Hey guys, sorry for the wait. College (yay!) is about to start in a few weeks and I'm just getting stuff ready for thaatt, so that's why I haven't posted in over two weeks. So yeah,

Shout outs!

Rivi2012 (Read her story please. It's pretty good!), ShellieB, Youngkong313, jayjai107, and MissG2020. Didn't get as many reviews on this one, but it's cool lol.

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN ANYTHING BUT THE OCs!

Heads up, this is the last chapter at Ed's house. Briana will be turned in and all will be happy!

Almost.

Just read and you'll find out. :)

CHAPTER 19: SHIT HAPPENS

Nearing closer and closer to the extravagant hotel, Tina could feel her heart practically jumping out of her chest. To say she was nervous was an understatement; she was terrified! She had a really bad feeling about this and something told her to wait a while longer, but she had to stop this now.

She gave a big sigh, trying to steady her breathing and slow her heart rate.

It's okay, Tina. You can do this. You can do this!

She mentally coached herself.

Do it for your family.

It took a few minutes, but she finally pulled into the Marriott parking lot and took the key out of the ignition. She sat in the same spot for a minute, sighed, and got out. She looked around to find his car, and sure enough there it was; a champagne colored Porsche, three cars down.

She shook her head and sprinted to the hotel. She didn't know why she was running. She was so messed up in the head right then that she didn't even care to know why she was running.

"Ah, Mrs. Jackson. Back again I see." The snooty light skinned woman behind the counter noted. She grimaced as she saw what Tina was wearing; jeans, and a dark green sweater. Her shoes were white air force ones, which was a very unusual sight to see. Especially that damn ponytail in the back of her head. "And you look like shit, girl."

Tina didn't have the time!

"Crystal, just tell me what room he's in." she sounded so tired and irritated that Crystal gave her a funny look, but obliged nonetheless.

"What crawled up your ass this time?" The nosy woman continued, digging in the drawer to find the key.

"What did I just say?" Tina warned. Crystal rolled her eyes and flipped her jet black, shoulder length hair.

"Room 323." She boringly replied, handing the woman the key. Tina gave a curt nod and left without a word.

"JUST SO YOU KNOW, HE DOESN'T LOVE YOU!" Crystal yelled and grumbled in defeat as Tina continued to ignore her, and eventually disappeared behind the elevator doors. Crystal sighed irritably.

"When is she ever gonna learn? Hoes get no love." She shrugged uncaringly and awaited the next customer.

Meanwhile, in the elevator, Tina's heart beat arose again. She couldn't shake the uncomfortable feeling within. She felt the butterflies in her stomach and her hands seemed to have a mind of their own, seeing as they were shaking uncontrollably. She breathed a heavy sigh and closed her eyes, trying to calm herself again. Instincts told her to leave. However, she ignored said instincts.

As the elevator reached the third floor and the doors opened up, she began to rethink her decision, but was forced to go ahead anyways,

Since he was standing right in the hallway…almost as if he expected her to come.

She gulped and walked out, giving him a wide grin. He must've bought it, sense he smiled back and walked over to her.

"Mrs. Jackson, Mrs. Jackson, Mrs. Jackson," he began in a low seductive tone that got her riled up every time.

But for some reason, this time it was just…corny. She smirked at her thoughts, but made it appear as if she smirked at him.

"I think there's a task in the bedroom that needs to be done." He went on with that smirk, until he noticed what she had on. "Uh…baby, what do you have on?"

A woman dresses comfortably and all of a sudden she looks stupid. She thought, fighting the urge to say what was on her mind.

"I just wanted to get comfortable for a minute. Those heels were really killin' my ankles." She sounded as sweet as usual. The Korean man shrugged and smiled again.

"It doesn't even matter. It'll be on the floor real soon." He whispered in her ear. She shivered as she felt his breath on her ear, and no, it didn't turn her on…it just made her nervous. How was she going to do this?

"I heard that." She said, playing it off with a smirk. "So let's get started."

The Korean grabbed her hand and led her into the room.

Here goes nothin'. Tina thought as the door slammed shut behind her.

Huey sighed as he closed the basement door behind him. He already knew Jazmine would trip, but he wasn't going to tell her why he'd been down there that long, not until a more appropriate time. Everyone was relieved at the moment, so he didn't want to spoil it. Aw, he's so thoughtful!

