Note: I'd like to give thanks to TRIGGER MIKE THE GREAT for letting me use his OC's Carmela Rodriguez and Sunshine Jones.
Chap. 3
He walked into the house, calling out for his brother.
"Riley, you in here?" he yelled.
"Yeah, I'll be down in a sec."
He sat on the couch, setting his bags next to the coffee table before hearing someone come down the stairs.
"Hey, what's up Huey?" The younger Freeman gave him some dap and inspected his brother.
"Man, you come up here all dressed up and everything." He said taking a seat on the couch.
"Yeah, but I see I'm not the only Freeman in uniform." Huey replied.
Instead of a white t-shirt that's 2 sizes too large, Riley was dressed in a dress shirt, khakis and black shoes.
"Nah, this ain't a uniform. I'm taking my girl out for her birthday; I'm actually leaving out in a few." He said while adjusting his tie.
"Who's "your girl" now?"
"Sunshine, I'm taking her to the seafood place downtown, I got off of work early so I could have time to get ready."
"I thought you were dating Carmela last time I called you, that was like what, 4 months ago?"
"Yeah, but…she tied me up man, we never saw eye to eye on some things."
"Hold up, I know you and Mela never were a perfect match, but I think the term is tied down." Huey said as he walked to the kitchen.
Riley just sat and thought about how he was gonna say that Carmela, the gangsta girl who he had fell in love with back in high school, had done one of the weirdest things to him.
Huey walked back into the living room, carrying a glass of orange juice.
"Well, naw man; she literally tied me up. I walked up to her room one night; she said she had a surprise for me, and next thing I knew she tied me up and did some…you know stuff." He said starting to look embarrassed.
Huey nearly spit his juice all over the floor. He swallowed his juice, and after about 3 seconds, burst out laughing.
"Oh dang man, you mean to tell me she handled you?" He said in between laughs.
Riley, was now not angry, but jokingly annoyed.
"Oh, come on that shit was traumatizing, and you just laughed it off!" he yelled before eventually going into laughter himself.
They stopped laughing after 5 minutes, and Riley then spoke up.
"But seriously though, I had to man up and get a job. I started at a Target over in the shopping center, and made it up to manager after a few years. After that, I started working at an insurance company in the business district. After granddad died, I had to drop the whole thug thing, and get my life in check. It's as suit and tie thing, but hey it pays really well. Carmela still wanted to bang and be a thug's dream. She said I was becoming a lame. She left and hopped on a bus bound for New York City, last I heard about her, she was running drugs for her old gang. I just left her, and then went on to work; the insurance place hired me even though I didn't have a college degree."
"Ah, what do you do there?" Huey asked taking another sip of his juice.
"I do everyday office things, type up reports and stuff. I'm basically getting paid big money to do what I did in school."
Riley looked at his watch, realizing it was 8:15 already.
"Aw man, sorry to cut this short, but I gotta go pick up Sunny, you gonna be ok here for a few hours?" He asked as he grabbed his keys and jacket.
"Yeah, sure; I'll see you when you get back." Huey said as he got up.
"Alright, peace out." Riley said as he walked out the door.
"That went well, no fighting, no yelling. Riley's grown up." Huey thought to himself.
He sat on the couch thinking about what he'd do. He had money in the bank, over a month of vacation, and a house all to himself. He did what any guy would do…
"Hello, I'd like to place an order for delivery."
"Sure, what would you like?" A voice spoke from the other side of the phone.
"I'd like a medium veggie pizza and a 2-liter of Coke, and could I have an order of French fries?"
"Alright, what's the address and phone number?" Huey could hear a keyboard clicking in the background.
"627 Timid Deer Lane and its 555-6783, could I get a time and total?" He asked.
"Sure, its 22.50 and it'll be about 35-45 minutes."
"Thank you." He hung up the phone and turned on the TV.
