small smile as he was sitting down in his seat.
"Always."
"You really need to stop making me blush," I said, turning my head away from him playfully. "I'm sure I look like a tomato right now."
"Oh, so my charm is working?" He asked with an arrogant smirk and an eyebrow rose.
I rolled my eyes lightheartedly. "Don't get ahead of yourself, Casanova." A waiter came by, offering us drinks which we both gladly accepted.
When I finished my sip, I cleared my throat and began to make small talk. "So, Cairo...Where are you from?"
His cup was placed down on the table as he was swallowing his sip. "I'm from south Chicago originally. A really bad area... But after a few incidents happened I moved here to live with my uncle and straightened myself up. From now on I'm on the straight and narrow path."
I nodded my head. As much as I would like to disagree with my parents' adamant matchmaking oppurtuniteis, I actually did enjoy Cairo's company. Never had I laughed so much and felt so entertained and comfortable with someone I just met. We just clicked. Unlike the uptight previous suitors my parents referred me to; Cairo was so down to earth and had such a likable aura about him.. We talked for twenty more minutes until we decided to head back inside to join my parents before they started worrying about where I was. He was being a gentleman, like before, but this time when I took his hand to get up I stared into his eyes and it seemed like we were getting closer and closer. I could feel his minty fresh breath and earthy men's cologne he had on. Our lips were about to touch when, "We got to head inside. The dinner is about to start, princess."
"Of course," I mumbled blushing yet again madly and took his arm to head inside.
No, it was not the cliche love at first sight. I felt an uncontrollable attraction but that wasn't love. Instead, this was the beginning of a friendship that would bud into something more intimate and become the best years of my life with the man i wanted to spend the rest of my life with.
All I want is to be is safely wrapped in his arms right now.
My eyes started to tear up but blinked them back before they had a chance to fall. I refused to allow these people see me cry. They'd probably laugh at me or enjoy seeing my pain before them like the sick beings they are. I wasn't going to let them to have that satisfaction. I've got to be strong.
"Oh, yea." The dreaded man paused for a moment, remembering my presence. "Well, someone's going to be outside of the door but Huey needs the main crew to the meeting room asap."
They left, leaving me to a cold empty room. I felt helpless and scared out of my mind. What are they going to go to me? Why am I tied to the bed? Did something happen? I looked down at myself and noticed my clothes weren't damaged or messed with. Still in the same condition as before. I sighed a breath of relief, but then I regained my horrified look as my thoughts started to wander to a darker place. Will they hurt me? Will they...rape me? With no one to bear witness, tears finally started to trickle down my face. I was trapped in this situation and I didn't know what was going to happen to me. If I was going to make it out alive of here. If I was going to see my parents or my beloved Cairo ever again. Nothing was certain and I was stuck in a gray area. The tears I held back fell down more rapidly and I cried myself to sleep. Wishing this was not reality and only a horrible nightmare I could escape as soon as my eyes opened.
Huey
I looked around the room approvingly noticing that everyone was present around the long rectangular glass table. I was at the head of the table with Caesar to my right and Hiro to my left. Riley sat next to Hiro and Cindy sat across from Riley. My arms gently grazed the table with my hands intertwined together and my body sat upright in the chair. It was time to get down to business. "How is the girl?"
Hiro answered for me. "She's secure in the room with a guard outside her door on rotation 24/7. The only window in the bathroom is barred from the outside. She has no chance of getting out."
"Alright." I cleared my throat and continued. "You all know why we're here. Cairo needs to be taken out, and I don't mean just killed. No, not yet. That's too easy. I want to make sure he slowly has everything taken from him so that he has no one, nothing left to hold onto. It needs to be so malicious that he's on the ground, like a broken man, in front of me begging for mercy. I want to make him suffer like he did to Grandad. So here's what I have planned. Hiro, I need you toget in contact with your team and tighten up security. We're going to need it soon. Caesar, you need to find out more information on Don Dubois through that friend you know that works for him. Cindy, keep going undercover at that Club Cairo's crew frequently hangs out at. Drug one of the guys and give them the truth serum to find out Cairo's future plans, events, etc. Find out everything about the gang. But most importantly, find out what other enemies he has. Riley, you-"
"Why the hell you planning everything? I say we just go and take out all them niggas so we won't have to deal with them no more. All this planning and shit is just stalling the process." He bellowed, anger evident in his voice. His eyebrows were furrowed and he was staring at the table with his arms folded against his chest impatiently.
