Hey folks! Of course, I'm back with another one.
I want to start off thanking all of those who read, favorited and/or reviewed on my oneshot story 'Welcome To Twenty-One'. I really appreciate it. For those of y'all who hadn't come across it yet, feel free to read it!
I also want to thank the ones who showed me love on this joint too! Thanks to all who favorited and reviewed. And although I have no idea who you guys are, thanks to the silent readers as well. I know ya'll out there. lol I used to be one too.
But anyways, College just started last week and I love it! I expected all the teachers to be boring and monotonous lol and I thought that all the classes were going to be like a big ass auditorium, like the ones in the movies lol. Well, there are colleges like that, but not mine. We got freakin' rooms. There's only a few classes with rows going up, but they aren't that big and not all of the seats are filled up. So don't believe what you see in movies, folks lol.
But I'm really feelin' it. Especially the hours. No night classes, yeah I like that lol. And we got Tropical Smoothie, Pizza Hut and Chick Fil-A. Plus another dining hall, like a cafeteria at school, but the food is actually delicious lol. And everything, but math homework is transferred online.
*Jeezy Voice* And I love it!
But yeah, enough about me!
Shoutouts to my favorite people in the world. Cruella de 'Chelle, MissG2020, jayjai107, & ShellieB. (Where's Miss Ace, Youngkong313 & MzMinni3? :o!) Thanks to Jazavelli, Rivi2012, boyluvr250 and keyks554 as well. Ya'll motivate me to go on, for real. Not that I planned on stopping, but I wouldn't be updating so recently if it weren't for ya'll so i greatly appreciate it. I really love ya'll for that.
And please read Jazavelli's story 'Hometown Glory', if you haven't yet. No lie, that story is crazy good. Never a dull chapter in that story. I'm always hype when I read it lol
But yeah, Crystal was kinda stupid for dropping the gun on the other side, huh? Lol had to make her do something dumb to increase drama. This chapter isn't as intense though. I wanted to focus my attention on Huey and Jazmine, as promised in the last chapter, so here it is.
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN BD!
And why the hell do I have typos in almost all of my chapters? I don't care how many times I correct them. There's always an error I find after the chapter's posted! Ugh, I hate that shit!
Anyways, yeah. Read lol
CHAPTER 21: THINKING OF YOU
Sluggishly, Riley Freeman pushed the front door open and closed it behind him. Damn, it was a long day. All he wanted to do was sleep.
Even if it was only 8:30PM.
Eventually Huey, Jazmine and Cindy met up with him and Stacia at the hospital, supporting the family. Mr. Jackson had a talk with them about the whole Cindy thing (they excluded the Briana part for now). Damn, he felt bad. He should've kept his phone on him, no matter how important his job was. He would've been there to support her had he answered his daughter's calls.
Lord only knew how many times that man apologized to his daughter, but she didn't care. She was just glad her mother was okay. They found out that she was stabbed in her side (luckily no major organs were punctured), beaten up and almost raped. Only she knew why he didn't rape her like he initially planned on doing, but she wasn't saying anything. She was too petrified. Jin had money. If he was ever put in jail, he could easily be released! God knew she wanted to tell her husband, her daughter, the police, anybody, what happened, but she couldn't do it.
Anyways, nobody was home. Granddad went to the store to get some more orange juice and Huey was at Caesar's. Everyone but Riley and Stacia had their rest so they were fine. Stacia just dropped him off and went home to pack. She wanted to stay the night at the hospital.
"Shit." Riley cursed tiredly. He felt like he hadn't slept in days. He almost didn't make it to the living room, but he did, collapsing on the couch. He didn't even bother changing, taking off his shoes, or getting a cover. In a second, he was out like a light.
Meanwhile at Caesar's…
"Man, I feel bad for Stacia." Caesar said in a sympathetic voice. He sighed as he dropped a card. They were playing 'I Declare War' and Caesar had the higher card. "Gimme that shit, nigga!"
Huey rolled his eyes at the last comment. "It's just a game, Ceez. Damn, you just like Riley." Caesar shrugged with a small, proud smile. "But yeah, at least her mom's okay."
Caesar nodded as he dropped another card. He had a Jack, but Huey had a King. He looked up at his friend with a playful scowl, earning a light smirk out of him. "Yeah, but all this shit happenin' over the past…what, four days?"
Huey groaned. "Don't even bring it up! I get a headache just thinkin' about that shit." Caesar chuckled at his friend's irritation.
"I still can't believe she turned herself in, though. She is crazy."
Huey shrugged, hitting Caesar with a Joker. "Yeah, she is. But she got some strong will power if she's willing to go through with all of that."
Caesar didn't reply. He just stared at the Joker for a long time. Huey looked at him amusedly, waiting for him to put his card down.
"It's not goin' anywhere. Just put somethin' down. I'm gonna win this hand anyways."
"No you won't!"
"Nigga, I have a Joker. What's higher than that?"
Caesar frowned childishly. "Nuh uh, we playin' deuces." Huey shook his head.
"Hell no, nigga. Don't change the rules now."
Caesar grumbled in defeat. Huey looked at his friend, hesitating and realized what the problem was.
"You have an Ace, don't you?"
When Caesar didn't reply, Huey pulled his lips in his mouth, trying not to smile. Caesar sighed hard and finally dropped down an Ace of hearts.
"Thank you." Huey joked while Caesar playfully flipped him the bird.
"But word, I'm proud of you, bruh."
Huey lifted his brow. "For what?"
Caesar snorted. "Nigga said, 'for what'." He put down a two of diamonds. "Man!"
"Yeah, I said 'for what', meaning…what the hell are you talking about?" Huey responded smartly as he put down a two of spades.
"I Declare War!" Caesar yelled. They quickly flipped four cards, resulting in Huey flipping a four of spades and Caesar flipping a seven of diamonds. "Yeah!"
"Don't change the subject." Huey commanded his best friend. "What do you mean?"
Caesar smirked as he collected his cards. "You and Jazmine, man."
Huey rolled his eyes. "Here we go."
"Naw, for real!" He almost shrieked boyishly. "I always wanted ya'll to get together man, but I ain't think ya'll would actually do it. Not that I ain't have faith in ya'll, but after about three years, I gave up hope." Huey rolled his eyes again. "But I'm glad you found someone though. Even if she was up under your nose all this time."
Huey shrugged again. "Aye man, I appreciate it, but it's not that big a deal."
Caesar slammed his fists on the table so hard and quick, he made Huey jump.
"What the hell?"
"Not a big deal!" He shouted.
"Hey! Quiet down down there!" A voice from upstairs yelled.
"Sorry Aunt Joan!" He yelled back. He glared at Huey almost seriously. "Nigga what you mean, 'not that big a deal'? Huey Freeman in love? That's something new. That is a big deal!"
Huey scoffed. "Whatever." Caesar laughed.
"Yo sprung ass."
Huey snorted. "Don't let me get on you about Cindy, now."
"Psshh, nigga please. You don't got nothin' on me." He said, looking at the eight of clubs Huey just threw down.
Huey snorted again. "Is that right?" He inquired knowingly. "Cindy got the sexiest tattoo! I can't wait to see it at her pool party! Oh my God!" He mocked, trying to imitate Caesar. Caesar frowned as he threw a six of clubs on the table.
"I don't sound like that."
"Might as well." Caesar smirked.
"Yeah, well her tattoo is sexy. You just ain't see it yet." He argued as Huey smirked back. "And you can't talk wit' yo' 'Jazmine's belly ring is so hot it could give a nigga wet dreams' lookin' ass." He joked, making Huey chuckle.
"Shut up. You haven't seen that yet either. So what you sayin'?"