Not even a second into the living room, and everybody bombarded him with questions!

"Where you been, nigga!"

"That was a long time, Huey."

"Dude, you were takin' forever."

"What that bitch do to you? Nigga, you know I'll handle it!"

Riley, Jazmine, Caesar and Cindy couldn't help but ask all at one time.

Huey sighed again and walked to the kitchen to place Briana's plate in the sink. He walked back out, with all eyes on him…still.

"I'll tell ya'll later. As for now, just don't worry about it." He said and shrugged his shoulders.

"Hell naw, nigga tell us now!" Riley yelled. Huey glared at his little brother.

"No. I said I'll tell you later."

"Whateva, nigga." Riley responded, waving his hand. Huey shook his head and sat next to Jazmine. He felt her rest her head on his shoulder and he looked down at her to see her smiling and watching the television. He wanted to smile, but he didn't really feel like it. Instead, he wrapped an arm around her shoulders and let her rest on his chest.

Jazmine closed her eyes for a second as she listened to his heart beat. It was so steady, so soothing. She could literally fall asleep in that position.

Just let your soooouuuuul glooo, baby! Feelin' oh so silky smooth. Just let it shine throoouuughh, yeah! Just let your SOOOOUUUUUL GLOOO, Ooh! (Soul Glo)

He felt her giggle against his chest, nearly making him melt inside. Man, only she could make him feel that way.

"Ahh, look at that punk fool right there." Huey turned his head to Riley and saw him looking at the TV. Good, he thought Riley was talking about him for a second, so now Huey won't have to embarrass him.

"This nigga, Darryl." Marcus added with a light chuckle. "Straight bitch made."

"Hell yeah. How his corny high yellow ass gonna talk about Africans like that? Ignorance at its finest!" Caesar said aloud. Huey nodded in agreement.

"Took the words right out of my mouth."

"Aye nigga! You don't talk unless you gon' explain to us why you was downstairs all that long time!"

"Riley, shut up."

"What did I say, nigga?"

"Riley. Shut. Up." He warned him again. Riley responded by flipping the bird.

Ten minutes later, the doorbell rang. Ed groaned and stood right up.

"Who…the fuck…knockin' on my door!" He shouted unnecessarily. When he walked to the door and opened it, there stood a fine dark skinned teenager with a big grin. Ed stared at her frame a little.

"Damn girl. You thick as hell!"

Stacia frowned and elbowed him in his ribcage. He groaned in pain and fell to the ground.

"GOD-DAMNIT!"

"Way to greet, Ed." She said and walked right over him, ignoring his cries.

"Is that my baby?" She heard Riley ask and turned her head towards the living room. She almost squealed and ran directly to him and hopped onto his lap. She gave him a long kiss as everyone stared at the two in shock. How bold were they?

When they broke the kiss, they couldn't stop staring and smiling at each other. The room was silent, excluding Ed's faint cry for help.

"…"

"…"

"…"

"…"

"…"

"…"

"ARGH! CALL THE PARAME-….THE PAMAR-…GODDAMNIT! CALL THE FUCKIN' HOSPITAL!"

"…Well, hello to you, too, Stacia." Caesar uttered, breaking the silence. She looked at him and everyone else apologetically.

"Sorry guys, hey. I'm just so happy to see my boo!" She exclaimed with a huge smile as she leant her cheek down against Riley's. He smiled and blushed.

"You niggas make me sick." Lamaar joked.

"I agree." Huey chimed in. He felt Jazmine hit his chest and he looked down. "What?"

"How can you say that? That could be us."

"But it's not, so…" She hit him again, but he gently, yet firmly, grabbed her wrist and brought it back down on her leg.

"Stop it. I don't wanna end up like that damn couch." She laughed at that and sighed in comfort.

Stacia looked at the couple with a small smirk. "So I see you guys have gotten closer."

Ed walked in all of a sudden, gripping his side.

"You on that bullshit, Stacia!" He pointed to her with his free hand, making her roll her eyes.

"Anyways," She, along with everyone else, ignored Ed's complaints. "Ya'll all hugged up on each other now. It's so cute!" She cooed, almost making Huey sick. She smirked as she knew what she was about to say would cause quite the pandemonium. "Annnnddd…I heard that Huey called you 'baby', Jazmine."

