I'm back with another chapter!

(Not that too many care.. Lmao)

Anyways enjoy.

Disclaimer : I do NOT own The Boondocks or any of its characters, storylines, ideas, etc.

Chapter 4 Part 1: How You Gone Act Like That?

7:30 p.m, Huey's loft.

The cordless telephone on his coffee table rings numerous times before clicking over to his answering machine..

"Hey stranger, It's Jazmine.."

"I've been in town for almost 3 weeks & you haven't bothered to look me up..*giggle* I'm a little hurt, but then again.. You're not exactly the reach-out-and-recconect-with-an-old-friend type of person."

"Riley gave me your new number.. But I'm sure you knew that much already.."

Anyways, I won't hinder you much longer.. Just wanted you to know I was in town.. & I've been asking about you. We should grab lunch, talk & catch up.. It's been a long time Huey"

"This is my new cell, and I'm staying at the Raddison."

"Looking forward to hearing from you Freeman.."

Huey's finger pressed the replay button again.

He felt so many mixed emotions about the message.. And her.

For one, he was relieved she was still her sweet self, granted everything that transpired between the two of them, she still was eager to see him and curious as to why they haven't been speaking.

Truth was, Huey was still disgusted with himself, he fucked up majorly when they were together. True enough, Jazmine was her own person.. Independent and fiery as hell she had become.

Her heart was still putty when it came to him, and he knew. He knew all of it, yet he still fucked with her head and said heart. In the begininng he hadn't intentionally decided to screw over their relationship.

Nah.. Huey was content, he had the perfect companion. Loyal, kind-hearted, sassy, & beautiful. She had as much determination as he did, and wouldn't back down easily from any challenge, while sometimes it could be annoying as fuck, he was proud.

Sometimes he'd just look at her, at the woman she was becoming.. A far cry from the girl she used to be. Yes she still had her ways, the one that made her the saccharine, one-of-a-kind Jazmine Dubois.

He finally had something stable in his life, something to look forward to coming home to. And he did, those first few years.

They were pure bliss. They didn't have much, but a small apartment they shared that was a block from their campus. Quiet and quaint, they spent almost every weekend at home together, and even the holidays on one particular year.

"5 years.."

And the last three were the downward spiral and ultimate end of their happy relationship.

The first instant, happened during Huey and Jaz's junior year of college. Things were increasingly getting harder, bills, student loans, maintaining grades and keeping each other happy. The last part they did with ease.. When it came to that, Huey took his cues from Jazmine. She'd cater to him every night, no matter how exhausted she was, he'd have a meal, a hot bath and her to cuddle against as they studied into the dead hours of the morning.

This was his relief, he could always count on her to make him feel like a man, a man worthy of all the love & devotion that she held. And for that he felt obligated to do the same for her.. Whatever she asked for he'd bring it to her, although she was a pretty humble girl.. never asking or expecting anything in return.

He'd shower her with all the affection she craved from him.. And when they made love, he'd go to no ends to satisfy her needs and desires. His was being met and fulfilled as well. Times were definitely getting harder.. But their love seem to prevail through it all.

Seemingly.

Soon money became an issue. Huey just wanted to stability. He wanted a future for him & Jazmine that was worry-free. Their financial struggles became his frustrations.. And soon they led to arguments, fallouts, and a growing distance between the two.

Lately, Huey had been spending time with a young woman by the name of Maxine. She was very pretty, extremely bright & also a African Culture major. She and Huey were working on a PowerPoint, and from that came innocent meet-ups with each other at the library & the local Starbucks. And that led to lunch dates and trips to the record shop and the museum.

One night, shortly after one of their study sessions, Maxine offered him an invitation to dinner since he'd mentioned his appetite earlier. Huey was a little wary, of her sudden invitation, but he figured her intentions were nothing but innocent. The two ended up going to a jazz club afterward, and after some convincing, a few drinks, and a slow dance to some Miles Davis.. Huey found himself in a fucked up situation.

