Hellooo remaining people who read this story.
2013 is here & I'm actually glad to be starting the year over.
I've had a couple of setbacks over the holiday season & afterwards, that kept me from writing this fanfic. I did have a chance to publish before.. but I chose not to, because I wanted to be sure I could CONTINUE to publish chapters & not leave you all hanging for whatever period of time.
Thanks for your patience.
Enjoy another chapter.
xo ~
Disclaimer : I do NOT own any of the characters or ideas from The Boondocks.
Chapter 5: Guess Who?
Huey & West walked towards the busy late, late night diner underneath a large, black Totes umbrella. Huey's hand rested securely around West's waist.. she was a bit tipsy & wearing 5-inch stilettos, plus the paved parking lot was wet from the light rain coming down. As promised, Huey drove over to the diner for breakfast.. although he didn't plan for it to be at almost 3 a.m and the two of them were slightly intoxicated.
It seemed as if the entire club decided to head to the same place, this was obviously the after-party spot. Huey held the door open for West as she walked in, scanning the room looking for her friends.. she caught a familiar pair of hazel-cat eyes staring at her from the crowded bar. Before she could look closer, Huey pulled her gently towards a empty booth near the window. She looked back over her shoulder, searching for those eyes again.. whoever it was, had left.
Mid-way through his scanning of the menu, Huey looked up watching West, who hadn't even touched her menu yet & seemed to not be on this planet. She was gazing out the large glass diner window their table sat against, he could see the reflection of the rain against her eyes. He cleared his throat a little before getting too lost in looking at her.
"Everything okay?"
"Hm?" she answered absent-mindely, looking from the window back to Huey's slightly concerned face.
She smiled.
He was so handsome.
He shook his head before returning his gaze back to his menu. "Welcome back to Earth.. plan to order soon?"
She grinned, opening her menu & placing her hands in her lap leaning forward against the table. "What do you recommend? I've never been here before."
"Stomach pump. Or the morgue.." he said half-serious.
"I think I'll have the cobb salad & a plate of fish."
He nodded before closing the menu.. "I'll just take the salad."
The waitress came by shortly to take their drink orders.. West wanted tea, while Huey simply asked for water with a side of lemon wedges.
After placing their drinks on the table, & taking their orders.. the petite waitress made her way back to the kitchen.
A arm reached out and grabbed the waitress by her waist, startling her, she almost dropped her empty tray. The male whispered seductively in her ear, making her waver, and melt into him slightly.
He grinned against her ear before continuing. She nodded and side-glanced at him. He only brushed his lips against her ear, as he ran his hand up her uniform dress, grazing her inner thigh with his soft hands.
The small waitresses' eyes fluttered as she stumbled away back towards the kitchen. He smirked and returned to sipping his coffee as if nothing happened.
"Oh come on Huey, you mean to tell me YOU and your brother attempted to kidnap Oprah?"
Huey snorted before stabbing his fork into a juicy tomato in his garden salad, before taking a bite.
"Aye.. that was my brother's idiot-ass friends.. I had nothing to do with that shit."
West only laughed, from what she learned.. Huey was quite the character & so was his family and friends.
They had talked so much about her last time around, she hadn't got the chance to find out more about him. For the most part, she was enjoying Huey's company & his sudden appearance in her life. She hadn't made many plans for socializing or dating.. when she relocated to Woodcrest, her only concerns was income and keeping a low-profile. She knew people back home that knew people here & didn't want to risk being found, so she made little contact with anyone & kept herself busy with her career.
Huey was far from any of the people she'd ever met in the industry, or anywhere really. She was amazed at how educated he was & spoke, without sounding like a pompous ass. He had a great sense of self & the world around him. Most people she knew or interacted were so far gone on anything that caught their attention, wrapped up in the most vile & pointless things.
"Damn what does that say about me?" she thought. "I've worked and socialize with these people.. what does that make me?"
"West.. what's on your mind?"
She suddenly straightened, looking from her plate of half-eaten fish (it was scaly and cold, yuck) back up to his face. She didn't know what to say really.. Sure he was probably saying that to snap her back into real-time.. but a part of her wanted to tell him exactly what she was thinking.
She was sick of living this guarded life, she needed someone to just talk to.
Vent.
Maybe Freeman was the perfect candidate..
He shifted his head to the side, squinting at his black & gunmetal G-Shock watch.
"Well? I've been staring at you for almost 12 minutes now.. wondering what's going on behind those peculiar eyes of yours, You really get lost in your thoughts huh?"