"I'm sayin' that what you sayin' is irrelevant. No matter how sexy these girls are, there's a major difference. You're in love with one, and I'm not. Cindy's my best friend…other than you of course."
Huey shrugged again. "So what?"
That's when Caesar's smirk widened into a bright, toothy grin. Huey looked at him sideways.
"What?"
Caesar snickered, that grin still evident. "You love her."
They stared at each other for a good minute. Huey looked at him with his usual facial expression, while Caesar looked overly excited. After what seemed like a whole minute,
"Yeah…so?"
"AAAHHH!" Caesar screamed excitedly, but apologized immediately to his Aunt upstairs. Huey shook his head, but let a small smile form on his lips, along with a deep blush.
Damn.
"Shut up and play." He replied in a tone that meant he wanted the conversation to end soon. Caesar played, but the conversation didn't stop.
"So…you tell her yet?" He asked in interest. Huey shook his head no.
"Not yet. I wanted to tell her today, but the whole Stacia's mom thing was in the way."
Caesar nodded in understanding. "Yeah, well lemme know what she says when you tell her."
With a roll of his eyes, Huey chucked his three of hearts at him.
"Hey!" Caesar silently exclaimed.
"I'd expect her to say it back." He responded monotonously. Caesar shook his head.
"Well duh. But I wanna know how she says it." Huey gave him a funny look.
"You doin' too much."
Caesar laughed half-heartedly. "You sounded like your brother just now."
Huey pointed at him. "Don't insult me like that again."
Caesar laughed harder. Huey was so stupid sometimes.
"You dumb yo." He said after he got himself together. Huey shrugged. "Oh, and don't think after ya'll say 'I love you', things just gonna go on like it has been." He informed his friend, as if he didn't know. Huey rolled his eyes once more.
"I know, Ceez."
"First ya'll gonna be all lovey dovey-"
"Ceez…"
"-then ya'll gon' be goin' over each other's houses, practically livin' with each other-"
"Caesar."
"-then ya'll gon' start gettin' freaky and shit and-"
"Caesar!"
"-end up like Riley and Stacia, fuckin' all the time-"
"Goddamnit Michael!" Huey yelled heatedly.
"Hey!"
"Sorry, Ms. Joan!"
Caesar was cracking up as he noticed Huey's cheeks turn a deeper shade of red.
"My bad man. You ain't have to call me by my first name though." Huey shook his head.
"You're unbelievable." Caesar shrugged, still laughing.
"Man, I'm about done with this game." He finally announced after he was done laughing.
"Yeah, me too." Huey agreed.
"Want somethin' to drink?" His friend offered. Huey shook his head.
"Naw, I think I'm gonna head home now."
"Aw man, niggas always leavin' me." Caesar pouted jokingly. Huey raised his eyebrow as he stood up.
"…That was very gay."
"Shut up, Riley."
Huey walked up to him and hit him in the back of his head. Caesar just laughed in response.
"Girl, I'm serious. He loves you. Ain't no denyin' that!"
Jazmine laughed as she fell back onto her bed.
"I don't know. How can you tell?"
Cindy scoffed playfully as she laid right beside Jazmine on her back. "Girl please! It's all in his aura! That glint in his eyes when he looks at you, the things he does for you, the way he speaks to you."
Jazmine sighed dreamily. "Well, I hope so. Because I love him." She admitted with pride. Cindy snickered.
"I knew it."
"Hush." Jazmine playfully warned. "No, really I wanted to tell him today, but the whole Stacia thing…"
Cindy nodded. "Yeah. Speaking of which, she told me to tell you something."
Jazmine turned her head to her friend in confusion. "What?"
A silly smirk played on Cindy's lips. "She said for you to tell Huey to strap up." She busted out laughing after that.
Jazmine's mouth was wide open and her cheeks were on fire. She playfully pushed Cindy off of the bed and shook her head.
"You guys are crazy!" She shrieked. Cindy was still weak.
"Oh man, you should've seen your face!" She exclaimed as she hopped back on the bed.
Jazmine rolled her eyes. "Whatever."
After she calmed down, she turned to her friend with a straight face. "Okay, on the real though, when ya'll get to that point…please stay protected."
Jazmine giggled. "What, do you think I'm stupid?"
Cindy sighed. "It's not about that. Sometimes people get caught up in the heat of the moment and don't think. Please try to think when ya'll start doin' the nasty." Jazmine giggled again at her choice of words.
"'When'? How do you know we won't break up before we get to that?" She joked. Cindy slapped her shoulder, making her laugh loud.
"Bitch, you better not!" Jazmine gasped.
"Hey! Don't call me that!"
Cindy hugged her tightly. "Aw, I'm sorry girl! I just don't want to hear you talkin' like that." Jazmine laughed again.
"Yeah, whatever. What do you care about our sex life anyways?" She asked in all curiosity. Cindy smiled at the mention of the two of them having a 'sex life'.
"Ya'll done already started?"
Jazmine's eyes grew. "No you idiot!" Cindy laughed again. "Hush!"
"Sorry, sorry." She apologized unconvincingly. "But I just don't want you gettin' prego on me, girl. You too young for that."
Jazmine snickered. "Cindy, I'm not going to get pregnant. I'm pretty sure Huey wouldn't let himself do anything without protection and I have birth control pills-"
"WHAT!" Cindy exclaimed in shock. Jazmine shook her head.
"I haven't used them yet!"
Cindy shook hers as well. "Oh, well that's good. I mean, you should use 'em, but I'm sayin'…if you had to use 'em now, ya'll some freaks."
That comment caused her to get pushed off again. Jazmine smiled amusedly and shook her head again. She pulled her hair out of that ponytail and let it fall on her shoulders. Cindy got back up in her spot on the bed, unfazed by the fact that her friend was literally pushing her around.
"Yeah, yeah. Are you staying over?" Cindy gave her a duh look. Jazmine grinned and jumped up on her feet. "Well, you know what that means, right?"
Cindy grinned as well and sat up.
"Yeah,"
"MOVIE NIGHT!" They yelled before racing downstairs to the stacks of DVDs in the living room.
In the hallway, pacing back and forth was Stacia's father. He was so frustrated. He knew this had to be some dude she met up with who did this. Though it was a relief that she wasn't raped and the gash wasn't as bad as he thought, he was still pissed. He had reason to be. As much as he didn't want to be mad at his wife, he was. She left him for someone and now this is the end result. The hospital. On Sunday, too? He was sure that powerful message got through to her. He hoped it did.
And of course, he was angry at whoever the hell this nigga was. Beating up on women? Who does that? He wanted to find this guy and kill him, but his faith in God just wasn't going to allow him to do so. He just wanted the police to handle it.
If only his wife would give up the details. What? Was she afraid of how he'd react if she told him she left to see someone else? He already knew! He just wanted to turn the criminal in.
He couldn't stay in that room for long periods because he'd go off. He knew that, and that wasn't a good look. His daughter was in there for crying out loud. His wife was on the hospital bed. He couldn't do that. He'd have to go in there at some point in time though. He had to find somewhere to sleep, didn't he?
Just then, he heard the door creak open and soft footsteps. He turned around to find Stacia in her black and white polka dot PJs and black socks. Her hair was in a scarf and she had a thin, white cover over her shoulders.
"Dad? You comin' back in?" She timidly asked. It was awkward for her. They never really talked.
He looked at his daughter with sad eyes. She had no idea what was going on with her mother. She didn't know she was a cheater, and she didn't know that some man beat up on her. It was sad, and it was going to be hard to break the news to her.
So he wasn't going to be the one to break it to her. Her mother was.