Huey's eyes grew at Stacia's announcement, which only made her laugh. Damn, she had a big mouth sometimes! The couple blushed as everyone but Riley and Stacia stared at them in surprise.

"Shut up." Huey warned them before they said anything. Next thing coming was the laughter that filled the room. He groaned and slapped his free hand on his forehead.

"Annddd, they basically fucked on the couch!" Riley howled before everyone joined in with a mixture of surprise and amusement. Huey had enough. He reached around Jazmine and smacked Riley right in the head. "Damn, nigga!"

"I told you to shut the hell up!" Huey growled, only making Riley smirk again.

"Aye nigga, ain't nothin' to get upset about. It's 'bout time you got you some pussy. You olda then me, nigga!"

Huey rolled his eyes and held up his middle finger. Riley snorted.

"Aye gay nigga, don't point at me, point at ya girl. She the one you need to be fu-"

"Okaayyy!" Jazmine yelled, ignoring everyone's howling and unstoppable laughter.

"Oh God! Oh God! I can't breathe!" Caesar yelled, almost sliding off the couch. Stacia was all in Riley's shoulder, cracking up, Ed and Cindy were hunched over, Marcus was rolling from side to side, Lamaar was clutching his side, and Rummy was holding his stomach. Jazmine and Huey, blushing harshly, mentally shot daggers at everyone with the look they had. They were both embarrassed and irritated.

These people thought that them being together was a joke? How dare they?

"Y'know, I really like how you all seem to think our relationship is funny." Jazmine lowly spoke out, immediately halting everyone's laughter. Her voice sounded…so serious, like it had been before when she was dead set on killing the bitch, or at least severely torturing her, downstairs.

Cindy looked at her best friend and cocked her head, her long braid dangling over her shoulders.

"Jazzy, we don't think ya'll relationship is funny." She assured. "We're just shocked that Huey shows any other emotion other than anger."

At that statement, Jazmine's eyebrows narrowed at her friend. "What do you mean by that?"

Cindy blinked.

"Well…you want me to spell it out for you or somethin'?" She questioned with a little chuckle.

"That'd be nice."

Everyone blinked at Jazmine's curt reply.

Cindy narrowed her eyebrows as well and crossed her arms.

"Jazzy, you my girl, but you need to calm yo' ass down."

"Really?"

She responded automatically as everyone blinked again. Riley turned to Caesar with a smirk and mouthed 'Girl fight, nigga!'. Stacia caught it and lightly slapped his shoulder. He held his hands in defense, still smirking. Caesar wanted to laugh, but the tension in the room was too thick for that.

"Yeah, really. I know he yo' man, but you gotta admit that his ass is too cynical sometimes. That's why it's funny that he actually has other emotions."

Huey shook his head. Did she even acknowledge the fact that he was still there?

All at once, Jazmine released herself from Huey and stood up, looking like she was about to do something. Cindy raised an eyebrow and threw her head back, wishing Jazmine would go there.

"Huey's always showed other emotions aside from anger. He's caring, extremely caring! Why do you think he constantly informs us about information he feels is necessary for us to know? To prepare us! To protect us! You know why? Because he cares!"

Everyone was silent, even Huey. They all just stared at her as she continued.

"You weren't there when Huey and I tried to get his friend out of jail. His name was Shabazz K. Milton Burrow. They accused him of killing someone, even though the REAL killer left all the evidence at the crime scene." She paced back in forth, all eyes still on her. "They just had to get a black person didn't they?" She laughed bitterly. "Well, guess what? He was put on death row."

All but Huey and Riley gasped. Jazmine nodded.

"So when Huey heard the news, he called me over. We had a few meetings, trying to get Mr. Shabazz out of prison and eventually, Huey came up with a plan, which was pretty good by the way." She smiled at Huey, the fire in her eyes disappearing. "It would've worked, if it hadn't been for Ruckus' craziness. He had told everyone about 'White Jesus' and said that God hated blacks, or something like that."

"Oh yeah, I remember that." Riley muttered.

"Yo, word, I do too." Ed chimed in.

