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Chapter Fifteen- Summer Daze
'…damn homie, my mind playin' tricks on me.'
Cindy's POV
I held my breath as I waited for the verdict.
"We the jury find Cindy McPhearson…guilty on the charges of assault of Jazmine's Du'Bois."
My heart sank. No! What! She's just as guilty as I am! I whipped my head over to where she was, she was looking ahead, no emotion what so ever. I can't believe this! My job! My career! My life! All of it! Down the drain! I worked so hard! Damn I worked so hard! All those painful exercises, exhausting hours of make-up preparation, and endless travel all over the world, all of it shot to hell! After a while, my ears tuned out my friends and boyfriend's loud protests… Riley and Huey yelled something about it being bullshit, Caesar yelling at Jazmine…so much I tuned out in mere seconds. I felt hands on my shoulders.
"I promise you, we're fucking getting you an appeal." Cease said harshly.
"I hereby sentence Cindy McPhearson two years in state penitentiary."
"TWO YEARS? WHAT THE FUCK!" Caesar cried.
"FUCK YOU!" Huey yelled. I was too shocked to share their sentiment. But when it really sank in…I spoke up.
"Two years? Wait, no! Really?" I watched as two cops walked towards me. I stood up, but I knew I couldn't go anywhere. I didn't even say anything as they walked me to my new home. When I was given my new jumpsuit and my empty cell, I fell to the floor and cried. Crying was all I had the strength to do anymore. I was tired of yelling, screaming and kicking.
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Caesar's POV
I was ready to swing on a bitch. I was so damn mad. I was knocking all the paparazzi out my way, trying to get to Jazmine. Her bullshittin' ass bodyguards stopped me; she didn't even look at me as she was getting in her car.
"SHE WAS YOUR FRIEND! SHE STOOD UP FOR YOU!" I hollered at her. I swear to GOD she lucky she a female. Her car drove away from the crowd. Huey picked up a rock and hurled it at her car, busting out a fraction of the windshield. I normally kept my cool under stress, but I got my girl in jail, and that Cairo shit, I was feeling myself crack under pressure. We had to quickly leave due to Huey's assault on Jazmine's car, I didn't want him arrested. I needed my heart out of jail. We went through some shit, but she was always there for me. She was the only person I confided to about my life in New York, before I came to Maryland outside of Huey. She told me how her mom was a racist coke fiend…I told her how mine was too an addict and sold me off for her little glass dick. Shit was rough for me back then. I was scourging dumpsters for food…escaping thugs for killing me, or wanting to recruit me. I eventually made my way to a shelter and was adopted by an elderly couple who were too old to have children of their own. I was 10 when I moved to Woodcrest, and that was when I met Huey. Of course we didn't hit off quickly, because I was so distrusting of people. I then learned that was something we had in common. I also met Cindy….but I didn't really acknowledge her until I was 13. Then as we got older…that shit with Riley happened and everything. I didn't try to make that happen…it just did. I liked Cindy for who she was. She was fun, straight forward, and didn't take no shit. She was actually very savvy in hip-hop and would take the time out to read my poetry. I think that was what made me fall for her so much; she appreciated and actually listened to my art. I had to keep her, regardless. When I found out she cheated on me with him, I was hurt and angry, but I forgave her. At least I wanted to forgive her…that wasn't the case.
As I was getting up in the music business, Cindy was getting up on her modeling act. I remember at the first show I ever went to, I remember that was the night that proved that I was still bitter about her relationship with Riley. After her show, I went to a club, without her. She was tired, and actually wanted me to stay in the hotel with her, but I wanted to go out and I told her I'd see her in the morning. I headed out there, did some performances, and was greeted by the model who hated her off the bat, Gwendolyn. I knew why she approached me, and in that moment…I didn't care. I wanted to finally show Cindy how she had hurt me so I fucked her. Sigh, I was young and petty. Screaming, yelling, and crying. We both have done that in our relationship. But as time went by…we became even more solid. Cindy is my rock, and I'm getting her out of jail. Believe that. Our shit ain't perfect, but we're perfect for each other.
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Cairo's POV
I was dying laughing at the TV. Mothafucka's bitch went to jail. Hahaha!
"Silly lil white girl, I'm surprised she got that much time though, shiiit, a black person would've gone for 70 years for hitting that mullato." Lito took a puff of endo.
"She such a stupid ho." Nicki giggled. We were watching the case on E, it was considered breaking news. They pitiful, no wonder they haven't been doing to much of anything since our video, their shit ain't together.
Ah well, sucks for them. Our team winning nigga!
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Exclusive: We got Team Renegade on heavy rotation! Cairo, Wacko Jin, Nicki Cole, Lito, and the newest hottest RnB sensation Kentrell in Bed Rock! Straight from Nicki Cole's anticipated first album, 'Cole World'! Droppin' September 14, 2023!