"Yeah. In a minute." He replied with a sigh. She nodded and went back into the room.
He shook his head and slammed his fist into his hand. This was maddening. He hated their broken relationship. Two broken relationships in a family that's supposed to be one. That was heartbreaking to him…to them all, really. They needed to get it together.
In the room,
Stacia sat on the futon, and watched her mother as she slept. She looked horrible. She looked weak, like she was in so much…pain. The way her face was twisted up seemed as if she was reliving what happened to her…like it was one of those realistic nightmares that haunted her over and over again.
After a while, she sighed and laid down on her side, facing her mom. She pulled the cover on top of her and closed her eyes, trying to get some sleep.
About an hour later, she heard the footsteps of her father walk in and sit in the chair opposite of her mother. In a minute or so, he was out.
It was amazing how fast he went to sleep, but she just couldn't do it. God, not this again.
Insomnia. Ugh!
She groaned and turned on her other side. That didn't work either. She tried and tried…all night, but she just couldn't get any sleep.
"Damn." She muttered lowly. It was final. She wasn't going to sleep. She got up, stretched and walked past her parents, out the room. She went downstairs to the Café area and got some food and snacks.
She also wasn't going to school. There was no way she'd stay focused.
"Huey!"
The young freedom fighter opened his eyes to find the mulatto cutie standing at the foot of his bed. He groaned sleepily and rubbed his eyes to adjust them.
"Jazmine?" He inquired, shocked beyond belief. Where did she come from, and how did she get in?
At the mention of her name, she grinned and walked up to his side. That's when he noticed what she had on. Pink and white Victoria' Secret sweatpants and a matching pink and white flimsy shirt. And when I say flimsy, I mean flimsy. Like, if she were to jump around, all her business would be out in the open.
That didn't bother him though. What bothered him was what she didn't have on.
A bra.
He gulped as she walked over to the computer chair and brought it over to his side. She sat down and faced him with the same grin.
"Jazmine, what are you doing here?" He asked, not meaning to say it like that. She frowned anyways.
"I just wanted to see my boyfriend. Is that a crime, Huey?" She asked irritably, raising her voice. Huey shushed her as he noticed Riley sleeping.
"Quiet. You'll wake him up."
She let out a quiet giggle. "Oh, sorry."
He rolled his eyes in response. "Well, I'm okay with you being here, but what about your parents?"
She scoffed and waggled her fingers. "They're sleeping. I mean, what they don't know won't hurt 'em right?" She said with a sly smirk. Huey looked at her sideways.
So…she was being sneaky now?
Huey couldn't help but smirk at her behavior. It was cute.
"So, you think you bad now?" Jazmine giggled again.
"I don't think it…I know it." She replied in a low, seductive voice as her green orbs met with his reddish-brown ones. He didn't say a word. He was so turned on by that voice and her sleeping attire. He felt a rise in his black sweatpants and inwardly cursed himself. This woman was the devil in disguise.
"What are you doin' to me?" He asked in a hypnotic tone, not even thinking about what he was saying. His breathing was shallow, and his heart nearly beat out of his chest. She had him, he couldn't deny that. He was two seconds away from pulling her on top of him.
She did that cute giggle again as she moved her face closer to his. He gulped again in anticipation. Not like they haven't kissed before, but with her looking and acting like that, anything could happen. And he wasn't even sure if he had the right materials to go all the way.
Just then, Jazmine connected her lips with his and he almost lost all control. She moaned into his mouth softly, driving him crazy! When she did it again, he lost it and picked her up with incredible strength. She laughed as he did so. Once she was on top of him, they went at it. They were all down each other's throats, moaning and groaning as their bodies ground into each other. They were moving so fast! Huey's hands were inside her shirt, rubbing her smooth back as Jazmine rubbed her hands all over his exposed chest.
The two got friskier. Huey's hands went down to her ass and gently caressed it, earning another moan from his girl. It was like music to his ears. Shit!
He broke the kiss, just to move to her neck. God, she smelled so good. Those moans filled the air again, and it was a wonder Riley was still asleep. Hell, Huey didn't even care anymore.
This was it. This was the night he'd give his woman all of him.
Just when he hooked his fingers on her waistband, attempting to pull down her sweatpants…
BEEEEEEPPP! BEEEEEEPPP! BEEEEEEPPP! BEEEEEEEEEEPPPPP!
…it was Monday morning.
He immediately arose from his slumber, his eyes nearly bulging out of his head. He looked around to find himself on the coach across from the TV. Riley was sleep on the coach beside him. He groaned in frustration. That damn alarm clock always goes off at the wrong time!
Wait…he just dreamt about him and Jazmine nearly doing it. So, he was fantasizing about her, now? Great.
"Shit." He cursed as he looked down at himself, his eyes still bulging.
Morning wood. Hehe.
Oh, wait…that's not funny.
Well, it is to me. Haha!
Anyways.
He hurriedly ran upstairs before anyone woke up and noticed his…predicament, and hit the shower.
He had to tell her he loved her today or he'd literally go insane.
The room was dark and bare. There was a large mirror on one side, a large, grey rectangular table in the middle and four chairs, one on each side. It was kind of retarded looking since the table was so long. The only reason all of that could be seen was because of the lone light bulb dangling lowly over the middle of the table.
Crystal sat on the side opposite from the door and held a deep scowl. Ever since she was driven away from the hotel, she had that expression on her face. She didn't even speak. She was too pissed off. Damn! Why the hell was she there? Why didn't they believe her? Why didn't they even question him? They just let him get away! Fucking punk ass cops!
She impatiently waited for someone to come in. She just wanted to get this over with and be gone. They said they were going to run a lie detector test on her. Good. Then they'd feel stupid and she'd be able to give them his whereabouts.
She's already been in there for twenty minutes. What the hell was taking so long?
Twenty more minutes later, a white guy with red hair and a vicious scowl on his face entered in. The look was quite scary, and if Crystal wasn't so upset, she'd be fear-stricken. But she wasn't. She just wanted to go.
"Took ya'll long enough." She muttered angrily as she saw him take his seat across from her.
All the way on the other side of the table. She rolled her eyes. This was so stupid.
"Look woman. If you were a guy talking to me like a smart-ass, I'd waste no time kicking you in the nuts!"
Crystal scrunched her face up at what the weirdo just said. Her face stayed that way as they stared at each other for awhile. She finally broke the silence.
"So…you enjoy kicking guys in the nuts?"
"It's my job! Look, that's not what we're here for! Tell me why you tried to kill Jin Taylor?" He screamed immediately after her question. She stared at him in shock and disbelief. Who was this guy and what's his problem?
"Okay, first of all, Jin Taylor is not innocent, alri-"
"I didn't ask if he was innocent! I wanna know why you tried to kill him!"
He yelled at her again, except this time was much harsher. She stared at the crazy man for quite some time. Was he really qualified for his job? Looks like he belongs in the crazy house.
If she weren't handcuffed, she would've held up her hands, indicating that he needed to chill.
"Okay, look. He beat up on a woman who goes to the hotel I work at all the time."
The man gave her a 'yeah, right' expression, which earned a hard glare out of Crystal.
"I'm serious!" She yelled this time, getting his full attention. "I saw her, not even twenty minutes later than she checked in, limp out the door holding her side. And her face was all bruised and shit. It wasn't pretty!"
The red-haired man just nodded slowly for her to go on.
"And not too long after that, this asshole comes out the elevator tryna leave, but oh naw, I caught his ass. I asked him what happened to the woman-"
"What's the woman's name?"
Crystal froze for a second after he asked her that. She didn't even know why she left Tina's name out. She just didn't, but it wasn't intentional.
