Chapter 7 The Adventures of Huey Freeman part 2

"Huey…"

"Yes Tom…"

"It was real."

"Yep."

"It was horrible." He said as he lay in the bed in the hospital room. "I didn't know someone could do that with a pinky finger."

Huey sighed. "I told you."

Tom nodded. "At least you jumped in before anything else could happen."

Huey lifted his bandaged hand up to his face and sighed. He had stepped in when Bushido had kicked Tom repeatedly out of the ring, breaking a few bones. The fight between he and Bushido lasted about an hour until finally Huey punched his in the face and his glasses broke , cutting Huey, but knocking out Bushido Brown.

"Pey's gonna kill me." He mumbled.

Suddenly the nurse entered carrying a tray of needles and wrapping. She was a rather good looking nurse, with large D cup breast and a big butt.

"Mr. Dubois it's time for your sedatives." She smiled at Huey. "And Mr. Freeman I have to rewrap your hand."

Tom smiled at the nurse. "These won't hurt like last time will they?"

The nurse smiled. "No." Tom gave sigh of relief. "They'll be worst." Tom's relieved smile dropped.

"Um-" Tom didn't get a time to say another word while the nurse flipped him on his stomach and stuck the needle into his ass.

Huey rolled his eyes at the man's cries. Suddenly his cell phone rang. He raised his eyebrow and opened it, revealing a text message from Peyton.

Huey, what's your favorite flavor of ice cream?

Huey raised an eyebrow. Why?

A bet with Jasmine, what is it?

Why are you betting on what my favorite flavor of ice cream is?

I don't know! What is it Freeman?

Strawberry.

I knew it!!!! K thanks Huey.

Huey shook his head and flipped his cell phone shut only to come face to face- well, lets just say a pair of D's were in front of his face.

"Okay, Mr. Freeman time to rewrap your bandages." The nurse said, completely oblivious to him looking at the cleavage she was showing.

Huey obediently held up his hand for the nurse to change it. She unwrapped the bloody bandages, humming happily and smiling as she did.

"Ooo, what strong hands you have." She cooed before giggling. "And you're arms are so big! So you work out?"

"Uh, sometimes." Huey replied, tearing his eyes away from her cleavage.

Suddenly the nurse took out a marker from the pocket on her uniform and started writing on Huey's arm. Huey raised an eyebrow and looked at his arm, seeing 7 digits and a name.

"I'm Kea." She said, her sweet voice turning seductive. "Call me."

Before Huey could open his mouth to say anything, a large man busted into the room, almost his whole body except his face was covered with tattoos. Kea jumped up in surprise and fear.

"Bull Dog, what you doin here?" she stuttered in fear.

He ignored her and grabbed her arm. "I been callin yo phone fo a hour, where the hell you been? Cheatin again?"

Kea shook her head. "Naw, I wouldn't do dat Bull baby!"

Suddenly Bull dog turned to look at Huey, who sat in the chair surprised and confused. His eyes wandered to his arm with Kea's number on it.

Bull Dog advanced on him. "Oh so dis da nigga you was wit?"

Huey stood up, angry and annoyed at the man's accusations. "Look, I wasn't 'with' anybody. Yo girl was wrapping my hand cuz dats what's she does as a nurse."

"Yeah, an why da hell you her number on her arm?" Bull Dog spat.

Huey looked over at Kea, who had a pleading look in her eye, as if begging him not to say anything.

Huey shrugged. "She wanted me to call her if I had anymore pain in my hand, or if my cut needed tendin to."

There was a brief pause, Huey and Kea each held a breath seeing if he would by it. Suddenly Bull Dog's angry face turned into a smile.

"Ch, sorry brother" Bull Dog grabbed Kea by the waist. "See my girl here aint been exactly faithful."

Huey raised an eyebrow at her. "You don't say."

'Yeah, ya know how it is brah, gotta keep em in line." Bull Dog let go of Kea and kissed her on the cheek. "I see ya lata baby, an answer yo damn phone when I call."

With that Bull Dog left, leaving Kea frozen in he spot. Huey rolled his eyes and sat down in her chair, ignoring Tom's soft moans as the sedatives wore off and he became conscious.

"Um…" Kea said nervously. "Uh, you want your discharge papers?"

"That would be nice."

***************Peyton*******************

"You know, Huey gone kill you when he find out you borrowed his car." Jasmine said as she sat in the passenger's seat of the Mercedes.

Peyton rolled her eyes, not taking her eyes off of the rode. "He aint gonna find out, unless one of you tell em."

Cindy Mcpherson, dressed in a basketball jersey and jeans, rolled her eyes as she text on her two way. "We aint no damn snitches."

"I know dat!" Peyton snapped. "Mr. Freeman thought it would be a good idea to take separate cars to get things done quicker. He gettin the cake and Ms. Cookie and we gettin da ice cream and food."

