Chapter 1
I don't own the Boondocks, I only own my OC'S and if you don't like The Boondocks or Oc's, then turn away.
Huey's POV
I was staring up at space. My ceiling was blank and white. My mind was making pictures in my head, the vibrant sound of ringing quietness in my Apartment. I sat up in my bed, my breathing steady and firm, the dead of night making me feel Alive. I couldn't stand it; I couldn't take any of it. I remember the fight downstairs with my girlfriend, Jasmine, hours ago. I finally broke it off with her, and ever since that moment I said it was over, I couldn't sleep, I couldn't think, All I could think of was Jasmine Dubois, the ten year old girl that I use to taunt, her cheerful Emerald eyes now orbs of sadness because of me.
"I HATE YOU!" Her voice replayed in my head. I put both of my hands to my head, trying to forget her, she made my life miserable, but why was I so guilty?
On that thought, my eyes grew heavy as I shut them.
I was standing in a wedding aisle, my brother Riley, Cindy, Yani, Caesar, Latoya, David and Carmichael, Rasha, Danny, Lilly, Hiro, and even Jasmine were there, but I didn't see my other good friend, Tilee. As I walked on the white carpet underneath me, people were shaking my hand, smiling and giving congrats and stuff, but why? I came up to the Bride and she lifted her vile, she was faceless! But her skin, it was so familiar, but I couldn't make it out. She leaned in to kiss me when..
I shot opened my eyes from the dream. It was so real. The sun arose during my reckless sleep. But the questions started piling up in my head.
Who was that girl?
Why wasn't Tilee there?
Why was the girl's skin so familiar?
And why was I at a wedding?
"So, you going to Sparks night, ya know, for Hiro", Caesar asked me. Me and Him were at Starbucks because he wanted to come here, for, I don't know what reason, but he successfully dragged me along into his ditch *No homo* "No, I might go, if it wasn't a club", I mumbled, taking a sip from my water because I didn't want to bother with coffee or Lemonade or tea "Well, Hiro is going to be upset", Caesar brought out "upset". I Just scoffed "He'll get over it", I muttered, taking another sip from my water, my elbow on the table, holding up my head in faint boredom "But he's your best friendddd", Caesar brought out "Best friend". I just sighed "Caesar, I don't want to go", I bluntly replied "Riley's going to be thereee", Caesar mocked "Caesar, stop bringing out words, it's aggravating as hell", I said, annoyance dripping out my words "Come on, Huey! This is Hiro, our best friend, man!", Caesar pleaded, but I simply just shoke my head no "No, Caesar", I sighed, stirring the straw around the cup, elbow still holding my head in place "Please", Caesar said
"No"
"Please"
"No.."
"PLEASE!"
"Fine!", I snapped, annoyed. Caesar just clapped at his success, dragging me down a rode that I really don't want to go. I despise clubs. They always turn out favorable at the Starting point, but after a few days, things start to get out-of-hand. People get drunk, Men screw other men's wives, even screw other men themselves, play loud blasting music, and some guy got arrested for drinking tea, TEA! I'm not dealing with that bullshit, even if Hiro is involved, even if he's my best..friend "Thanks Man, you the best", I heard Caesar say as I gave him a simple head nod. "Sooo, do you and Jasm-", I stopped Caesar before he could finish "Me and Jasmine are not together anymore", I harshly said, wanting to forget about her "Why?", Caesar asked. Why does he have to be nosey, it's my business and problems, not his "No reason", I lied "Man, you're the worse liar ever. Come on, just tell me!", Caesar begged
"No", I replied sighing and finally sitting up
"Please",
"Caesar, don't start this again",
"Please",
"No",
"PLEASE!",
"Hell No! Damn"
"Please, with a cherry on top"
"Pfft, I'm not telling you after that one", I got up and walked away, Caesar following me. The reason I got up is because Jasmine use to say "Cherry on top". I hate that phrase, and I don't want to love ever again. Love is nothing but a bunch of BS, and I'm not standing for it anymore. I walked out of Starbucks, Caesar trailing behind. "Please Huey", Caesar begged "No, Caesar. The last time I told you something this deep, you told everyone", I shoke my head at the thought "I won't tell", He lied "Nope", I opened my car door. It was a simple Black dodge, I didn't want to go all out on it, and it's just a tool to get me places faster. "You don't want to tell me because you… raped her!" Caesar put on this stupid voice I hate. It sounds like a white guy with a throat problem "Hell NO!" I yelled, turning the engine on and started to back up "HUEY! Man don't do this, you know I didn't come here with a car!" Caesar started following me, but I ignored him"HUEY! Man, please don't do this!" Caesar shouted, but I just drove off. Looking in my side window, I could see Caesar on the parking lot, stomping his foot, throwing his arms up in frustration, all I could do is chuckle to myself.
Tilee's pov
I was walking to Starbucks after my morning jog. I wore an all-black plain sports outfit, a shirt, skirt and white and black running shoes. My hair was in my usual Afro, but I did an Afro puff this time, my hair was really big, kind of bigger than my friend Jasmine's.
I heard someone familiar shouting in the distance. "Caesar?" I thought before going to the Starbucks parking lot seeing none-other than Michael Caesar on the sidewalk, pouting. "Caesar, what the hell are you doing?" I asked. He looked up at me "Huey left me here', I heard him mumbled in a hush voice, His Jamaican accent dripping with frustration. "Huey, why did he leave you here?" sitting next to him "Because, I tried to get him to tell me something, but he thought I was going to tell everyone", I heard him say. "Here, why don't you come with me, I'm jogging home anyway", I shrugged "Ok, thanks", Caesar said with this flirty voice that made me blush. I cleared my throat and started walking with Caesar. I was looking at the Cars past by us, making time seem slower because I was walking and they were speeding. "So uh... do you…Jog often?" Caesar asked. I just nodded. My house wasn't too far from here, so there was no need for me to worry about getting lost. The only thing I'm worried about is to come back home to see my sister had jacked up the house, and that was a sight I was not ready to see.