"Oh, Tina Jackson."
The man nodded again, waiting for her to go on, and she wasted no time in doing so. Shoot, this was getting better and better. She'd soon leave and get on with her life, knowing she helped another woman beaten up by trifling niggas.
She went on telling him everything, from Jin's slip up, to what happened when the cops arrived.
"So, hold up. He's still loose?"
"YEEESSS!" Crystal couldn't stress that enough. She'd been saying that since before she was thrown in the back of the cop car. Now someone wants to listen to her?
It's about time.
"Alright. Well, thank you Ms. Crystal. And sorry for the misunderstanding."
He opened the door to let another cop in. She thought she was going back to the jail cell, and she almost flipped, but she felt the weight of the handcuffs fall to the ground, changing her mood.
"You're free to go." She didn't say thanks, she didn't say goodbye. She just left.
She'd never been so relieved in all her life. Now she had to go home and see about the Jacksons. She sure hoped she still had a phonebook.
"Hello?"
"Hey, I'm comin' over. You ready?"
"Yeah, but Cindy's not."
"…She's with you?"
Jazmine rolled her eyes at her boyfriend's response.
"Yes, silly."
"Oh. Well tell her to hurry up. Riley's comin' down any minute now."
"Okay."
With that, the both of them hung up. Jazmine sighed as she dropped it in her purse. She couldn't wait to see him. They both needed to talk, somewhere private. She wanted to tell him how she really felt, regardless of how he'd respond. True, it'd be pretty devastating if he didn't feel the same way as she did, but she just had to tell him. She was starting to have some pretty impure dreams about him and she knew she had to tell him how she felt or else she'd go crazy.
Sounds familiar don't it?
Not a second to waste, the phone rang again. She pulled it out of her purse and looked at the contact. She rolled her eyes with a smile and answered it.
"Yesss?"
"…Do they really need to ride with us?"
She laughed at her retarded boyfriend.
"Shut up, Huey. They're coming."
"Fine." He huffed and clicked off. She laughed again and shook her head. She really did love him.
"Cindy!" She yelled from the staircase. "Hurry! The boys are coming!"
"Ooh! Caesar's coming?" Cindy abruptly responded, but regretted it just as quick.
Jazmine's eyes widened as her ears picked up what her best friend just said.
"…What?"
"What?"
"…"
"…"
"Just hurry up!"
"Aiight, Jaz, chill!"
Cindy yelled back from the top. Jazmine giggled again. She couldn't believe what Cindy was saying. So she was feeling Caesar now? Although she just said 'Ooh! Caesar's coming', she sounded eager as hell. She didn't have to say 'I'm feeling him' or 'I like him'. It was obvious.
Jazmine shrugged and sat down to put on her sandals.
She decided to look cute today. She wore a dress with pink and orange flowers all over, that stopped right above her knees. She had on a cardigan to go with her shoes and chose to bring her matching purse. She wore gold jewelry; earrings, bracelets and her favorite necklace. She had no makeup on and she wore her hair out in one puffball. She smiled as she thought of the first time she met Huey and how he tried to convince her that she was just fine with her out-of-control hair. It took a few years for her to realize that he was right, but at least she did realize it. She should've known anyways, he was almost always right.
She smiled hard as she thought of him again. Man, she couldn't wait to see him.
Just then, the doorbell rang and she nearly sprinted to the door with one sandal on and the other in her right hand.
"Coming!" She yelled and the next second, she flung the door open. She smiled hard as she was met face to face with her man. "Hey baby!" She yelled and wrapped her arms around him, holding him tight.
Trapped in her arms, Huey drew his eyebrows close together.
"Jazmine,"
"Hmm?"
"Let me go." He demanded in a soft voice. Jazmine jumped back and smiled apologetically.
"Sorry." She apologized and walked back over to the couch to put on her other sandal. Huey closed the door behind him and walked to the seat across from her. He watched her as she slipped her foot into the sandal and smirked.
"You look cute." He complimented, making her smile and blush.
"Thanks." She replied, looking up at him. "Hey, can you come over later today?"
Huey shrugged. "Sure. I planned on stopping by anyways."
Jazmine grinned excitedly. "Great! Because I need to tell you something important, but don't worry about it until the time comes."
Huey shrugged again. "Fine. I gotta tell you something too."
"What?" Jazmine asked right away. He shook his head at her excited state.
"Not now. Later."
Both knew what they were going to say later, but neither knew what the other was going to say.
Oh well, all that will be discussed in the future. Right now, they had to get to school on time.
"Hey, baby could you give me the five dollars on the table?" Jazmine asked him. He rolled his eyes.
"Can you please stop with the pet names?" He asked politely as he stood up and waltzed over to the table. Jazmine tilted her head to the side.
"Why? You don't like it?" she inquired.
He shook his head. "No, that's not it. Just, when you say it you make me wanna…"
He stopped talking as he realized what he was about to say, but Jazmine knew what he meant. She laughed as she caught on.
"I make you want to say it, too?" She teased lightly. As he walked to her with the money, he brought his finger to his lips indicating for her to stop talking. She laughed in response.
She retrieved the money and thanked him. He nodded and stretched a little. That couch at home wasn't very comfortable.
"Well, Riley's in the car. I'm goin' too. Tell Cindy I said to hurry up."
"Nigga, I'm comin'!" Cindy yelled as she nearly rushed down the steps. Rather than wearing her chill clothes, Cindy came into her friends' view wearing black skinny jeans, a white long-sleeved button up and black flats. That part wasn't what took her so long. It was the way her hair was styled so perfectly and how beautiful her natural make-up made her look. She had her hair in a single ponytail placed at the bottom left of her head and she had the ends curled, giving it body. Her bangs rested right on top of her perfectly arched eyebrows.
She looked like a true white girl, but she didn't care. As long as she looked cute and people didn't try acting differently towards her, it didn't matter. Besides, she is white.
Jazmine almost gasped as watched her friend walking towards her.
"Cindy…"
Cindy stared at her friend's open mouth expression and rolled her eyes. "What?"
"You look so pretty!" Jazmine screamed girlishly, earning a punch to the arm by her friend. Huey shrugged once more.
"She's right. You look nice, Cindy."
Cindy raised her eyebrow. "Uh…thanks, but Huey you never complimented me before."
Once again, Huey shrugged. Today was the day he was going to tell his girl he loved her. He didn't care what people thought and no one was about to ruin his good mood.
"Yeah well, don't get used to it." He told her as he started walking out. Jazmine smiled and shook her head.
"And he's right back to bein' an asshole." Cindy muttered playfully. Jazmine rolled her eyes and followed her boyfriend out, along with Cindy.
When they reached the car, Riley looked out the window and spotted Cindy.
"Yo, Cindy you look different." Riley acknowledged as Jazmine opened his door. He looked to his right and rolled his eyes. "Yeah yeah, I'm gettin' up."
Jazmine laughed a little. "No, it's okay. I'll sit in the back this time."
Riley looked at her and smiled. "Aiight, cool!"
Huey shook his head as he turned the car on. As soon as he was sure everyone was in the car and strapped in, he drove off.
That's when Cindy noticed something was missing.
"Hey, where's Caesar?"
Meanwhile at the doctor's office,
"NO! I DON'T WANT IT!"
"Caesar, it's not that-"
"NO! I'VE DONE THIS BEFORE! NOTHING YOU CAN SAY OR DO IS GOING TO CHANGE HOW I FEEL ABOUT THIS!"
"Caesar. It's required that you take this-"
"DAMN THAT! I'M AN AMERICAN WITH RIGHTS! I WILL NOT STAND FOR THIS!"