She smiled meekly, while sipping her green tea carefully as she thought of her response. There was a 50/50 chance, that if she told Huey about her mysterious origins & her REAL reasons for being here.. he'd run off. No one wants someone with that much baggage. She was sure of it.
Before she could answer.. the same waitress that took their order arrived the table, setting down a tall glass of pink lemonade with a strawberry & lemon wedge in the tip of the glass in front of her.
"Wait.. I didn't order this." West shook her head slightly confused. Huey only looked from West to the waitress equally confused, with one eyebrow raised.
The waitress clenched her jaw.. "Courtesy of the patron at the counter." Her voice was cold & held a sharp edge of jealousy to it.
West only looked at the woman with an air of surprise at her sudden change of attitude. She was bright, responsive, more than friendly and accommodating just a hour ago.. the hell happened?
With her thumb, the waitress pointed in direction of the diner counter before stalking off back to the kitchen.
West blinked. "Okay..."
It was Huey's turn to tighten the grip on his jaw.. Some people just had no common sense. Obviously they came together, Hell everyone saw them walk in together & sit down at their table. So what if they weren't dating.. it was no one's business except present company.
She was with him.
This fruity-ass nigga sending lemonade to their table & shit trying to be cute.
He could fall back at anytime, He'd wait.
He only leaned back in his seat.. folding his arms & looking to the bar, as did West who turned her head slightly.. leaning so that she could see past the other people walking through the diner. Her eyes scanned the entire bar.. which was pretty large. But no one seemed to signal her or acknowledge the fact that a drink was sent to her table, her specifically.
West frowned turning back to the table, she rubbed the back of her neck. Suddenly she felt sore & her stomach was turning. "Probably that nasty-ass fish."
She wanted to get back to her house, she felt unsafe & exposed in this environment.
Huey sensed her anxiousness, he wondered what was making her so uncomfortable. Maybe there's more to this random drink being sent to her.
Ex perhaps?
He tried throwing her off her guard by teasing her a little.
"Your admirer seems to have left.. now I don't feel so bad about not asking you out right away" he said with a small smirk.
"Hm?" West returned her gaze from her handbag back to his face, his words finally registering with her. She grinned slightly before shrugging. "
Later for him then. So.. you're also implying the fact that you're my admirer. Right?" She grinned widely at his befuddled expression before drinking down the last of her green tea.
She caught him slipping. Again.
Huey's face quickly deadpanned.
She thinks she's so damn clever. Ok so I gave myself away a little there. No big deal. We're past the "strictly professional" stage. Or... are we?
He cleared his throat before setting down his wallet. "Nice try.." He grabbed the money for the bill when he noticed West grabbing her own debit card.
"Um.. What are you doing?" he questioned.
she raised her hand to give the card to the waitress to swipe at the register, when Huey's hand quickly diverted hers. "I'm paying for my half of the meal.. why, what's wrong?"
"I insist that I pay, it was my idea originally to come here.." He sat her hand back down gently before handing the waitress the cash for the bill.
He expected her to refuse. To argue with him over who should rightfully pay for dinner/breakfast. But she didn't, she only leaned back into the booth seat & grinned.
"Cool. I appreciate the free meal Freeman."
Why was he surprised, this girl was odd from the start. He should've seen this response coming a mile way.. she was always trying to one-up him in their battle of wits. He shook his head, slightly annoyed. "No. Problem."
She smirked at him when he slid the tip for the waitress under the empty glass, then laughed once he rolled his eyes at her before helping her out of her seat & escorting her to the door.
Always a gentleman.. another plus.
Before they left the diner, West cautiously took one last gaze around the still busy diner, in hopes that she would find her so-called "admirer". No one knew her though. At least that was what she hoped.. maybe it really was just some random guy at the counter. Huey turned to see West still standing looking around for something. He tugged her arm gently again. She turned back, offering him a small dimply smile. They left out the diner, back into the drizzly rain, under the safety of Huey's large umbrella.
The drive home was pleasant, they spoke briefly here and there, the music dominated the conversation.. Until Huey pulled up to West's condo apartments.
They were beautifully built in a brown miami-stucco style, large willow trees, trellises filled with hot & light pink roses & and blue primroses and other exotic flowers draping from the balconies. A large bronzed iron-welded gate covered in the same flowers, along with orange lilies stood in between the two separate buildings, closing off the front courtyard of the apartments.
Huey and West slowly walked down the brick-tile to the gate. His hands shoved in his both pockets, West held onto his umbrella now wrapped up since the light drizzle had ceased on their way over. They approached the gate and stood facing each other. West plucked a orange lily that stuck out underneath the handle of the large gate, bringing it to her nose to inhale the sweet fragrance.