[Intro: Kentrell]
I Can make your bed rock (Renegade)
I Can make your bed rock girl
Ken is in the building nigga
I Can make your bed rock
I Can make your bed rock
[Verse 1: Cairo]
She got that good good, she Michael Jackson bad
I'm attracted to her for her attractive ass
And now we murderers, because we kill time
I knock her lights out and she still shine
I hate to see her go, but I'd love to watch her leave
But I keep her runnin' back and forth ...soccer team
Cold as a winter's day, hot as a summer's eve
Young Money thieves, steal your love and leave
[Verse 2: Wacko Jin]
I like the way you walkin' if you walkin' my way
I'm that red bull, now let's fly away
Let's buy a place with all kinds of space
I'll let you be the judge and I'm the case
I'm Gudda Gudda, I put her under
I see me with her, no Stevie Wonder
She don't even wonder, cause she know she bad
And I got her nigga, grocery bags
[Chorus: Kentrell]
Okay, oh baby
I be stuck to you like glue baby
Wanna spend it all on you baby
My room is the g-spot
Call me Mr. Flinstone
I can make your bedrock
I can make your bedrock
I can make your bedrock girl
I can make your bedrock
I can make your bedrock
[Verse 3: Nicki Cole]
Okay I get it let me think I guess it's my turn
Maybe it's time to put this pussy on your side burns
He say I'm bad, he probably right
He pressin' me like button downs on a Friday night (Ha ha ha)
I'm so pretty like, be on my pedal bike
Be on my low scrunch
Be on my echo whites
He say Nicki don't stop you the bestest
And I just be coming off the top as bestest
[Verse 4: Lito]
I love your sushi roll, hotter than wasabi
I race for your love, shake and bake, Ricky bobby
I'm at the W but I can't meet you in the lobby
Girl I gotta watch my back cause I'm not just anybody
I see them standing in line, just to get beside her
I let her see the Aston or let the rest surprise her
That's when we disappear, you need GPS to find her
Oh that was your girl, I thought I recognized her
[Chorus: Lito & Cairo]
Okay, oh baby
I be stuck to you like glue baby
Wanna spend it all on you baby
My room is the g-spot
Call me Mr. Flinstone
I can make your bedrock
I can make your bedrock
I can make your bedrock girl
I can make your bedrock
I can make your bedrock
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Nicole's POV
Renegade is in full effect. We wasted no time recruiting new members. Wacko Jin, from Cairo's home city Chicago, was quickly snatched up. Cairo knew him in highschool and said he can spit some bars too. We were everywhere! I was on almost all the magazines, doing so many interviews, and was signing autographs all ready! I love this shit. Cairo said we were going to hit some clubs while we were out here in Cali; I had no problem with that. I decided to wear my favorite pink wig, green body suit, my pink tutu, and gold gladiator sandals. Cairo said that 80's fashion with a modern twist should be my gimmick, so I've been wearing neon colored clothes and wigs to everything I attend. I'd do anything if it meant keeping my name hot in the streets. When I got to club, people treated me like royalty. Free drinks, chicks wanted me to sign they boobs, and guys wanted to fuck me. This is the life I know I was destined for! The admiration, the attention! I loved the attention people gave me. Positive or negative, I didn't give a fuck, as long as people were watching.
In the span of 3 hours, I was crazy drunk, it was funny. I could barely stand, but I was having so much fun!
"Yo…Nicki, you straight?" I heard Wacko ask me.
"Yeaaaaa nigga, you got some X on you?"
"Yeah, I got it right for you right here." I popped the pills, hoping they'd make me more jumpy. It didn't take long before I felt as light as a feather. I pulled both Cairo and Wacko on the dance floor.
"You niggas come dance with me." I slurred. Cairo was in front, Wacko was behind me. Grinded up on them made me incredibly horny.
"I need to fuck something. Which one?" I looked at them. They smiled. "Both?"
"Fine, more for me." I hiccupped.
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Sirayah's POV
Cindy hasn't been in jail for a whole day yet, and I miss her. I can't believe Jazmine would bring their personal problems out in the open like that. Huey was quietly reading in the living room as I was cooking dinner. School was raving about it, asking me all sorts of questions, of course I didn't tell them anything. It was such a mess. It really was. I really felt bad for Caesar; he couldn't file his appeal until tomorrow, so that would mean Cindy would spend a whole night in jail. I almost burnt the mushrooms! Crap! I was so in deep thought, I forgot I was cooking Portobello mushrooms for Huey's veggie burgers. I fanned the smoke around before it could set off the fire alarm. Yeah…the bottoms of the mushrooms were torched…so…I in fact did burn them. I knew Huey would be upset, so I decided I'd run out and get some more. Walking past him, I grabbed my keys off his counter.