All three doctors looked at each other with knowing looks before pinning the overly frantic teen on the bed. One of them finally stuck the needle in his arm and removed the blood. Caesar screamed dramatically, as if he was watching his parents getting murdered or something.
Within a minute or so, the needle was removed and replaced with a gauze.
"See. Now that wasn't so bad was it?" One of the doctors asked, knowing damn well Caesar didn't like it.
He didn't answer her. He just looked up at her with his bottom lip sticking out, like a little kid. If he didn't look like a grown man with the facial hair and all, she would've actually found it cute.
"Now, for your second blood sample-"
"WHAT!"
Back at the car,
"He went to the doctor for a physical." Huey answered Cindy's question. She rolled her eyes, but stayed quiet. She didn't want to let them know it, but she was looking cute for him. For his sake, he better show up for school.
"Knock knock." A peppy, thin white woman walked into the hospital room with a tray of food.
Stacia looked up, her eyes droopy as all hell and nodded. The woman took that as permission to set the tray down on the small table and did so. Without a word, she left.
Stacia let out a long yawn and stared down at her chocolate sundae. She didn't want that shit. She just wasted her money buying all of the junk food she could afford, watching soap operas. She just wanted to get some freaking sleep. Was that too much to ask? It's not as if her weekend hasn't been hard enough. First the Briana thing, now this. What the hell?
She looked over her mom's sleeping form and noticed her dad wasn't there. She knew he was gone, but she just wished he'd come back. For some reason, she didn't want him to leave. She didn't want to be the only one in the room with her mother. She felt as if the attacker would enter in and try to harm them both with her father gone. That thought didn't sit well with her at all.
She groaned irritably and placed the sundae on the tray. She need some sleep!
She laid back down to give it another try, but found it impossible. What she needed was some sedatives.
She sighed heavily and just reclined on the futon to watch some more TV. What else was there to do?
Riley stared blankly at the teacher as he went on and on about the single-celled organisms. His mind wasn't even focused on that. All he could think about was his girl, and how sad she was the day before. He hated that shit. He never liked to see her upset, and he hated how her mother was a victim, of all people. He didn't know her well, because of Stacia's almost non-existent relationship with her, but he still felt bad. Why? He didn't know. It wasn't his fault.
Man, he just wanted to see his baby again. He just hoped she wasn't on that Insomnia shit again, because whenever that happened, it was hard to get her to sleep properly again. He made a mental note to see her right after school let out. He had one more class left. It wouldn't be long.
"Mr. Freeman."
The nasal voice calling his name yanked him out of his thoughts.
"Yeah?" He asked, caught off guard. The teacher sighed hard. "Could you explain to me what the flagella is?"
Inwardly, Riley rolled his eyes. This was stupid. He couldn't believe how easy this class was, yet how long and drawn out it was. His teacher's boring nature just made things so much longer for some reason.
He sighed.
"Flagella are single long whip-like structures that propel the cell forward." He monotonously answered, ready to leave the room. Time was ticking, but apparently not fast enough.
The teacher looked taken aback by Riley's educated answer. Riley noticed and inwardly smirked at his dumbass teacher.
Yeah nigga, I ain't stupid. He thought.
"…Great answer, Riley. That's something I expected your brother to say. Very impressive."
Riley glared at the asshole.
"Yo, just because he like to talk all proper like, don't make my dumber than him." He yelled at the man. The teacher's eyes grew in shock and nervousness. He didn't mean to upset the boy.
"Oh, no. Riley I didn't say you were dumb. I just never thought I'd hear you give me a straight answer."
"So, what…you were testin' me?" Riley argued. Cindy sat to his right and looked at him with wide eyes, just like the rest of the sophomore class. Lamaar and Marcus were in the back with wide grins. "Try me again. See if I don't get it right, then."
The teacher shook his head. "Now Riley, I don't want to start any trouble."
Riley laughed bitterly. "Too late. Hurry up, we got like five minutes. I'm sure you could think up somethin' within that timeframe."
Cindy smirked at her friend challenging the teacher. He was crazy, but she gave him props. Shoot, she was glad he stood up for himself. Teachers always tryna play somebody on the low.
"Mr. Freeman,"
"Mr. Lewis,"
"Riley!"
"Arthur!"
That was it. The class busted out laughing. Riley called the teacher by his name, and it was the funniest thing to them. Arthur? Really? So that's your name, huh?
The teacher's face turned red in anger and embarrassment. He couldn't believe his student was trying to show him up.
"Fine!" He agreed. Riley crossed his arms with a smirk. "Tell me what Biology means."
The class groaned while Riley gave the teacher a weird look. Did the nigga really think he was stupid? Clearly, he must've thought he was retarded or something.
"The study of life. You mind givin' me some…I don't know…real questions?" Riley challenged him again with annoyance present in his features. The teacher gulped. He didn't think Riley knew that answer since he's never seemed interested in the subject before!
Dumbass teacher! He still isn't! The class is just too easy!
"Okay," The man timidly started. "What are the main elements found in the nucleus within a cell?"
"Chromatin, nucleolus, and nuclear membrane."
"…That's correct." Mr. Lewis droned in a sad tone.
Lamaar and Marcus whooped and hollered for him as Cindy clapped and cheered. "Yeeaaah! Go Riley!"
Riley smiled and motioned for the teacher to go on.
"What is the nucleolus?" The teacher asked slowly, a light smirk forming. He didn't even teach this lesson yet. Riley couldn't possibly know this answer.
Or could he?
Riley sighed hard. "We didn't go over that."
Mr. Lewis shrugged. "Well, give it a shot anyways."
Riley frowned hard, making Mr. Lewis' smile grow, but as he watched his shady teacher get excited, his frown turned upside down, confusing the man.
"Like I said, we didn't go over that," He looked to Cindy who tried so hard not to laugh. "But the nucleolus is the small and optically dense region in the inside of the nucleus made of rRNA and proteins. For those of ya'll that don't know, rRNA, also known as ribosomal ribonucleic acid, is the RNA component of the ribosome, the organelle that is the site of protein synthesis within cells. It provides a mechanism for decoding mRNA into amino acids and interacts with tRNAs during translation by providing peptidyl transferase activity."
The entire room fell silent as they gawked at the exact replica of his brother. What the hell? This nigga's a genius!
"Nigga, this shit too easy." He said in a tired-like tone. As everyone remained quiet, he looked around.
He noticed everyone's shocked expressions and felt a smirk play upon his lips. He knew he was gonna surprise some people, but he didn't care. It was time for people to know who he was. He was the same old Riley, the silly, arrogant, cool guy, but he was also highly intelligent, and he hated how people always failed to see that. They always compared him to his brother, and though he was aware that his brother made smarter choices than he did, he knew he wasn't that much smarter than he was.
"Yo," he heard a loud whisper behind him and turned around to see Lamaar with the goofiest expression he'd ever seen on him. Riley smiled hard. "I knew you were smart, but damn. You showed that nigga up."
Riley snickered as the rest of the class complimented him on his intelligence. Yeah, he was the shit.
The teacher didn't say anything. He just awkwardly walked over to his desk and took his seat.
Fuck it. The kid he least expected to make him feel stupid, just made him feel stupid. He was just done for the day. He picked up his jacket, his lunch bag, and whatever else he brought with him that morning and started to leave.
"Do whatever you want. I'm going home." He announced, as if anyone cared.
They just looked at him for a while.
"Cool." Riley broke the silence.
Then they all started yelling excitedly and acting like complete fools. He rolled his eyes and walked out, feeling a migraine coming on.
3:15, the bell rang. Class was dismissed and everyone either ran to the buses or to their cars.
The gang, minus Stacia and Caesar met up with each other in the parking lot.