"Yeah," Jazmine nodded again. "Well, see, Mr. Freeman was going to take Huey to the prison, even though he didn't know what Huey was up to. He thought he was going to just support Mr. Shabazz at the candle lighting, but the mission was aborted, because Mr. Freeman and my dad went to Ruckus' service to stop the madness. So, Huey had no ride. It was a miracle though, because Huey's friend never died. He was still in prison for some time, and he eventually got out a few years ago."

Everyone leant forward in interest. She would've went on to tell them that the next day, Huey told her he prayed on the hill, but they didn't need to know all that.

"But that's faith right there, that's love. He was doing anything within his power to save his friend from being executed. You still think he's just heartless and angry?"

Everyone was still on mute, so she went on.

"Yes, Huey is an angry individual, but he has reason to be. Look what happened to his friend? Look at all the atrocities in the world that he's been exposed to? I'd be angry all the time too! And if you were as close a friend as I've been to him, you'd know about his life before Woodcrest and you'd understand why he acts the way he does. So for you to laugh and joke because he's displaying different emotions other than anger is ridiculous! He has a heart for God's sake. He's not emotionless. He is a sane human being, and honestly, each and every one of you, though you may not notice, are blessed to have him in your lives. I know I am."

With that lecture/story, she sat down, leaving everyone speechless. Even Huey didn't know what to say. She stuck up for him, even though he felt it wasn't necessary. Right then and there, he was sure that she was the one. She was the type of woman who would always be there for him. He didn't have to worry about her breaking his heart. She was his best friend, his right hand, his woman.

And at that moment, he knew he loved her.

He just had to express it to her.

He remained silent, as everyone eventually watched the movie again, awkwardly.

Robert Jebediah Freeman let out a long groan as he groggily sat up.

"Where am I?" he uttered, placing a hand on top of his head. It took him a minute to register that he was in his downstairs bathroom. Then it all came flooding back.

"Oh yeah! That damn, hissing sound." He spoke to himself, lifting off the ground. He didn't even dwell on the past, he just walked into the kitchen, limping a bit, and got him some orange juice.

"All I know is them little niggas better hurry up and fix my wall!"

They kissed feverishly, stripping down to their under garments. They fell onto the bed, the woman on top and continued kissing until the woman had enough.

"Okay, Jin, we need to talk." Her voice was soft, so soft that the man almost didn't hear her.

Almost.

He smirked almost pervertedly and grabbed her behind. "I'm listening."

That did it.

The woman grabbed his hand and snatched it off of her, causing a look of bewilderment to come across his face. His expression remained the same as she stood up and started getting dressed.

"What's the problem?" He nearly yelled, sitting up on the bed. The woman seemed to be in a rush.

"Jin, I'm sorry. We can't do this anymore." Her voice was so shaky. Jin shook his head, still not believing this.

"Wh-what do you mean…we can't do this anymore, Tina? We've been doing it all this long time and now you want to quit?" His voice rose and Tina grew frightened.

"No-no, I-I don't…I'm sorry!" She apologized as he groaned and fell backwards onto the bed. "Look, he's getting curious and…and, I miss him-"

"I should've known." Jin cut her off, and laughed bitterly. She froze on the spot. Something told her to just get the hell out of there and not listen to whatever he was babbling about, but she was too scared to move.

"I should've known," he repeated, getting up. "The married women always do this."

He slowly inched closer and closer to her, the fire in his eyes never dying. She stayed in the same spot, praying to God that she'd gain enough courage to just…leave.

He approached her, and slowly circled around her, like the crazy people in the movies do, as he continued to speak.

"They feel the fire in their relationship dimming…and they want a stress reliever. They want a good fuck every now and then, am I right?" She didn't answer; she just stood motionless, tears springing out of her eyes. She was beyond terrified, now. "They want to find another married man who needs a good fuck, and they both fuck the living daylights out of each other…then," He shook his head and did that bitter laugh again. "Then, the man they fuck gets them caught by the man's wife and daughter. So after the wife divorces the husband, he feels relieved. He leaves his family for the WHORE," She flinched as he shouted that word. "And she still wants to fuck him over? Oh no, babe. You got it all wrong."