I glared at him. Sometimes I wonder how I'm related to him. There's a reason why I'm in charge and he's not. If he was, we'd all be dead by now. "Yea, if you want to put a death sentence on all of us. Cairo is tied to Don Dubois and always has some of his men near. If we go in his place to start shooting, Dubois's guys will come and we'll be killed. That won't help any of us and Cairo will get away. So explain to me how your suggestion is appealing?"
Cindy cut in, trying to reason with my idiot brother. "Riley, chill out. Your brother knows what he's doing."
Riley's intense eyes snapped on Cindy. "Shut the fuck up. Your Grandad wasn't the one who was murdered so just do the job you were assigned and stay out of this conversation, alright?"
Cindy sunk back in her chair, a flash of hurt flashed through her face but it was quickly replaced with her usual mean mug.
Riley continued with his rant. "Then when are we goin' to kill Cairo? Your plan seems like it takes forever and I aint up for letting that nigga roam around all high and mighty like he can do shit like that and get away with it. Grandad is gone and it's his fault. What the hell you waiting for? Grandad deserves better than letting his killer walk around free! Do you understand that?" He raised his voice, but this time he was looking straight at me in the eyes as if trying to strike a nerve. We were in an intense glaring session until I finally spoke up.
"He was my Grandad too. Cairo will get what he deserves, but I want to be around to see his downfall. We need to do this accordingly and your so-called plan is everything but that." I shot at him, annoyed that he would question my eagerness to kill Cairo.
He slumped back in his chair mumbling, "Whatever nigga."
I let out a frustrated sigh and turned my head to Caesar and listened to what he was about to say. "Where does the girl come into all of this?"
I smirked. "She's the fiancée of Cairo. Full of innocence but also the pride and joy of Dubois. You all know JD is Cairos' uncle and one of Dubois' closest allies. Their marriage would be a symbol of an unbreakable alliance between JD and Dubois, ultimately making Cairo the successor of the Dubois enterprise. If Dubois finds out his precious daughter has been kidnapped because of Cairo, he won't be happy. Plus all the things I have planned will show how incompetent of a husband and successor he would be. Therefore, relationship between Cairo and Dubois will start to deteriorate. Cairo will be in deep shit trying to figure out who did it when we've left no clues. He has too many enemies to count and according to an inside source he really believes that we are too broken to retaliate. By the time he gets to us and figures it out it'll be too late."
"What do you mean by 'it'll be too late'?" Hiro questioned.
"By then he would be going crazy, Dubois' trust completely lost, his gang in shambles with a weak person in power. Dubois wouldn't give a shit about his protection because he'd see him as too much of a burden to care to protect. Cairo would be vulnerable and that's when we strike. Although he still has gained quite a large security detail over the years we have more skilled connections to compete with his."
"What do we do with the girl in the meantime?" Cindy asked.
"We'll keep her here locked up. She will constantly be supervised and make sure that no one touches her. Her innocent nature is what makes her special, and I will use that to my advantage in the future to negotiate with Don Dubois. She needs to come out of this how she came here. If anyone tries to harm her- I mean anyone. They've compromised the entire mission and will be executed."
"Man, fuck that idea! We should have as much fun with the bitch, that's what I say. I mean have you seen her? If we doin' your slow ass plan might as well do other things to make the time go by." Riley boasted. I mentally slapped the palm of my hand to my face in my mind. If he wasn't my brother, I would have shot him already.
