HORRIBLE MONDAY. Ugh. I swear, weekends should be 5 days long.
Anyway...story time.
Jazaveli: She is a crazy one indeed. SMH. Here's your update. :D THAT'S WHERE I GOT THAT IDEA FROM. When I saw those pictures I was like...DA HELL? I won't lie...I use to like her, then she started acting like that and I had to drop her. lol Famous people are so scandalous like that...I'm scared to even imagine what a day is like for them. :|
LovinHueyFreeman: I WAS LOOKIN FOR YOU! Glad you made it back. :) And Gwen will be brought up later, you are not incorrect. Hehehe.
Paige: Yes she was! LOL. Ha, well yes. These characters are satirical uses of the Young Money crew and Rihanna's dumb ass self. That's what make this story so easy for me to do. So many musical references I can do...oh, I fucked up though. I didn't mean for Cairo to be like Luda...I didn't even notice that until AFTER your review. I should've used 'Bed Rock.' or something. Haha! Yes, I changed the name to 106 & Drive. Inspired by these hilarious dudes named BYOB. You guys should check them out. Best satirical comedy sketches of black music on YouTube EVER.
BananaMilkshake: Ha. Sitting on Cairo. lol Cute. =]
YOUNG REEZY NUMBER1: Ha, Nicole will get a taste of her future in this chapter. :)
Deadman: Thank you. :)
Flirtatiousness: Well...wait no more! THE NEW CHAP IS HERE!
Disclaimer: Don't own BD
Chapter Twelve- Your Enemies (Part I)
'Always keep your enemies close.'
Sirayah's POV
I was in a complete daze sitting up in Huey's gym. He was running on the treadmill and was listening to music on his iPod. For weeks…people have been playing nothing and I mean nothing but Team Renegade's music. Of course others would get rotation…but not nearly as much. I grew tired of listening to "Nicki Cole", Cairo, and his newest edition 'Lito'. He was a singer/slash rapper and what have you. They all were annoying to me. I guess Nicole's betrayal has really messed me up. I could barely concentrate at work and I was never mentally there when people would talk to me.
"HELLO!" I jumped to see Huey had stopped and was looking at me with his most irritated glare.
"Hey."
"You're still sulking about your cousin?" Huey turned the machine back on and continued walking.
"Well…she is my family…"
"She'll be family tomorrow, next week, next month, and next year. Get over it already."
"She was my closest one. Sorry to trouble you with my melancholy demeanor."
"Meh, whatever. I just think it's stupid you're such a wreck about losing the relationship and she's out there having the time of her life."
Thank you Huey…I…I am loving the pep talk here. I just stood up and left his house. While driving, I made sure to turn my phone off. Knowing him, he probably won't call. Not like I wanted him to mind you. I pulled up to my mom's house and searched my king ring for the key. When I opened, the smell of baked chicken, macaroni, and the sounds of Amadeus greeted me. She emerged from the kitchen smiling at me.
"Momma's heart! Come give me some sugar!" We hugged tightly. I followed her into the kitchen to see she was cleaning some greens in the sink.
"How you been baby? I heard you've been in La la land at work." She turned the faucet on to continue her wash.
"Eh…"
"It's Nicole ain't it?"
"Why would she do that to me?" Mom shook her head.
"I don't know baby, you two go way back. I'm talking about when she was born, you were the second person she met…and every since then you two were inseparable." She shook the greens and put them in the pot and added some seasoning that she would always put in hers.
"A cousin in a person's first friend in life, no one will know you like your cousin."
"God will come to her eventually, she just one of those types who'll learn the hard way that the devil is a lie, and just because it glitters, don't make it gold." I rested my chin in my hand.
"…Why do people have to learn that lesson the hard way momma?"
"They call it rock bottom for a reason baby." She sat at the table with me. I sighed. She's right. But what if something so bad to them happens, that they can learn…but the damage is far too great to bounce back from? That's what I'm scared of. Nicole can learn her lesson…but what damage will she take before realizing it? Not just her…Jazmine as well? Cindy confided in me about the Madrid incident, the incident people are still talking about, and I have to admit I'm concerned for her as well. I don't know her…but I want these people to get help. I'm not a perfect woman; I know that…it's just I wonder…what happened to these people to make them seem their choices are okay? Choices that are so…self destructive, what makes it worse that they can never seem to stop it.