"Maybe, just maybe.. you'll let me pay for dinner next time." she spoke quietly.. twirling the stem of the flower, still held to her face hiding her meek smile.
Huey was amused. This girl's demeanor changed with the weather.. now she was playing shy all over again.
Reaching forward, he spoke. "Stop fidgeting so much.."
She straightened her posture, as he grabbed the flower from her grasp & tucking it above her ear & her thick layered hair.
"There. Definitely your color.. Warms your skintone, gives your eyes a glow too."
West tilted her head.. a faint smile reached her lips, as she gazed at Huey's eyes thoughtfully. He had to know she wanted this.. Or maybe he was just toying with her again. God, she hoped not.
Huey's gaze remained on the flower resting behind West's ear the entire time. His fingers gently traced her jawline, lingering before he returned his hand back to his pocket.
"That's fine with me, Although I did ask YOU out, it would be traditional that I pay the bill."
West shrugged. "Let's do away with old traditions and start new ones.. I'm planning to pay because I want to, not because I feel obliged to do so.
Huey nodded, silently agreeing with her reasons behind her choices. She was a wildcard at times.. He could never get a read on her. To say the least, he was intrigued by this woman.. although she obviously had a past that she wasn't too forward in revealing it.. He could accept that. With time, they would arrive at the subject again. Hopefully then, she would trust Huey enough to confide in him completely.
"So.. I'll still be picking you up later tonight. 9:45 Right?"
West nodded grabbing her keys from her small black leather tote bag. "Now you know the address.."
Huey didn't know what would seem appropriate in this situation.. He was about to say goodnight, but he didn't want to seem too forward by kissing her on her cheek or forehead. He took the gentleman's route & grabbed her hand gently, holding it in his.
"Tonight was interesting. Glad we ran into each other."
Did he mean them meeting at the club? Or them meeting at the gym, which seemed to have sparked this budding... ...whatever it was.
West looked from their hands back to his face, He didn't even know what he did to her.
Beyond clueless..
She had that warm feeling again. Like when Huey asked her to have dinner with him.. It was just the way he said those four words. His general tone of voice was somewhat apparent, but less guarded.. like he was anticipating her to say yes.
"I agree." She smiled fully for the first time, showing her pearly-whites & those crater sized dimples.
"Goodnight Huey.. be safe getting home."
"Night West.. I'd say the same, but you're almost at your front door."
West laughed loudly shaking her head, before opening the gate & walking through the beautiful oasis-filled courtyard.
Huey was puzzled. "What the hell did I say?"
He stood there watching West climb the steps to the 2nd floor & walked to what appeared to be her door. She turned & waved to him from afar. He could tell she was smiling.. it was just that bright.
He raised his hand in response, before turning around to walk back to his car once she unlocked the door & let herself inside.
Once inside, she smiled to herself turning to close the door completely & locking it. She turned dropping her keys in a small gold ceramic bowl on the end table beside her door. Her flower slipped from its spot behind her ear.. she retrieved it from her wooden floor, she stood slowly admiring it.
"Hermosa.. where you been? I've been waiting for quite some time now.."
West frozed. Her eyes snapped shut.. she knew all in that instant. The drink, the hazel eyes. He was back. She should've known he'd find her again.
Suddenly a male figure stepped into the light from the window, one hazel eye menacingly staring at her, his face contorted into this wicked grin. He took a step towards West. She opened her eyes, clutching the orange lily tightly to her chest.
"Someone's been asking about you.. guess who?"
She only stood there, absolutely terrified he was here in her presence, like the devil himself.
No wait.. if he was talking about who she thought he was, then this fool was like a saint compared to him."
His smile vanished as he walked towards West.
"I said... guess who."
Before He could reach out & grab her.. West ducked under him & ran straight into the living room. He turned in hot pursuit of her, smirking as he stalked towards her. She was backed against a short bookshelf.
She ducked him again.. her reflexes were quick.. running back down the hall to her small kitchen where the door to her terrace was. He just as quickly turned in the same direction, now annoyed.
He didn't have time to be playing duck, duck, goose with this bitch. He was on a schedule.. & planned to stick to it.
He brushed against her as she struggled to pull the door open, swearing & crying all in one beat.
"Silly girl.. you left your keys on the table."
Her head dropped in defeat, as she quietly sobbed.
He roughly turned her around to face him. She stopped crying once she saw his death-glare.
Ramone ain't have time for all that hollering & screaming.. He'd slit her throat if she made too much noise. West knew too this all to well. She breathed in & out quickly, her chest heaving slightly.. forcing her crying to subside.