"This is Woodcrest's number one news program, Action News 9. Hello and good evening, we have breaking news. 2 hours ago, a flight bound for Woodcrest was the target of a hijacking; passengers say a man from the US military, in full uniform disarmed a Caucasian man who tried to hijack the flight armed with a knife. The man has been identified as Donald Smithson. He is now in custody and faced with life imprisonment, however the man who saved the flight's identity is still unknown. This is Kate Rollins, Channel 9: Action News."
"Good." He sighed as he flipped the TV to a music channel.
"Yo, what's good y'all? This is your boy, D-Cash; and I'm hitting you with the new Thug Star video for 'Spread Those Cheeks'."
He just facepalmed, and sat back.
"I've been out of Woodcrest for 1 year and out of the country for 3. Music has gotten even more ignorant than when I left."
"I should change out of these clothes before the pizza guy gets new cameras down here."
He went upstairs and showered, changed his clothes, and got back to the living room all within 20 minutes. He was now wearing a black t-shirt, olive khakis, and was flipping through channels looking for something to watch as he thought about what he'd do.
"I should go see Jazmine tomorrow, surprise her with flowers or something." He thought.
He was taken out of his thoughts by the sound of the doorbell. He walked up to it, grabbing the money out of his wallet.
"Hi, I've got a medium veggie, fries and a 2 liter coke here for a…Mr. Freeman?" The delivery guy spoke as he read from a receipt.
"Yeah, that's me. Here's your tip." He handed him a 20 and 10, telling him to keep the change.
"Thanks man, you have a good night." He said pocketing the cash and walking to the car.
After about eating ¾ of the fries, and 3 slices of veggie pizza, he was full. He normally didn't eat that much, but he was hungry. He had barely eaten his in-flight meal, seeing that it was a Lean Cuisine on a plate, sans taste. He slid the pizza in the fridge, and sat on the couch, watching a soccer match on the one of many sports channels Riley had ordered. It was about 12:45 when he heard a car pull into the driveway. Riley had walked into the house looking pretty content, setting his keys on the table by the door.
"Hey bro, you're back late." Huey said checking turning his head to face his brother.
"Yeah, I took Sunshine out to a movie after dinner." He said as he went into the kitchen.
"There's some pizza in the fridge, if you want it." Huey informed him.
"Aw man, it's got veggies and stuff on it!" He complained.
"Don't tell me you still won't touch vegetables on pizza, man." Huey said jokingly.
"Man, anything that's not peppers or onions, is getting pulled off." Riley replied.
5 minutes later, Riley walked into the living room carrying a plate with the leftover fries and 2 slices of pizza, with craters in them where the vegetables once sat, save for a few peppers.
"Oh dang, you were serious?" Huey asked as he stood at his brother's plate.
"Yeah, I like veggies, just not on my pizza." He said biting into a slice.
"So what are you gonna do tomorrow, just chill at the house?" Riley asked checking out the soccer match.
"Nah, I'm gonna go take care of some things, then I'll go see Jazmine. Is my car still in the garage?" Huey wondered.
"Yep, but being that you bought car back in junior year of high school; it's become a classic, I've kept it clean and everything, but you'll need to get it tuned up. I've actually had people make me offers for it." Riley said as he finished his first slice.
"Really, man…" He said as he thought about it.
"I'm gonna head to bed man, I'll be up in the morning to go get the car fixed up and everything. You gotta work tomorrow?" Huey asked as he walked to the stairs.
"Nope, I've got the weekend off." He said.
"Alright, man. I'll see you in the morning." Huey said before going upstairs.
"Ok good night man, oh and before I forget."
"Yeah?" Huey said before starting up the stairs.
"Good to have you back man." Riley said as he stood by the couch.
"It's good to be back, Riley." Huey replied before going into his room.
Alright, that's chapter 3. Kind of a heart warming moment between brothers, but I'm not gonna make this story too crazy. Chappy number 4 is coming soon, so keep this one under your UAV! (Big ups to Trigger Mike for that phrase.)