I can't say I've never been there before…like…when my parents split, mom and I were arguing almost all the time. I blamed her for the divorced and said I hated her, she shot back she hated me too and wished she chose her musical career over dad and me. I retaliated by bringing my first boyfriend to the house and slept with him in her bed, didn't even stop when she came in. I swear it took 4 years for us to recover from that…but I realized how…awful that was. We were just angry…and I should've known she didn't mean that, nor did I mean to say the things I said to her. I knew I didn't want to lose my mother…so I just stopped. I stopped the madness before it could get any worse.
That's why I don't think it can be an excuse…hitting rock bottom. Because if you were low enough to get down there, you should have enough will power to get yourself out. I had my fair share of lows…but they won't stop me from getting where I want to be. Whatever happens…I just don't want Nicole to go down so low; she won't be able to pick herself up.
Same for Jazmine too.
"You stayin for dinner?"
"Of course momma." She smiled at me.
"Good, oh! How's Huey?"
"He's living." my voice was flat.
"Problems with him too huh? Go on; tell momma what's up with your man."
I nodded and did a small chuckle. "Fine, after the greens are done. I'm starved!"
"Alright, I'll hold you to it!"
Yeah…sometimes you just have to know when to stop. Sometimes, I want to ask her would I be sitting here if I didn't straighten myself up. I wonder, but I know I'll never ask. I can't help but appreciate her for not giving up on me.
Maybe I shouldn't give up on Nicki either. We'll see.
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Jazmine's POV
"C'mon Cindy, answer your phone." I muttered as I called her for what seemed the millionth time. I know I fucked up 3 weeks ago, not because of the partying, but for letting the shit get out. Ugh! And where does Cindy get off acting like she's perfect shit or something? I bet it was that Gwen bitch that got in her head. This is infuriating. I've also been dodging calls from home. Fuck Thomas, I already know what he wants to tell me. I don't even trust Mom's cell number, it could easily be him. I was back in Maryland from my Madrid tour, and I was going to see Cindy in person, but not before making a pit stop to the dealer. After scoring my dose of coke, I went to a gas station to get my fill of gas and some drinks. When I pulled up, my eyes bulged. That was Sirayah? She was standing at pump 8 with her Nissan. Hmm. I parked my car at pump 7 and got out the car and walked around her side.
"Fancy seeing you here." She did a double take, made a weird face, and stared back at the pump.
"Holly….Jazmine…which ever you prefer."
"It's about high time I meet you…I've heard you're really talented and shit." She shot a glance at me.
"…Sure." I tapped my chin. Oh! I know how to get her.
"You must still be reeling at Nicki Cole's overnight success." She faced me fully and I laughed as I folded my arms and leaned against her car.
"Yeah, I know she's your cousin…I also heard some other things about her too…" She was taking the bait; I could see it in her face.
"What things?" I looked up to the sky.
"Well…things like…she practically deep throated that Cairo nigga for her spot in the light, but I digress, she was probably just really determined. Not bad of a rapper either."
"Yeah…you'd know about determination huh?" I ignored that in all it's entirely.
"I'm sure Huey's jilted ass has already spoon fed you lies." When she was done she put the pump in the hold and closed her tank.
"Can you please move?"
"Oh come now, I only want to know you. " I batted my eyes innocently at her.
"I really don't have the patience for this."
"Then follow me, I want to show you something." She raised an eyebrow at me and cautiously followed me to my car. I sat inside as I showed her the little baggy.
"Angel Dust…it takes the edge off."
"I don't do drugs…" I put the bag in her hand.
"Trust me, when dealing with Huey and Nicole; you'll want a special little place to hide at." I just smirked at her, she tells me she doesn't do it, but she doesn't refuse it either. Oh? Does little Ms. Perfect have problems? Starting to crack under pressure already?
"It's alright to have an escape. People talk like they know what it's like….but how can they know, they never experienced it."
"Besides, Riley is no stranger to the Angel Dust either. Neither is Hiro."