Caesar and Hiro started nodding their heads and making comments agreeing with him while Cindy was fuming. "Whatever! She aint even all that cute." Cindy said disdainfully. Riley, Caesar, and Hiro all looked at her like 'Bitch, are you blind?'
"Do I sense some jealousy from, C-Murph?" Caesar teased with a goofy smirk on his face.
Cindy folded her arms and pouted. "Naw, I'm just being real."
"Yea, real. Real wrong." Hiro slipped in, causing Caesar and Riley to laugh and Cindy's face to turn even sourer.
What the fuck is this?! I slammed my fists on the table, causing everyone to snap out of their meaningless side conversation. "No one's fucking around with the girl! If you are not going to take this seriously, then get the fuck out!" I said forcefully, gesturing my head towards the door and gave them an enraged glare. No one moved, just waited for me to continue. "You are all fucking ridiculous." I was too pissed off to think straight and my mind drew a blank, so I just left them there in silence and headed to the room where the girl was at.
The guard was standing at the door like Hiro said and greeted me "Hello, boss." He moved to the side so I could go through the door. I nodded in acknowledgment and walked into the room.
She was tied up to the bed sleeping with tear streaks down her face. Why the hell is she tied up to the bed?! I thought furiously. They must have already started traumatizing the woman. So much for that warning obviously said too late. I sighed and took out my stainless steel pocket knife from the pocket of my suit and went over to the headboard of the bed. Gently, I touched her arm and where the rope was in order to slide the knife underneath to cut it. I was about to until a pair of emerald eyes opened and the girl started to scream, which threw me completely off guard and made me cause an accident.
The knife slid from under the knot and grazed my thumb. "Shit!" I exclaimed angrily, placing by thumb to my mouth to put pressure on the oozing liquid. A salty copper taste invaded my tongue. The girl was still screaming. It's a good thing this building is soundproof. Christ. I placed my hand around her neck roughly and forced her to look in my eyes. "I could break you right now. Stop screaming or I'm going to let you stay bandaged up. When I let go and you're still screaming, I'm going to finish you myself. Understand?" I said in a cold menacing tone.
Of course I wouldn't actually finish her off it was simply for intimidation purposes which was successful. She calmed down instantaneously only able to nod with eyes full of terror. I removed my hand and she didn't scream.
I continued to cut off the rope and when I was finished she was rubbing on her red bruised wrists. Timid eyes looked anywhere but mine. Her hands went to her throat, rubbing it and coughing. I turned to leave but her small voice stopped me. "Ummm..."
I turned back around to face her and gave her uninviting gaze. Her eyes wouldn't meet mine and her lips were pursed. "Ummm...I need to use the bathroom."
My eyes rolled. That's it? Hiro and Cindy were supposed to do this, so why am I explaining this to her. I pointed to a door on the other side of the bed. "That leads to the bathroom," I turned back around and pointed towards the front door and entrance to the room. "That is off limits. If you go out, you're as good as dead. Knock on the door for food and water. That's it." I turned back around to face her and saw her get up to go to the bathroom.
My body turned away from her and headed toward the door to leave but was interrupted by a tiny meek voice. "Thank you... For untying me"
I shrugged her off and didn't answer back as I continued to walk out of the room. The guard was still there, moving slightly so I could move past him. I walked towards my office but on my way I went through the living room where everyone was at watching TV and talking about something. Once they realized I was in the room they became extremely quiet still on edge from my earlier outburst. Dialogue from the TV was to only audible sound.
I ignored their eyes glued to me and continued to my office until I paused and asked them a question that ran through my mind. "Whose idea was it to tie the girl to the bed?"
I could hear Cindy and Hiro chuckle. When Cindy took a break from laughing she answered for them. "It was Hiro's crazy ass idea. Had the girl waking up worrying like crazy and shit with her hands bound up like that. She looked terrified"
"Hey. You just said to bring the girl. You never said I couldn't have any fun... Well before the meeting." Hiro reasoned.
Should have known. I continued walking towards my office. Sick fuck... Hiro is the sadistic one of the group.