He spent the night at Maxine's, in her bed quite comfortably until he became aware of his surroundings.. This wasn't her waist he was holding, Jazmine only wore Sunflowers by Elizabeth Arden.. Her clothes & hair reeked of it, Huey loved the scent.

He told her he had to leave.

She asked him to stay.

She made him breakfast.

He told her his situation, and how he felt.

She understood completely, and even gave Huey some advice on how to shed some light on the whole situation.

"Just... Be honest with her, AND sympathetic to her feelings.."

Standing at the front door, he held the doorknob as he looked from the floor to her face, their eyes meeting.. He spoke.

"Maxine, It's a little too late for honesty.."

"It's never too late.. Trust me."

Huey did tell Jazmine soon after, and after a week of apologies and furious love-making she seemingly forgave him completely. It wasn't quite the same though. He noticed the little changes taking place in her.. But he was to blame for that. He betrayed his woman. Went back on every promise he made her when they were younger, and made her feel inadequate.

He wasn't shit. And sure didn't deserve her.. He loathed himself, & the way she would look at him after he would say 'I love you'.. Drove him insane. It was a look of question.. A short pause before she would even say it back, and sometimes she wouldn't. She'd just smile, not a grand one.. a small timid smile. And that broke Huey. He knew in that moment he'd lost her forever.

So he began to push her away.

His reasoning at the time was, better to let her leave, then continue to stay and be hurt By him. So he lashed out, he argued, he buried himself in his work. And finally one day, she went on her merry way without him. All that she left him was a warm mug of coffee with a note underneath.

"I tried Huey.. I tried so pain-stakingly hard to love you after you hurt me, but you wouldn't let the past die."

"I know, how can I be so forgiving? It's not me to hold anything against anyone, especially not you."

"I needed you to understand that you made a mistake & all the love we shared could fix that.. But you're so damn stubborn."

"I'm almost convinced you told yourself this is what was best for us both. Oh how wrong you proved yourself to be.. How could you possibly think ME without YOU is what I want?"

"Are you that dense? My entire childhood was you.. My livelihood."

"I'm my own woman Huey Freeman, make no mistake about that.. But with MY man by my side I felt like we were a force together."

You were more than just that too.. You were my King."

"You never asked me once how I felt about everything. What were you afraid I was gonna do?"

"Pick up & leave? Like I'm doing now?"

"If I truly wanted to walk out on US, I would've done that the night you told me you and Maxine slept together."

"I wanted to work it out.. Our future seemed so bright."

"Guess life don't always work out the way we plan.."

"Just know.. I'll always love you."

"I'll be back to pick up my things later, maybe we can talk."

He crumpled the paper up in his hand.

That was over 7 hours ago. She'd came and went.

Got her things and left while he was at work. She had no plans in talking to him, she only said that to pacify him.

"You wanted to work it out.. Didn't wanna walk out on us.."

"..Fuck you leave for then?" He said to no one in particular, rising off the edge of what was once 'their' bed.

He reached out and touched the cold, bare hangers that were left in Jazmine's closet. His was still closed. Walking through the small apartment, he saw all her home decor was gone, along with her. He never realized how much time and energy she put into making this place a home for them. Items that just held space, now meant more to him in her absence.

The walls were bare. The place was quiet. Her scent was gone. Huey turned out the lights in the kitchen and living room, then shuffled back to his room in his sweats and socks. Before laying his head onto his pillow, he put the crumpled letter in the drawer of his nightstand, up under a framed picture of Jazmine and Huey.

It was the last thing he had that smelled like Sunflowers.

So there you have it. The poetically tragic story of Jazmine & Huey.

I love their shipping actually, and his growing attraction to my OC West.

which is why I decided to tangle him in a love triangle between the two.

Oh yesss, Huey wants his Cake AND ice cream.

And with West's dark, untold past.. this should make for an interesting mix.

this is only part one lol.. Our girl West will be back for part two.. We'll learn more about her.

Til then.. tell me what you think.

I'm having a ball writing this btw lol. :)

'xo.