The three sat in silence after what she said. Suddenly a giggle came from the backseat. Jasmine turned and looked back at the blonde, who had a flirtatious smirk on her face and was texting away.

"Girl, who the hell is you textin?" Jasmine exclaimed before snatching the two way from her hands.

Cindy glared and tried to grab for the cell phone. "Nobody!"

Jasmine pushed her arm away and flicked through the text messages. Her eyes suddenly widened.

"Riley?!!!" Jasmine looked at her skeptically. "You have got to be trippin!"

Cindy attempted, and failed, to snatch it back. "So what we just textin. I mean we been doin dat since we was ten, give it back!!!"

Jasmine ignored her and read through the texts. ""Baby, you know I drop Chris in a second for you. It aint even a question.""

Suddenly the car got deadly silent. Cindy was fiddling with a loose string on her jersey nervously, Peyton gripped the steering wheel tightly and Jasmine's eyebrows flew up to her hairline.

"Oh hell naw!" Jasmine said suddenly getting angry. "C, you know dis boy got a girl! And what the fuck is he talking bout beatin up Chris what the hell did he do?"

Cindy rolled her eyes. "Nothin! Alright! Damn, he's one of my best friends."

Peyton eyed her in the rear view mirror. "Then what the hell are yall talking bout C?"

Cindy sighed. "Nothin…we got into dis conversation about how long we been friends and then about how Chris' ex said dat they had had sex while he was wit me. Riley been wantin to beat his as for awhile…"

"Damn…" Jasmine cursed, slowly giving her her cell cak. "You got it bad."

Peyton laughed while Cindy glared at the biracial girl, who smiled teasingly.

"Ch, hell naw. We close, but not dat close." Cindy scoffed.

Peyton smirked mischievously. "How does Nisha fell about yall being dat close?"

Nisha was Riley's current girlfriend and nobody could stand the girl. She dressed and acted like a straight up hooker. She was the definition of ghetto.

Cindy growled. "Who da hell care what dat hoe think, if she can even think."

Jasmine and Peyton glanced at each other and smirked knowingly before they laughed. Cindy croseed her arms in defeat.

…………………………………………………………

Huey drove Tom's care annoyingly as the heavily sedated man drawled on about nothing. Kea's number was still on his arm and his bandage had been wrapped with a plastic case in cas he had broken something.

"Huuuuuuuuueeeee! Do I sing better than Usher?" Tom drawled.

Huey sighed. "No."

"…Am I better looking?"

"Tom, I'm not gay, but if I was, even though I'm not, my answer would be no."

"…Am I a better dancer?"

Huey rolled his eyes and clenched the steering wheel tightly, his speed increasing immensely.

"Tom if you don't shut up, I will push you out of this car."

Tom suddenly jumped up. "OOOOOO look at the pretty lights!!!"

Suddenly police sirens went off behind him, making Huey groan in frustration.

"Tom, can you be quiet for 5 minutes?" Huey asked the man.

Tom gave him a sloppy solute. "Aye aye captain!"

Huey rolled his eyes and turned to the cop that now stood outside his window. The cop was overly large, with a bald head, sunglasses, and bulging muscles. His blue uniform shirt barely fit over his body and was extremely tight.

"Son, do you know that you were pushing 60 in a 30 zone?" the cop said, not looking up from the ticket he was writing.

Huey shook his head in boredom. "No sir, I didn't."

Tom leaned over Huey to speak to the police officer. "Can I drive the thing with the pretty lights?"

Huey smacked his forehead in frustration. The police officer raised an eyebrow at the man before taking out a flashlight.

"Sir, have you been using drugs?" he asked, flashing the light in his eyes.

Tom gave him a confused look. "Um, I doooon't think sooooo."

Huey pushed Tom back into his seat and sighed. "He hasn't been using drugs officer."

"Nopey dopey!!" Tom exclaimed.

The officer glared at them. "Son, I'm gonna need you both to step out of the car,"

Huey glared back. "Why? I just told you-"

"Now!"

Huey gave him one final glare before stepping out of the car. The officer flashed the flashlight in his eyes. And then wrote something down.

"So what's he on? Speed? X? What are you kids usin these days?"

"Sir, Tom is a grown man-"

"Which makes this even worst." The officer said.

Huey ran a hand through his afro and sighed in frustration. "I don't think you understand the situation."

The cop folded his arms. "Oh then enlighten me."

"I'm FREEEEEE!!!" Huey and the cop turned there heads to see Tom running down the street like a mad man…

Completely naked…

Huey looked between the cop and the naked man running down the street. The Cop stared dumbfounded. Huey reached inside his car and handed him the hospital slip telling him what Tom was on.

Huey got in his car. "Have a nice time catchin him officer…."

A/N…..I kno yall must hate me a lot but I had a lot of trouble writing this. Idk why, writers block idk but here ya go.