It was too quick to catch. From behind, Jin grabbed Tina by the throat and choked her, almost to death. Still in his grasp, he turned her around to face him. The look on his face was…monstrous! His nose flared and his eyes were practically burning holes into hers. As he continued to strangle her, her vision was getting blurrier.

"I LOVED YOU! I FUCKING LOVED YOUR STUPID ASS AND YOU WANT TO LEAVE ME FOR THAT DECREPIT NEGRO? BITCH!"

He fiercely threw her onto the bed. She gave a long gasp, trying to catch her breath, and all of a sudden he landed his big ass right on top of her stomach. She gasped again, in pain this time and the tears just didn't stop. He turned around and sprawled his body all over hers. He stared into her eyes with a smirk. She looked back at him with the most pathetic look he'd ever seen. His smile grew and he kissed her. Tina nearly threw up once he did so. It was then that she hated him. She glared at him angrily.

When he noticed her sad eyes turn into ones of stone, he frowned and slapped her across her face, making her squeal.

"You're mine now, bitch!" He growled and aggressively pulled her shirt over her head and ripped her bra off. The look in her eyes this time was a look of horror, for she knew what he was about to do to her. Oh man, she knew she should've went with her gut!

God, help me! I'm sorry, Lord! Please!

She continued to cry out loud as the man ripped off the rest of her clothes one by one.

Hmm, something was wrong. He could feel it in the pit of his stomach. Something was terribly wrong. He just didn't know what.

Tina's been gone a long time, and Stacia hasn't been seen since yesterday morning. She's probably fine though, she's always with her friends, ignoring her parents and her responsibilities.

He sighed. He wished his relationship with his daughter wasn't so distant. He'd be devastated if something happened to her and he didn't know about it until it was too late. He wished he would've known why she called him the other day. His phone was in the car while he was at his job, so he didn't retrieve it until his shift was over. He would've called her back, but she was already home, and when she was home, she was sleep. He didn't want to bother her.

Excuses, excuses.

He shook his head and turned off the television. It was almost 5'o clock and there was no sight of his family anywhere.

Tina.

He started to feel a headache coming on at the mention of her name. He knew. He knew everything. He checked through her phone one time and saw the naked pictures, the texts, and that one significant number that was on speed dial. He should've confronted her about it earlier, but he had faith that their relationship would soon fall into place.

But he wasn't sure how much of this he could take.

He groaned irritably and stood up. He slipped on his white Nike's and threw on his dark grey pea coat.

He needed to go for a walk.

"I'm ready to go home, so what the fuck we gon' do?" Riley shouted.

Coming to America went off a few hours ago and everyone watched MTV Jams…bored out of their minds.

"Yeah, me too. We should just turn her in already." Caesar suggested tiredly. Everyone still needed their rest. They didn't do it enough.

Everyone murmured in agreement.

"Wait." Huey interjected. The rest of them snapped their heads in his direction with raised brows.

"What? I'm tired, Huey." Jazmine whined, leaning on him.

"Yeah me too. I mean, what the hell you tellin' us to wait fo'?" Cindy added.

Huey sighed. It was about that time. He had to tell them.

"…What if I said that…me and Briana…talked…"

Jazmine quickly lifted herself up and glared at him, along with everyone else.

"…What the hell is that supposed to mean?" He felt a pang in his chest at her Arctic reply. He sighed again. Why beat around the bush?

"Alright, I'll just go right ahead and say it." They all leant in, anticipated. "After we all went upstairs the first time and I went back down to check her wound, she was crying and looking pathetic. At first I thought she was just trying to trick me, but then she started talking about her family problems and she looked horrible. I still ain't trust her, but something told me she wasn't lying."

The room fell silent, so he continued.

"So…I told her about my childhood problems and hit her with a Khalil Gibran quote. I basically told her not to let her personal problems take control of her, because then she'd continue to do what she was doing to us. So that left her speechless for a while."

"Ohhhh, so that's why she stopped gettin' smart with me when I went down there. Matter of fact, she ain't say shit." Caesar smirked as Huey nodded.

"So what you sayin', she got a change of heart?" Rummy asked. Huey nodded again.

"Well I think she's full of it." Jazmine said with a shrug. "I mean, c'mon Huey, she likes you. She wants you. She could be manipulating you."

Huey gave her a deadpanned look.

"Jazmine, I'm not stupid. I'm cannot be easily deceived."

