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Chapter 16: The Truth Hurts…

The next morning in Suite 803 (Riley and Carmela)

Riley was snoring extremely loud, Carmela however was far from sleeping. She was sitting up on the bed on the phone smiling.

"So I'll meet up with ya in Flushing later on?" a mystery voice asked.

"Of course baby, I gotta go now…" Carmela quickly hung up the phone as she noticed Riley beginning to wake up.

"Mornin' sunshine…" Riley slowly opened his eyes.

"Sup baby!" Carmela gave Riley a peck on the cheek.

"You ready to head out to Flushing?"

"Sure." her grin resembled the devil's.

One week ago, around 12AM in Jazmine's room…(Flashback)

It was another one of those weekends where Tom and Sarah had to go to an NAACP convention somewhere across the country. Even though she was nearly an adult, Jazmine still was afraid of being alone. She had herself tucked deep into covers to keep all unwanted visitors out. Suddenly she snapped out of her thoughts as her cell phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Jazmine, you're still up?" a concerned voice asked.

"Of course I am, Huey." Jazmine pouted. "I'm lonely! I need you…"

"Jazmine I think it's best I stay here." Huey said calmly.

"Why baby?" she whined. "I someone warm to embrace, to help me put on a smiley face!"

"Don't think you're going to win any points because you are using Gnarls Barkley lyrics." he chuckled.

"Come on…you know you wanna be with me right now. My parents aren't home, we can cuddle and sleep together."

"And by sleep you mean close our eyes and drift into a slumber?" he asked. Jazmine could tell when he asked that question he arched his eyebrow.

"Duh!"

"Well okay, I'm on my way." he then hung up his phone.

Five minutes later…

Huey and Jazmine were lying in the bed in each other's embrace. Jazmine made herself comfortable on his chest, while he wrapped his arm around her slender waist.

"Huey?"

"Yes?"

"I was talking to Cindy the other day about something."

"Something like…"

"Like sexual relations." she blushed. "Cindy said she talked to Caesar about it and they might take a shot at it during our trip."

"That's good for them." Huey replied in an annoyed tone. "What does this have to do with us?"

"You've never thought of doing anything like that with me?"

"Maybe…" he then closed his eyes.

"Show me then." she purred and got on top of him.

End Flashback…

Now in Suite 801 (Huey and Jazmine)

The rays of golden sunlight gave the room a brilliant bright color. The rays outlined the bodies of Huey Freeman and Jazmine Dubois. Love is what definitely what keeps them ticking. Jazmine slowly traced her index finger along Huey's detailed bare chest. She lovingly snuggled her head into it. She could stay like this for an eternity.

"Jazmine…" Huey muttered.

"Yes?"

"I think you need this." he handed her his afro pick.

"I love you, Huey Freeman." she smiled placing the pick into her nappy jungle hair. "Have no fear though. I'm going to fix my hair up for that concert tonight."

She got up from the bed to grab her hot iron, but quickly made a detour towards the bathroom. Sounds of her vomiting filled the small suite.

"Again? Damn there's no way…" Huey smacked his forehead.

One hour later…

"Ok, how do I look?" Jazmine posed for Huey.

Jazmine had on extra-small pink hoody which hugged her upper body perfectly. She also had on some tight dark blue carpis with some pink and dark blue Bathing Apes Chompers. Last but not least, she had her straightened and it was just flowing down her back.

"Bathing apes?" Huey gasped.

"Yea, I got me sum bathin' apes!" Jazmine mocked Soulja Boy with relative ease.

"Don't ever do that again."

"Right-o"

"Or say that."

"…"

"Ah…silence is golden." Huey then wrapped his arms around Jazmine's waist.

KNOCK-KNOCK!

"Who is it?" Jazmine barked.

"It's me!" Cindy yelled back through the door. Fearsome had on one of Caesar's red hoody, a pair of tight black dress pants and black and red NIKE SB Dunks. Her hair was in one long braided ponytail.

"Oh hold on a sec…" Jazmine then stared back into Huey's eyes. They slowly let the magnetism of their love attract themselves together. Pure bliss is what took over their body until..

KNOCK-KNOCK!