Cindy huffed irritably as she and Riley walked towards Huey and Jazmine. "Where the hell is Caesar now?"
She hadn't seen him all day! A doctor's appointment isn't supposed to last that long. Nigga had her looking pretty for nothing!
"No idea. He should've been here today. It's just a physical, not an operation." Jazmine said. Huey shrugged, causing Cindy to frown. Not at him, but at the fact that the nigga wasn't there!
"Man, whatever."
The four of them walked together and headed for the car. That's when Cindy remembered something important.
"Yo! Let me tell you what yo' brother did in Biology!" Cindy excitedly told Huey. Huey looked at her with an unreadable expression. He didn't look annoyed, nor did he look pleased. She couldn't figure it out, but she didn't care.
"What?"
Riley rolled his eyes as he grinned wide. "Naw, Cindy you ain't gotta tell this nigga nothin'. He probably saw that shit comin'."
Cindy turned to Riley quickly. "Hell no!" She turned back to Huey just as quick. Jazmine tried not to laugh. Cindy was trippin'.
"Okay, so this bitch ass teacher tried to play him, right?" She kept talking as they all got into Huey's Mercedes. Jaz sat in the front this time. Riley didn't mind at all.
"He was like, 'Mr. Freeman, what does the flagella do,' or 'what is the flagella's job' or somethin' like that. Then Riles was soundin' like you, answerin' the question just like a fuckin' scholar or some shit."
Huey didn't start the car yet. He wanted to wait until Cindy was done with the story.
He turned around in his seat to look at her. "Well, what did he say?"
Cindy shrugged, causing Huey's eyes to roll. Riley laughed and shook his head.
"I said, 'Flagella are single long whip-like structures that propel the cell forward', and the nigga looked at me like I was an alien or somethin'."
Huey smirked. "That's not surprising." Jazmine shook her head though.
"I beg to differ."
Riley sucked his teeth. "Now here you go." Jazmine giggled.
"Sorry Riley, I just never heard you speak like that. I know you're smart."
He smiled at that and nodded. "'Preciate it."
"But ya'll gon' be trippin' when I tell ya'll what he said after that. That nigga was really soundin' like a genius. Hell, he is a genius."
Riley snorted. "I ain't no genius." Cindy punched him in his arm, making him laugh. "Yo' violent ass."
"Yo' smart ass! Don't sit here and get all humble on me." She then looked up at her friends in the front seat. "Okay, so they got to arguin' back and forth 'cause the teacher tried to play him, talkin' about some 'Very impressed, blah-blah-blah, that sounds like something your brother would say'. So that shit ticked Riley off, right?"
Both brothers snorted as Jazmine giggled. Cindy was so animated and hype when she explained things.
"So Riley challenged the nigga and was like 'yo, ask me some questions and I bet yo I'ma get 'em all right' or somethin' like that. So the teacher gon' pull a dumb one and ask Riley 'what's biology mean?'"
Riley rolled his eyes at the recollection.
"Tryna insult a nigga's intelligence and shit." He muttered. Huey rolled his eyes as well.
"Is he white?"
Riley looked at him with a raised brow. "Nigga, do you even have to ask?" Huey shrugged as Jazmine just looked at them. "He knew who you was though. You remember havin' Mr. Lewis?"
Huey shrugged again. "I don't know, I didn't really pay attention. He was probably one of those teachers I used to always correct."
Riley nodded as Jazmine giggled. That sounded about right.
"So anyways," Cindy went on, ignoring the brothers' conversation. "Riley was like, 'the study of life. c'mon with the real questions dude'. So the teacher asked him what was found in a nucleus and Riley said…he said…Riley, what you say?"
Riley snickered again at his best friend. Huey and Jazmine just looked at him expectantly. "I said the chromatin, nucleolus and the nuclear membrane."
"Right!" Cindy exclaimed right after. "So then Mr. Lewis ol' punk ass gon' do a little bitch move and ask Riley a question he ain't teach. So at first Riley was like 'Yo, we ain't learn that shit', and the teacher gon' smile 'cause he thought he got Riley, but when I saw Riley smile, I knew he was gon' show that nigga up! And…go'on head and tell 'em what you said Riley!" She yelled and shook her head as she thought of it again. Riley Freeman had all this knowledge and people still thought he was stupid? The nerve of them!
Riley sighed.
"Aiight."
And he told his brother and his brother's girl exactly what was said in the classroom. When he was finished, Jazmine stared at him with her jaw to the ground. He looked at Huey and noticed that he was even surprised, since his eyebrow was raised up high. He looked at Cindy and saw her grinning happily.
"…Damn." Huey finally said after what seemed like forever.
"Damn, is right." Jazmine joined in, making Riley laugh hard. Cindy joined in too.
The couple in the front still remained speechless, but after about ten seconds, Huey finally turned to Jazmine.
"And I told ya'll to stop underestimating him." He said, turning around in his seat to face the front. Jazmine rolled her eyes.
Riley and Cindy just sat in the back the whole time, cheesing.
Despite the fact that Riley wanted to see Stacia, and Cindy wanted to see Caesar, they just couldn't stop smiling. That little episode in the classroom really uplifted their dull moods.
It wasn't long before the crew left the school parking lot to go home.
"You wanna fuck with me? Okay. You wanna play rough? Okay. Say hello to my little friend!"
Chilling in his theatre room in his PJs, Jin Taylor grinned hard. He loved gangster movies. His all time favorite was The Godfather, but he couldn't find it anywhere. So he decided to put in Scarface instead, his second favorite movie.
He looked down at the pistol Crystal dropped, just resting in his lap. Damn, he couldn't believe his luck. The dumbass police took the wrong person to jail, her dumbass dropped the gun on his side, and no one even stopped by to ask him any questions.
His grin turned sinister as he imagined what torture Crystal could be in at the moment. Stupid bitch, tried to kill him. She tried to kill Jin Taylor? He hoped for her sake that she stayed in the jailhouse, because she was really better off there than on the streets. If she was out, he was going to have to hunt her down and kill her. He had to do it. She was a threat.
He sighed hard. That bitch could've just minded her own business, but nooo. She wanted to play the 'hero' or 'heroine' game. Dumbass.
He laughed darkly and stopped halfway through it. Hell, even he scared himself sometimes.
He just stopped thinking about all that shit and watched the movie, up until there was loud, obnoxious knock at the door. He scowled deeply and quickly got up. He threw the gat down on the couch and headed to his front door. If it was those damn Jehovah Witnesses, he was going to kick their asses. Besides, they were too late. It was like 5 o'clock in the afternoon.
When he finally stood in front of the door, he looked through the peephole and froze.
"Oh hell no." He muttered. He didn't want to invite whoever it was inside, but as they knocked again, he groaned and decided to just let the person in. It couldn't hurt, right?
He opened the door and met face to face with the last person he expected to see with a pissed off look.
His ex-wife.
He sighed and closed his eyes as he sensed her anger.
"Yes?" He asked in a dry tone. What was she doing there?
His ex-lover frowned and crossed her arms. Even though they didn't get along, he still found her to be extremely gorgeous, especially her rich dark skin tone. He was a sucker for dark chocolate, he couldn't deny that.
"It's about your daughter." She spat bitterly. He rolled his eyes. What did that little brat do this time? He loved her, but she was just so overdramatic sometimes.
"What, did you forget to give her an iPod touch or something?"
The woman glared hard, still standing in the doorway.
"No you jerk! She ran away!"
He rolled his eyes again. He just proved his point. She was overdramatic.
"She's just being a drama queen. She'll return within a day or so." He was so sure about that. The mother of his child gave him a weird look, cocking her head to the left.