Jazmine shook her head. "Whatever." Huey rolled his as well. "So, I know that's not all because you stayed down there long last time."

Huey sighed once again.

"I was getting to that."

"Well, can we go home? I don't think we needed here." Marcus asked impatiently. "Plus, I'm tryna see my girl!"

"Nigga, how you leavin'? Huey brought us here." Lamaar retorted. Marcus sucked his teeth in realization.

"Damn."

"Right…anyways," Huey went on. "I told her we weren't turning her in bec-"

"WHAT!" Everyone exclaimed.

"Aw hell! Huey, nigga I understand the bitch got heart, but there ain't no excuse for what she did!"

"Riley, will you shut up and let me finish?"

Riley glared at his big brother.

"Fine, but you better have a good excuse, nigga. That bitch ain't gettin' off easy!"

Huey rolled his eyes.

"Okay, well I told her we weren't turning her in because we'd get in trouble too. We kidnapped her and kept her in a basement. That's not a good look."

Everybody murmured 'yeah, he got a point' and 'damn, he right'.

"And she insisted on turning herself in."

They all looked at him like he was the crazy one.

"I know, I looked at her the same way. But she said if she gets off free, she'd feel guilty knowing she did what she did without a consequence. I, for one, don't think she realizes everything she's done, because she'd get a lot of prison time; attempted murder, more than once, threats and harassment." He shrugged. "But hey, she gotta do what she gotta do."

"Damn." Riley muttered. "Did she trade her craziness with infinite knowledge or somethin'?"

Huey snorted and smirked. "I said the same thing."

"Well…it's clear that she's out of her mind." Jazmine started as Huey rolled his eyes. "…but, I respect her decision…I still don't like her…but I respect her finally acting like a grown up."

Stacia nodded. "Man, I missed everything. I can't believe Jazmine called her a bitch." She laughed as everyone but Huey joined in.

They all started talking and eventually went downstairs to the basement to release the prisoner.

When Anton Jackson finally arrived back home after his long walk, he found that his car was in the driveway. Good, his wife was home and they needed to talk.

He opened the door, expecting her to shout out 'Hey honey,' or 'Hey, where were you?'. Instead , he was greeted with silence.

A rather uncomfortable silence.

"Hmm." He hummed. Something was eerily wrong. "Tina!" He yelled. He was once again greeted with silence. He then started to get angry. If she had the audacity to bring some nigga into their home, hell was going to officially break loose.

He marched up the stairs. "Tina! Tina!" He continued calling her, earning no response. That just made him angrier.

He was about to explode. He really was.

He reached the first step and almost sprinted to his door. He flung the door open to find his wife on the floor, curled into a ball.

His anger was quickly replaced with guilt. He didn't know why he felt so guilty, but he did. His wife looked horrible. Her face was all bruised, her clothes were ripped, she was shaking all over and she was crying.

"Baby!" He cried as he knelt down. "Baby, what happened?"

'If you tell anyone what happened, you can bet your ass will be done for.' She thought back to what Jin said to her. She was terrified…scarred for life. She wasn't about to get attacked again. She couldn't take it.

She didn't respond, she just kept crying. Damn, what did happen?

He tried to pick her up, but she cried out in pain. He jumped back, afraid to break her.

"Baby, what is it?"

"My…side…" She responded hoarsely.

Her side?

He didn't know what she meant.

"Your side?" he asked in a calm voice. She then began whimpering and soon her crying turned into low wailing.

He tried hushing her and calming her down, but to no avail. Then, the light bulb went off. Her side was bothering her.

He cautiously lifted up her shirt, afraid to hurt her any further and found a deep gash there. His eyes widened in horror.

"Damnit!" He shouted in frustration, slamming his fist against the hardwood floor. Who did this to her? Was she jumped? Was she held at gunpoint? Were they robbed while he was away? Was she personally attacked?

Wait.

Anton thought for a second, and his frustration grew. Hell no. That…couldn't have happened.

Because if what he was thinking was what really happened, then he was going to have to kill somebody.

He wanted to ask her more questions, but he was more concerned about her health and safety. He lifted her up, apologized numerous times before heading out.

The ambulance weren't going to get there on time, so he had to go to them.

:O! Damn.

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