"C'mon Huey, you can get some later!" Caesar laughed. Cindy slapped Caesar so hard spit flew from his smart mouth. Caesar held his cheek and his eyes tear up. The dreadhead had on a black long-sleeved Public Enemy t-shirt, faded blue Ecko jeans and some all black Air Forces.

A/N: If you ever got slapped really hard in the face, you would know that's what happens. He's not crying…HE AIN'T NO LITTLE BITCH!

"Oh I'm so sorry honey." Cindy wrapped her arms around Caesar's neck.

"Um…excuse me, but would you two like to borrow my room?" Huey asked as the door flew open.

"HA! Good one…so where are we going?" Caesar asked.

"Statue of Liberty!" Cindy suggested.

"Good idea. We can get a good view of the whole skyline." Huey said. The revolutionary had on a burgundy and white rugby long sleeved polo, some black Wrangler jeans and tan Timberland boots.

A few hours later…in Flushing, Queens, New York.

"Well we're here, this is my kingdom." Carmela grinned as she pointed towards the sky.

"Wow…this place is really hood!" Riley noticed some bloods on a nearby corner.

"It's okay, they won't hurt you…" Carmela flashed him her pink Desert Eagle.

'Oh shit…what am I'm gettin' into?' Riley cowered in his mind.

"MELA IS THAT YOU?" a light skinned bald guy dressed in all red called out.

"VICK, CHICO! WUTS REALLY GOOD?" Carmela hugged her long time gang affiliate.

"Not too much. Mario has been missin' ya…" Vick looked at Riley. "Who is this bitch ass nigga?"

"He's my…" Carmela paused. "Friend. Riley."

"Oh well I hope he can survive these mean streets."

'Why did she call me her friend…we're more than that!' Riley frowned.

"Mela, you're back!" a young Hispanic teenager ran up to Carmela and pulled her into a deep lustful kiss.

Riley couldn't believe what he was seeing. The love of his life was in another guy's arms.

"What's wrong, Young Reezy?" Carmela broke off the kiss.

"Why…Mela, what the HELL did I do to you?"

"Nothin' really…just you're boring." Carmela sighed. "Plus you're lame ass brother tried to turn me into a saint and it ALMOST worked."

"Mela, don't you understand that I…" Riley then blew a mental fuse and charged at Mario.

Carmela's secret lover got into fighting stance and awaited for Riley to attack. Riley then swung for Mario's head and missed barely. Knowing that Mario was going to dodge the right hand, Riley followed up with a left uppercut which connected with perfection. Mario fell to the ground and held his jaw in pain.

"I've got a vicious right hand but you know what?" Riley smirked. "My left is quick too!"

Mario then held his fist up and on cue a flock of gang members ran up on Riley with the firearms out.

"Riley, I used you. Let's face it." Carmela then withdrew her pink DE. "I could never fall in love with a fake ass thug."

"Yea homes, she needs a real man." Mario got up from the ground walked over to Carmela. The two then shared a lustful kiss in front of Riley's eyes.

"You…y-you…BITCH!" Riley growled.

"Get em' boys." Mario snapped his fingers. Instantly all the gang members flew at Riley and began to stomp a mudhole and walk it dry.

As Carmela witnessed the beat down she felt a tear stroke down her cheek. "Thanks for lovin' not the thug in me…"she whispered to no one.

She knew deep down she still cared for Riley. But Woodcrest wasn't the place for her, she needed the thug life back, so she got it.

Riley couldn't see out of his right eye, it was swollen shut completely. He couldn't believe he was being stomped by fifteen different guys. His body felt like it was on fire, but his heart felt like it got the lethal injection.

"Why Mela why?" Riley faded off.

Later that night at LICH (Long Island College Hospital

"Riley!" Jazmine yelled as she nearly kicked the door down.

"Sup Mariah?" he barely managed to crack a smile.

"Oh my…who did this to you?!" Jazmine asked on the verge of tears.

"Carmela." Huey sighed walking into the room "Once a thug always a thug. Should have never trusted her."

"Huey…" Riley coughed. "Ima make her pay what she owes!"

"Riley, chill man. She's not worth it." Huey said sternly.

"Nah she is, I love that woman." Riley moaned. "I'm not goin' to hurt her, just those niggas that jumped me!"