"Riley and Hiro are on this stuff too…?" I shrugged.
"…Clearly there are still things left unsaid by Huey and Riley. Think of me as badly as you wish, but those boys aren't saints either. I'd watch Alice if I were you. Oh, but don't misunderstand, just because I understand why they'd not tell you everything…don't mean I care. "
"Why should I believe anything you tell me? Especially after all the ugly shit you've been saying about me?" I laughed.
"Because…I knew them since I was a kid. Yeah, you know I have my own skeletons to account for…but how many did the boys let you in on?"
No answer.
"My point exactly. You may know some tidbits…same goes for Al, but at the end of the day…the deeper you go in…the more shit you will see." I closed my door and left her there in the gas station, making my way to Cindy's house.
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Sirayah's POV
I stared at the bag of cocaine in my hand. I know better than to let her get into my head. So why is this bag still even in my hand? I rolled the window down; ready to toss it out, when her voice spoke again
'it's alright to have an escape.'
'….Riley's no stranger to Angel Dust…neither is Hiro.'
Why am I hesitating? Biting my lip, I shoved the bag in my glove department. I'll…flush it down the toilet. Maybe I do need to speak with Alice about this…or maybe I should ignore her all together. But what if I wait too late? What if Riley turns her on that shit and people will call her all sorts of crack heads and laugh at her being ripped apart in tabloids? Or what of this bag was meant to turn ME into a crack head for the world to jeer? Jazmine clearly does not care what all is being said about her…but I know I do not have that will power. I haven't done anything to anyone…I don't want random strangers to hate me for their own personal vendettas. Same for Alice, I hear people giggle and poke fun about her relationship with Lamiltion. One person even made a parody about it on YouTube. These people are wicked…and I'm sitting here hating that I ever went to that stupid match with Nicole! My life would still be normal and I wouldn't be so paranoid and looking behind my back every time I go out.
I drove off into the night, where am I going? I have no idea. I don't want to cut my phone on just yet…stopping at the park I sighed and let my seat back. Grabbing the coke out the glove compartment, I got out the car and walked to the lake. I watched as the white powdery substance poured out the bag and sparkled against the moon in the water. I don't know what's worse, Jazmine giving me some drugs, so obviously setting up a trap for me or…I was partially hating I wasted all of it. I've never been so…stressed out before…nor was I ever high before.
'Hey, Nicki Cole is gonna be at Black Diamond tonight!' I gasped as I heard a voice behind me say…did they see me with this crap? It was dark where I was, I hope they didn't notice.
'Yeah! Are you going?' the chatter eventually faded off further down the street. She's back in town eh? Well, I'm out here…why the hell not do some party crashing?
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I frowned as I made my way through the club. People's must was mixing with the smell of their fake jewelry and over use of cologne. Gross. I sat at the bar and took two glasses of Smirnoff before taking off for the VIP, where I knew she'd be. Laughter was bouncing off the walls, as well as curls of smoke were running alongside it. Of course, some frumpy bodyguard was blocking my entrance.
"Who you here to see?"
"Nicki."
"Mmm, show me those nice voluptuous breasts, and we have a deal." He showed me his fucked up teeth with his slimy grin. I gazed at him bored and turned away. When I heard the door open, I looked back to see Nicole gawk at me.
"What? What are you doing here?" she shouted as she ran and gave me a tight hug.
"Gawd, I missed you! C'mon in!" she dragged me into the VIP room. I saw girls in skimpy clothes, thugs playing their card games, and a dude getting head in the corner…nice. The rapper they call 'Cairo' walked up to us.
"Sirayah? Ah, well come to our little shin-dig." I didn't even want to be here, so maybe it was a stupid idea in the first place. I wonder has anyone tried to call me. My phone's been off since I left Huey's. Eh.
"I've heard from your cousin here that you can play a variety of instruments. Why not utilize those talents at Renegade?"
"I'm sure you know a lot about me…" Nicole pulled me down to the couch.
"Listen, a bitch fucked up okay? I know it don't look it…but I do love you. And you should take up Cairo's offer. He can take you places your normal musical career just can't." Cairo nodded as he rubbed his chin.