He nodded approvingly. "Good girl.."
In one motion, he grabbed West by her legs, wrapping them around him & carrying her over to the counter, where he roughly sat her down. He softly pecked her pouting lips & kissed her tear-drenched face.
He pulled her into him.. she leaned back, trying desperately to put some kind of distance in between them. Ramone only pulled her closer & straightened her posture by yanking her hair, West painfully yelped.
He grinned before gently kissing her, his tongue entered her.. the kiss increasingly growing more intense against West's will.
She groaned woefully, slapping his arms, back & face. Her legs flailing around wildly as she tried to wriggle out of his grip & off the counter.
He growled before pulling from their kiss, slamming her back onto the countertop & pushing her arms against the counters above.. she grunted at the excessive & painful force.
He pinned her wrists above her head as he invited himself back in between her legs, nipping at her neck & jawline. He bit deep into her skin.. which caused West pain, she yelped again. He sucked the spot where he'd bruised her in his own twisted attempt to soothe her.
She twisted her head wildly from side to side trying to avoid his, hot, sloppy, & disgusting-ass saliva-filled kisses against her skin. He had backed out of her legs, briefly to regain his stance.
Now was her chance.
She finally gotten enough strength to squeeze her knees together to push him from her & kneed him in his stomach, hard. She was disappointed she didn't hit his groin.
She wanted this fucker to be a eunuch for the rest of his natural-born life.
He slumped over slightly, clutching his stomach. His head rose with a sickening grin plastered on his face, sweat rolling down his forehead.. obviously she was putting up one hell of a fight & wearing him down in the process.
"I always told you those leg strength exercises would do you some good.." He said smugly while grabbing her calve muscle & giving it a teasing squeeze.
West growled, slapping his hand away from her. He stumbled again.. regaining his strength, he stood tall.
West remained sitting tensely on the counter-top with a knife clutched tightly in her hand, her breathing irregular as she stared at Ramone blankly.
He breathed in deeply before speaking.
"Relax.. I ain't come to do no damage."
She only eyed him.. gripping the knife tighter.
"Bitch I said RELAX."
His suddenly booming voice echoed through the house & made West jump a little.
Ramone reached over snatching the knife from West's death grip. He tossed it over to the side.. & suddenly folding his arms in response of West's blank stare.
West rolled her eyes before sliding off the counter & taking a seat on the tile floor of her kitchen, she pulled her knees to her chest and rested her chin on them.
Ramone cleared his throat before walking over to sit next to her on the cold tiled floor. She flinched when his arm brushed past hers and scooted over. He chuckled, pulling her back next to him..
"Stop acting like imma stranger."
Her head whipped around, as she stared at him incredulously.
Was this nigga foreal? He practically tried to rape her, & he's now complaining coz' she acting like she don't know him no more.
West wished more than anything that she had never laid eyes on this nigga.
Ramone sniffed a couple of times while wiping his forehead.. "Hermosa.. foreal. You know why the fuck I'm here."
West glared at him hatefully.. "Don't you dare call me that."
Ramone snickered, "Still bitter about that whole Marcellus thing?"
Her eyes doubled in size at the mention of his name.. She started hyperventilating.
Ramone's face scrunched up as he turned to face her.. "Aw come on.. don't start that shit man."
Her chest heaved rapidly, Ramone grabbed her & shook her firmly by the arms. "Snap the fuck out of it!"
She continued to shake, now whimpering..
He realized what was about to happen.. Fuck.
Why couldn't he had just left the message & gotten the fuck out of there?
Suddenly, he grabbed West & held her close to him, wrapping his arms around her.. shushing her quietly and rocking her back and forth like a small child.
Slowly West's erratic breathing slowed.. she started to cry, sobbing uncontrollably.
Ramone's face grimaced as he rested his chin on her head. West relaxed in his arms & held onto him as she weeped in all her misery that she'd already experienced... and the pain that was yet to come.
"Why.. why.. why?!" Her voice muffled, as she cried into his chest.
She was so full of pain, regret, fear & misery. It's a wonder the girl hadn't died of a broken heart... or stress.
Ramone closed his eyes.. He'd burn eternally for this.
It's not that he wanted her to die, he NEVER wanted that to happen. And although he got a sick thrill out of scaring her, torturing her, & toying with her head.. he'd never let it escalate to anything THAT serious.
In fact, there's not a time where he wished, Oh god how he wished.
that he was still her lover.
Well. that escalated quickly.
Shall we enter the tragic love-story of West & the gloomy henchman Ramone?
"Perhaps he has a heart after all.."
Stay Tuned.
xo