"How are you so sure? You're never around to see her."
There she goes, starting another argument. He sighed hard.
"Weren't you the one who kicked me out?"
"Yes! But not out of her life!"
Jin was confused and irritated. "Well what do you want me to do?"
What the hell is up with this dude? She just stared at him, not believing what he just said. So he really was one of those fathers. He just confirmed it!
"Y'know what, nothing." She said with a shake of her head. "I guess you will forever be a trifling ass nigga."
Jin snorted and rolled his eyes. "I can't be. I'm not black."
She glared at him irritably.
"Alright, fine. You will forever be a trifling ass mothafucka!" With that, she slammed the door hard, not waiting for him to say anything else.
Within the four walls in his home, he stared at the spot she was just at for a second. What the hell? She never sounded like that when she was upset. Sure, she cursed, but not so vulgarly.
Whatever. He rolled his eyes again before slamming the door shut and locking it. He knew exactly where Briana's dramatic tendencies came from; her damn mother.
"Boy…just explain to me what the hell is goin' on in my house." Robert Freeman pleaded in a soft, desperate voice. He remembered Huey saying he'd explain the hole in the wall thing to him when he got home, but what the hell was up with the smoke in the bathroom? He needed answers, now.
The both of them sat at the table in the kitchen. Riley would've been there, but he explained to his granddad that he wanted to check up on Stacia about an hour ago, so Huey drove him over there.
Huey sighed and shook his head.
"I don't know about the smoke you were telling me about, but Granddad," he began in a warning tone. "Now, when I tell you this, promise me you won't freak out."
Like that ever happened. Granddad rarely kept promises.
He waved his hand in the air dismissively. "Yeah, yeah sure." He responded in a tone that needed convincing. Huey rolled his eyes.
"Granddad, I'm warning you."
"Boy, just tell me!" Granddad grew impatient. His grandson sighed again, but listened all the same.
"Alright."
Ten minutes later,
Granddad's facial expression was so animated. His jaw nearly hit the floor, his eyes were popping out and his head was tilted to the side. If it hadn't been a serious subject, Huey would've found it funny.
"Now Granddad, don't freak out-"
"What the fuck!" The old man yelled, finally finding his voice. Huey's mouth clamped shut. He didn't want to say anything to upset his grandfather even more than he had. "Where is that crazy girl, now?"
Huey told her that she turned herself in and Granddad scoffed.
"Well, that's stupid."
Huey let a small smirk form on his lips. "Yeah, that's what I said."
Granddad didn't seem as riled up as Huey thought. That was a relief, but he still didn't want to upset the man. He knew he was still on edge about his house getting torn up by a little teenage girl.
They sat there for a while, neither of them saying a word. The vibe was awkward.
After a few minutes, Huey got up, which caused Granddad to look his way.
"Where you goin'?" he asked.
"Jazmine's."
With that response, the old man smiled, making his eldest grandson roll his eyes.
"Granddad." He groaned as his granddad snickered.
"Oh, hush boy." He playfully scolded him. "Just glad you and cutie pie hooked up. Shoot, I gave up hope a long time ago. I never thought you'd make a move."
Huey rolled his eyes again. "Why does everyone keep saying that?"
Granddad didn't say anything. He just laughed again. That was Huey's cue. It wasn't long before the laughter behind him was out of his earshot, since he was outside with the door slammed shut.
As of now, Jazmine and Cindy were in the living room chilling. The TV was on the Encore channel, in the middle of 'Waiting to Exhale'. Cindy planned on staying over again, since neither of the girls' parents minded, so they were in their night clothes. Jazmine had on navy blue pajama pants with a yellow tank top. Cindy wore black basketball shorts and a white t-shirt. She had her hair in a long braid, done by Jazmine. She still had a hint of make up one; she was too lazy to wash it off.
Anyways, they were both sitting on the floor eating popcorn and not at all paying attention to the movie.
"Man, fuck that. He don't look better than Pooch Hall, though." Cindy commented. Jazmine rolled her eyes.
"No he doesn't. Now, Pooch Hall is cute, really cute, but I can't take someone named 'Pooch' seriously." Jazmine replied with a shrug. Cindy gave her a disapproving look.
Cindy waved her hands around in the air. "What? You mean to tell me his name stoppin' you from thinkin' he look better than Trey Songz?"
Jazmine gave her friend a duh look. "Uh, yeah."
"Bitch you crazy!" Cindy yelled unnecessarily, kind of like Riley always did. Jazmine rolled her eyes at her crazy friend. "Pooch is sexy as hell!"
"Well, so is Trey!" Jaz countered, digging her hand in the popcorn bowl. Cindy rolled her eyes as well.
"Hell no! I mean, he fine too, but he don't look better than Pooch. Trey an R&B sexy flexy ass nigga, too."
Jazmine snorted after eating the popcorn. "You said he was sexy, admit it." She said pointing at her. Cindy sucked her teeth and crossed her arms.
"You know that's not what I meant. And I ain't even say he won't sexy. I said he ain't look better than Pooch."
Jazmine shrugged.
"Whatever. Neither one of them look better Mehcad Brooks." She pointed out. At the mention of that fine nigga, Cindy's eyes lit up.
"Girl! Now we on the same track!" She exclaimed, as Jazmine giggled. "That's my husband right there!"
Jazmine playfully gasped. "Oh please! I'm pretty sure he belongs to me!" Cindy laughed in response.
"Girl no. You wouldn't leave Huey for him."
Jazmine snorted again and jerked her head back. "That's what you think."
Cindy cracked up and shook her head. Jazmine was so dumb.
"Whatever."
They went on talking about the attractive men in Hollywood. The knocking on the door cut the conversation short, though.
"I'll get it." Jazmine announced for no reason. What, did she think Cindy was going to get up? Pssh.
She stood up and walked over to the door. When she opened it, there stood Huey. She smiled sweetly and gave him a much gentler hug than earlier. This time he returned it gratefully.
"Hey baby." She greeted him and leant forward to give him a quick kiss.
"Hey." He answered in a soft tone. She smiled at him again as he smiled back. His arms were wrapped around her waist and hers were wrapped around his neck. They looked so cute, and Cindy made sure they knew that.
"Aww, look at you niggas!" She shouted as she walked towards them. Damn, she always liked ruining moments.
Huey rolled his eyes and backed himself out of the loving embrace. Jazmine stepped back to let him in and closed the door behind him.
"You still here, huh?" He asked knowingly. Not that he didn't mind being around her, but he needed to talk with Jazmine in private.
Cindy smiled in response and headed to the stairs. Jazmine told her that she was going to tell Huey she loved him, so she just wanted to give them their privacy. Hopefully Huey didn't break her heart by telling her he didn't feel the same way, but she had a feeling that wasn't going to happen. They were lovey dovey enough already.
"Ya'll lemme know when I'm allowed to come back down, now." She joked, making Jazmine laugh a little.
They waited until they heard the door close upstairs before speaking. When they heard a click, that was their cue.
"Alright," Huey started, all of a sudden feeling the butterflies in his stomach. Jazmine waited for him to go on, boring her jade orbs into his. He had to avoid looking at those things. They were so hypnotizing.
"Why don't we sit down?" He asked suggestively. Jazmine didn't say anything, she just nodded and walked towards the couch, Huey in tow.
Once they sat on the couch across from the TV, Jazmine picked up the remote and put it on mute. She then turned to him, giving him her undivided attention. He gulped. This was the moment of truth.
He looked nervous, Jazmine could see it clearly. It was kind of odd seeing him in that state. He was always so straight with everything. Jazmine was nervous too, though. She wanted to be the one to tell him what was on her mind first, but he beat her to the punch, and she sure as hell wasn't about to stop him.