"We can use your playing for creative beats. The trick is always use good beats, people will love the song no matter how shitty it is, because the beat will carry it."
I've been surrounded by my enemies all night tonight. I heard Jazmine and now I'm hearing these people. I shook my head, declining his offer.
"C'mon cuz…" she nudged my side.
"I'm good…but thank you for your offer." I turned to Nicole.
"I guess I came down here to see how you're doing…and to tell you I miss you. I'm very much still angry at you…but…I just wanted to tell you that…Aunt Rhonda said you'll learn…and you will."
"She will learn all the way to the bank. Sorry Sirayah, if you aren't willing to contribute to Renegade, you have to get the fuck out now." Cairo pointed at the door. Nicole just averted her eyes away from me as I stood up and left. While in the hallway I felt a firm grip on my forearm and was whirled around to see Cairo frowning at me.
"I should've smacked your ass back there for turning me down in front of my niggas…but I don't want any tension between us. You will work for me. I always get what I want." He let me go and laughed.
"Oh…and tell Huey I said hey. And also tell Riley no hard feelings, his rhymes just suck to me." He walked back into the room. He said it as if he once knew those two personally…Ah fuck it. I had too many people play with my head tonight. Sighing, I turned my phone on. Cindy, Alice, and Huey all called me.
This is my own problem…I tend to drop things that bothers me and run away from them. I'm too old to sit and hope issues will fix itself. My phone rang, it was Huey.
"Hello?" I asked.
"Where the hell are you? I've been worried sick about you!"
"I went…driving."
"…With your phone off?"
"…I needed some time to think…sorry." He breathed hard into the phone.
"Just come back over my place so we can talk okay? Sorry for snapping like that…it's just…well…I know I was being a bastard earlier, yeah I admit it."
"No. You were right."
I just needed to accept it.
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Nicole's POV
I was in the bathroom, fixing my make up at the mirror. Sirayah made a mistake for not joining me! Why would she turn down millions so easily like that? Shaking my head, I heard two girls walk in.
"Yo Nicki what's up?" the stood beside me.
"Hey." I dropped my eye shadow in my Coogi purse when I was done.
"Ahh snap! You got that Coogi too?" the girl in the red body suit showed me that we shared the same purse.
"That's cool, you know what's hot." I picked mine of the counter and walk out.
"Hey wait! Can we take pics of you?" After taking some bathroom pics, I went back into the club and finished partying. I made sure to push my purse way underneath the couch, and I made sure no one was looking. I had over 2,000 in cash in that purse, and I went the whole night dancing without it glued to my shoulders. Cairo was so damn drunk. After the club shut down at 5, he was dancing and shit on the sidewalk.
"Check my dougie!" he laughed as he continued to dance with no music. He tried to flip and he sure did, he flipped right on his fucking face. Of course people took pics and caught his stupidity on camera. But whatever, we're young, getting shit faced is what we do. We stopped at McDonalds for some breakfast.
"GIVE ME SOME MUTHAFUCKIN PANCAKES BITCH! WITH THE HASHBROWN!" Cairo drunkenly called. His face was still all bloodied up, but he ignored it. After everyone ordered, we pulled up to the window.
"Nicki, pay for our food." I raised an eyebrow at him. I actually wasn't hungry, so I was the only one who didn't order.
"Nigga, get your own shit, quit playing." I chuckled. He smacked me across the face.
"BITCH WHO SAID I WAS PLAYIN!" He snatched my purse away from me and looked down in the purse, only to throw It back at me.
"Yo' silly bitch ass would leave yo' cash at the spot. Okay. You payin next time." I slapped him back.
"NIGGA WHO THE FUCK YOU THINK YOU ARE HITTIN' ME?" I yelled, he only laughed in response. "I know yo' ass faded right now but damn. You playin too damn much." Then it clicked in my head. Left my money at home? After I got in my hotel room, I opened my purse to pull out a bag of Skittles, a nail clipper, recites to various places, one star earring. And a handful of cracker crumbs.
"The fuck?" this wasn't even my damn purse! Then it hit me.
That girl must've switched out our bags. She found my bag and switched it out...
END OF PART ONE...HOPE YOU ENJOYED.