"You will get killed!" Jazmine cried.

"Don't care right about now, at least I died for a cause." Huey had heard enough and slapped Riley in the face.

"Look." Huey held his head down. "I know you love Carmela, she loves you too deep down. She's a thug though and you're…Riley."

"Huey has a point, just move on." Jazmine squeaked as Huey wiped some stray tears off of her face.

Suddenly Riley's phone started ringing.

"Now you know yo ass is suppose to have this off!" Huey growled as he walked over to the mobile.

"Get that fo' me…" Riley said.

Huey sighed and flipped open the phone.

"Hello?"

"Riley!"

"This isn't him, CARMELA!" Huey emphasized on her name. "What the hell do you want?"

"Huey, this is serious." Carmela said in a serious tone.

"You've got five seconds."

"Mario and his boys have a hit on Riley!"

"What? Why? This is all your fault!" Huey said in frustration.

"No, I don't want to lose Riley! It's just this thug shit has got me trapped! I thought it was going to stop when they jumped him…" her voice confessed full of hurt.

"It is like I told you before. You can change, change is good."

"I'll try again…but you need to keep your eyes out. They want him dead in cold blood." she cried.

"I will." Huey then closed the cell phone.

"What did that bitch say?" Riley asked.

"She said she still loves you." Huey told him with a smile.

"If she does, then why'd she let me stomped out?"

"She's afraid, Riley." Huey then walked over to Jazmine, who was silently crying in her chair. He gently rubbed her back. "She's afraid of what those guys would do to her."

"I'll kill em!"

"No, the best thing we can do is leave this place now."

"I ain't leavin without Mela!"

Huey sighed. "You're in no condition."

Riley's phone rang again.

"Yes, Carmela." Huey answered.

"This ain't Mela, nigga!" Mario chuckled.

"What? Where is she then? This is her number."

"Here." then the sound of a clip being inserted into a firearm was here. "With me buddy; AK-47."

"You wouldn't…" Huey warned.

"Yes I would but if you perhaps bring a certain nigga that split my chin up to my hideout. She just MIGHT be OKAY." he laughed.

"Where is your hideout located?"

"In Prospect Park Zoo."

"A zoo? Isn't that in…" Huey rubbed his chin. "Brooklyn?"

"Bingo! DING-DING-DING! Bring him here and Mela stays alive."

"What happens to my brother then?"

"Nothing, I just want to have a friendly chat." Mario laughed. "You got til midnight." the line then went dead.

"Shit! That's only thirty-seven minutes from now!"

"Thirty-seven minutes?" Riley coughed.

"Thirty-seven minutes until they kill Carmela."

"Oh hell no! I'm comin' too, Huey!" Riley winced in pain as he tried to sit up.

"No. You're hurt, I'll take care of this."

"So what…" Riley then stood up from the hospital bed. His body was extremely bruised and his ribs and right shoulder were taped up. "They aren't gonna hurt the woman I love!"

Jazmine then got up from her seat and ran to the bathroom inside of the room. The sounds of her throwing up filled the room. A foul stench followed afterwards.

"C'mon Huey, let's go!" Riley said while putting his clothes back on.

"Wait up, I gotta check on Jazmine." Huey then ran into the small bathroom.

Jazmine had her head over the toilet as she continued to cough out vomit. Huey grabbed Jazmine's hair and held it up to avoid getting anything on it.

"Huey…" she wheezed. "I need to see a doctor."

Huey nodded his head and scooped Jazmine up into his arms. The two then walked back into the main part of Riley's hospital room.

"Huey, we only got thirty-four minutes!" Riley pointed to the clock on the wall.

"Just wait man, Jazmine is sick!"

"Alright, I'll be waitin' outside." Riley then left the room.

"C'mon Jazmine, I'll get you some medical aid." Huey said as he pressed the button for nurse assistance.

Now that Carmela tried to go back to her old ways, she's now not only endangered Riley but also herself. Will Huey and Riley be able to save Carmela? Is Jazmine really preggo? Find out in Chapter 17: The Prospect Park Zoo Massacre.

A/N: SPEED IS LIFE! I'll be updating really soon, BOONDOCKS FANFICTION UP ALL DAY!

T. MIKE