As they remained quiet, the atmosphere felt weird.
Huey didn't realize how difficult this was going to be. He thought he could just tell her and hope she was going to say the same thing, but it was so much more than that. So much more.
He sighed again. He had to get this over with or else he'd never know how she'd feel. He was the male, so making the first move was kind of expected of him.
He took one of her dainty hands in his and lightly pressed into it. Jazmine looked down at their hands and then up at his face. She saw something she's never seen on him before. He looked so serious, and not the angry serious look that was usually plastered on his face. It was something different, but she couldn't pinpoint it.
"Look, Jazmine," He finally started up again. "There's something that I've been wanting to tell you, and I can't go another day without letting you know…" His voice trailed and he just stopped himself for a second. Jazmine anticipated what he was going to say, be he went back to silence again.
"What? Letting me know what?" She asked in a quiet tone. She really wanted to know. Huey seemed to be having a hard time saying whatever was on his mind. It had to be something serious.
Huey closed his eyes, trying to get himself together. Damn, all he had to say was three words, but he never thought three little words would ever be this hard for him to say!
Jazmine placed her other hand on his cheek as she noticed him struggling to say what he wanted to say. He opened his eyes slowly and gave her another one of those unexplainable, unreadable looks. She couldn't figure it out, but she smiled anyways, making him feel ten times better. He smiled back and sweetly kissed the palm of her hand, making her cheeks redden. He then took her hand off of his cheek and into his other hand.
"Okay," He softly let out and sighed again. "Jazmine, I'll just go ahead and say it." He sighed again as he looked into her eyes again. "I want to let you know that…even though you're a bit naïve and overly excited at times….I can't help but feel some type of way about you." He told her, feeling his cheeks heating up.
Jazmine smiled at his explanation and attempted to speak up, but he wasn't done yet.
"Jazmine," He closed his eyes again. "I understand if you don't feel the same way as I do, but I gotta let you know that I…I…I…"
She noticed him stuttering and she smiled at him again. It was so cute.
"You, what?" She egged on, in that sweet tone he loved so much.
He opened his eyes again and looked into her green orbs once more.
"Jazmine, I love you." He finally admitted, never taking his eyes off of her.
Jazmine was beyond stunned. That much was clear as her eyes grew ten times their normal size. Huey began to regret what he said as she stayed quiet for quite some time, but he wasn't leaving until she gave him a response.
He sighed again as embarrassment crept up on him. He was hoping this wasn't going to happen. Well, at least he didn't have to wonder anymore. He knew how she felt. Well, he thought he knew.
"Jazmine," He went on breaking the odd silence. "Please, say something."
She just kept staring at him as if she'd seen a ghost or something. Huey felt a sharp pang in his chest. Her expression seemed to say it all.
"Look, if you don't feel the same, that's alright with me-"
He would've went on, had her sweet lips not connected with his. Hmm, not what he expected, but that surely made him throw those doubts of his out the window.
The kiss was filled with so much passion, neither wanted it to end. That's when Huey felt it. He knew how she felt now. She didn't need to say a thing. She loved him too, and he couldn't have been happier.
Their hands were still connected, so Huey carefully placed hers on his shoulders before wrapping his around her waist. She fully threw her arms around his neck. He tilted his head to the right, kissing her deeper as she tilted hers the other way. This went on for a good minute, and pretty soon Jazmine's hands found their way to the back of his head, massaging his scalp tenderly. The feeling was indescribable to Huey and he couldn't help but slowly caress her lower back.
He felt his temperature rising, but he didn't want to go too far, so they eventually pulled back, his teeth pulling on her bottom lip.
Wow, that shit was sexy.
Jazmine almost leant in for seconds, but she felt like she would lose control if she did so. Her arms were still around his neck as his was around her waist. They stayed like that for a minute, and for a minute, they just simply stared at each other.
Next thing they knew, they were laughing, at both themselves and each other. They didn't even know why.
"So…I guess you feel the same way then." Huey knowingly stated. Jazmine slightly looked down and giggled. Huey just had this cute smile on his features. He didn't think it'd ever go away tonight.
"Yeah." Jazmine commenced, looking up again. She kissed him quickly this time. Of course he wanted more, but he didn't want to overdo it. She had the prettiest Colgate smile he'd ever seen. "I wanted to tell you today, too. And I won't go back on my word. I love you too, Huey."
Yes! He wanted her to say it, even though she just expressed it within that kiss. He needed total confirmation!
He was so happy that he laughed a little again. Jazmine laughed with him and finally put her arms down. Instead, she turned around in his arms and leant back in his chest. As she did so, he kissed her forehead tenderly, making her giggle once more.
"Cindy, you can come down now!" Jazmine yelled, catching Huey off guard. She didn't notice it, though.
For a second, Jazmine didn't think Cindy heard her, but when she heard a click and the opening of a door, she thought differently.
Before the girl came into view, Jazmine reached for the remote and turned the mute option off. All of a sudden she wasn't in the mood to watch Waiting to Exhale anymore. She looked on the guide to see what else was on.
As Cindy reached the bottom step, she was shocked to see the couple on the couch looking at the television. They looked so happy, and Huey was actually smiling. Did they…?
She smirked as she realized why they were looking so satisfied. She was happy for them. They finally stopped the bullshit.
"Yo," She began and headed over to the long couch. "What's up?" She nosily asked.
Huey had his eyes locked on the TV, trying to avoid answering the girl, but Jazmine turned to her with a very bright expression. Huey knew she'd tell her, but he didn't care.
"Cindy," She said, sighing. She gave Cindy a look; a look only Cindy knew about. Cindy nodded and laughed a little.
"Man, I'm happy for ya'll. My niggas!" She exclaimed, resulting in some laughter from the both of them. Yes! Success! She made Huey laugh!
She sighed contently and leant back in her chair. That's when she noticed Jazmine changing the channel.
"Aye, what you doin'?"
Jazmine didn't say anything. She just turned to Brown Sugar. Cindy rolled her eyes playfully. Is this how Jazmine was going to do from now on? Turn to movies based on her feelings?
Not that she minded.
She didn't want to disturb the couple any longer, so she made an excuse to leave the room and went back upstairs again. She wanted to talk to Caesar anyways. What the hell is up with him ignoring her calls?
Meanwhile, still…at the hospital.
"Caesar! We don't want to go through with this again! You have school tomorrow and my shift is almost over!" The doctor yelled, losing his patience. All day, all day this boy was acting like this. All he needed was a regular check up and two shots! Two shots! The doctor wasn't one to judge, but what was Caesar, five?
"NO! YOU CAN'T MAKE ME!" Once again, Caesar kept shouting out rights he thought he had. He was required to take this in order to go on to practice for the soccer team.
I know what ya'll are thinking. Soccer? That's so white!
But Caesar was an all around athlete. He loved all sports. He would try football, but he didn't like to mess up his dreads by putting on that damn helmet. Not that he was a pretty boy or anything, but he ain't play when it came to his hair.
"C'mon now, son! One stick of the needle and you'll be home free sooner than you think." The doctor reassured, but Caesar wasn't hearing it.
"NO!" Caesar yelled childishly and unnecessarily knocked over the tools on the countertop before running out of the room.
The doctor sighed hard and shook his head. "This is going to be a long night."
Damn Ceez, why you trippin'? LOL. And Riley a smart nigga, ain't he? Comment on that! lol
Last but not least, Jaz and Huey admitted their love for one another! Yaayyy! *Parties all night*
Okay, well ya'll know what to do next. Review!
And don't worry. Jin will get his real soon!