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Now I do not own The Boondocks or do I DUN DUN DUN .

No just kidding I do not own it.

Anyway here is chapter 2, enjoy.

Chapter 2

"...Huey...Are you stupid! Why are you doing drugs, you idiot!"

She had tears in her eyes, could it be that she still cared for me. She shook her head and wiped the tears from her eyes.

"After all these years you still manage to make me cry." She said.

"Jazmine...I'm sorry...don't leave,please." I pleaded.

She looked at me with a confused expression and spoke again.

"Well I can't leave my patient so I guess we're stuck together."

She reached in her bag looking for something and I took this time to look at her. She really had grown from when I had last saw her. Her hair was not in a huge afro puff anymore, she wore it down and curly. She was also a bit taller, and not because of the black heels she had on either. She looked so stunning in that beige pencil dress, It showed off her curves. I wanted to reach for her,kiss her, hug her. I wanted her to do the same and love me the way she used to. I snapped out of it as soon as she began speaking.

"I have to schedule you in a rehab session. Your brother got my dad to convince the judge, so you only have to go to rehab for six months. I'm going to be working with you during that time." She said as she wrote in a black notebook.

Her voice had changed too. It still had the sound of her old voice but it sounded more mature, but still feminine.

"Doctor Philips said you should be out in a day or two. So after you are out call this number and schedule an appointment with me,tell the secretary you want to schedule an appointment with Ms. Dubois."

She handed me her buisnes card before walking out the door, leaving me once again.

I walked around the courtyard with Riley, I had told him that a therapist had came to see me but I did not tell him it was Jazmine.

"She told me you made Tom persuade the judge."

"Your welcome. Aren't you happy you just gotta go to rehab for six months, you could have went to jail." Riley said.

I looked at him and thanked him for what he did.

"You should be thanking Tom not me. He actually wanted to help despite what you did to his little girl."

I closed my eyes. I wanted to see her again, the Jazmine that loved me not the Jazmine that despised me. I needed it so bad. I wanted to do it so I could see her. I opened my eyes as soon as Riley spoke.

"Huey are you ok? Your sweating like a bitch."

I stopped thinking about drugging myself. Riley needed me to be clean so I would do this for him.

"It's nothing Riley, I'm just hot that's all."

"Nigga its 45 degrees out here."

I shook my head.

"Let's go inside."

I had been dismissed from the hospital two days later and the first thing I did was go visit Grandad. I walked inside his room. He was to weak to walk so his doctor had told him to stay in bed for a couple of days, surprisingly Riley managed to make him listen.

"Boy come here, You never come to visit your grandaddy."

Grandad did not know I did drugs and was in the hospital, he thought I was working.

"I'm sorry, I've just been busy."

Riley looked away, since he knew the truth.

"It's fine boy as long as you're here now."

Grandad started to cough.

"Did you take your medicine old man?"

"Who are you calling old? Don't let me jump up and beat your ass-"

Grandad started to cough again. Riley just rolled his eyes.

"I take that as a no."

He reached for some pills and handed two of them to Grandad. He swallowed it and handed the empty glass of water to Riley.

"I'm tired." Grandad said as he closed his eyes and snoozed off.

Riley and I walked downstairs and sat on the couch. I gotta give it to him he really got everything under control. The old Riley could have not handed this situation well. Before he graduated he had got his licence so he did not have to rely on me to drive him around, which I probably could have not since that's when I started LSD in the first place. Now that I think about it I missed his graduation because of it.

"I'm sorry Riley. I'm truly sorry."

"Yeah nigga I know. Are you hungry?" He asked me before walking to the kitchen.

"No I'm good." I informed him.

I looked around the living room, and even though it had been a few months since I've been here, nothing had changed. Riley came back with a sandwich in his hand and a soda can in the other. He turned the Tv on and switched it to the news. I guess this was his way of telling me that he missed me and still cared. We watched it in silence for a good hour until he dropped me off at my apartment. When I walked in I noticed everything was clean, I guess Riley must have gotten one of his female friends to clean and get rid of the drugs. I went into the bathroom and hopped into the shower right away. After a good ten minutes I was out and dressed in my night clothes. I checked the time on my Samsung. It was almost six o'clock so I decided to dial the number Jazmine had given me. It rung five times until someone answered.

"Hello this is Sheryl, how may I help you?"

"Hello Sheryl, I want to schedule an appointment with Ms. Dubois."

"Oh yes let me check when she's available."

I could hear her typing on her keyboard.

"Is tomorrow at one ok?" She asked me.

"Yes that's fine." I informed her.

"Ok Mr...?"

"Freeman, Huey Freeman."

"Ok Mr. Freeman, see you tomorrow at one."

I hung up after thanking her. I sat on my couch and closed my eyes. I want to see her smile so bad, I want her to love me again. I want her to never leave me aswell. I started to crave it again, just like this morning I began to sweat. I needed to see the Jazmine that loved me, the Jazmine that would never leave me. I clenched my eyes shut and tried to picture her, but the only Jazmine I saw was the Jazmine that hated me. The Jazmine that left me. She stared at me with those green eyes, the same eyes that reflected so much love for me were now replace with hate. I abruptly opened my eyes and gripped my hair with so much force. I stood up and headed to a bookshelf where I kept my spare drugs hidden. I grabbed the syringe from the hiding spot and injected it into my arm. I needed this. I needed to see her. I know that I had vowed to stop and I will, right after I see her. Right after I see the Jazmine who loves me once more.

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