"I have to go get mushrooms…I kinda…-"
"I smell it from here, that's alright; I can deal without the mushrooms."
"…But you said you wanted Portobello mushroom burgers…it's been such a long day, I don't want to screw up what you wanted. You sure?"
"I'm sure." Ugh. I can hear it in his voice, he was pissed about it. Sighing, I walked back to the kitchen and put our dinner on the table. He came in as I was pouring green tea in our glasses. Huey is rather unpleasant to be around when he's upset, and more prone to snap at people. I try to keep it civil as possible, so I try not to talk much. I handed him his glass as he was staring angrily at his veggie sans mushroom burger.
"How the fuck do you burn mushrooms." I heard him mumble behind me as I was putting the tea back in the refrigerator.
"Huey, I already apologized, I was thinking hard about something and I wasn't paying attention." I kept my voice leveled, but I swear this man knew how to test patience. We were about to argue over mushrooms, are you kidding me? He didn't answer and proceeded to eat. Good. Stuff your face, it'll keep you quiet.
"I accept your apology." I snorted hard.
"You bite my head off and accept my apology. Lord had mercy on me." I spoke sarcastically. We ate in silence, thick silence. Everyone was on edge about the Cindy situation, but that gave him no reason to take it out on me. I'm not the one who put her in jail.
"Thanks for the burger; I especially loved the mushrooms invisible taste."
"What the hell Huey? Get your crazy ass on, I apologized like a million times already." I snapped. "I am not about to argue about some damn mushrooms!" I'm already sick of the mushrooms! Fuck them! I notice me and Huey wind up arguing over the stupidest petty shit sometimes. Like last week, he flipped out on me after catching me hug the principle at my school. He was so ready to act like I cheated on him…but what he didn't know was that the principle was my fucking uncle! He is young in the face, but he should've asked me before jumping to conclusions.
-dong-
God! I literally ran to the door. It was Riley. I hugged him tightly.
"Thank you for coming." I cried in his ear.
"Huey's moody?"
"Yes."
"Ah, yeah…he does that. But since you're still with him, you're quite strong." He walked in.
"Where's Alice?" I asked.
"She's at my place. I'm actually not here to stay very long." Huey walked into the living room.
"Hey."
"Yo, I just wanted to say that Cease called me not too long ago. He said he talked to Cindy and she ain't doing so hot."
"I would assume so; jail is a terrible place to be." I said.
"And that Jazmine had the nerve to want to see her, fucking nuts!" he threw his arms up in the air.
"Why?" Huey asked.
"Hell if we'll ever know. Of course Cindy didn't want to see her." I shook my head. Riley sighed.
"I hope this appeal goes through, she'll be out on bail and will go through trial again."
"…Well that's all I wanted to say. I got Alice waiting. Huey, stop scaring Sirayah away, she's the only woman on earth able to deal with you." He snickered as he left.
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Cindy's POV
I hate this place. I had my own cell, but that ain't shit. I want my room, I want my house. I stared up the concrete walls, thinking. Jazmine had the nerve to request visitation. I'd gouge my own eyes out before that were to happen. Other inmates were yelling and screaming like animals out there, breaking my train of thoughts. The beds were hard and stiff, and the sheets smelled weird. I was laying my head on my forearm; there was no way I'd lay on that funky pillow. I turned on my side as I heard the main doors open.
"Quiet in here!" shouted the cops.
"Cindy McPhearson?" I just turned my head at them.
"You are released." I arched an eyebrow.
"…What?" I sat up on my elbows. Caesar told me he couldn't get me out until tomorrow.
"For some reason, Du'bois dropped the charges. She just called and asked for the charges to be dropped. You can stay in here if you want to, be our guest, but you're free to leave." I slowly got down off the bed and followed the guards out. When they handed me my clothes back, it was then I realized I wasn't dreaming. I was really getting out of here. After I dressed, they handed me my personal items and I was escorted out the back of the facility. I looked at my cell phone; it was 10:30 p.m. Those 7 hours of jail seemed like 7 years. If I couldn't take hours in there, I felt sorry for the ones who were in there for years, months even. I looked around and couldn't help but laugh. Huey was so wrong. Paris Hilton got the red carpet treatment, and what I get? A slap on the back and an empty wish of a good night. Exhaling, I made my way home. I'm glad that didn't happen I'd die of shame anyways.
What was this whole thing if she was just gonna drop it? To teach me a lesson or some shit? I'm not thankful for nothing; I shouldn't have been in here in the first fucking place. But that's fine. I know her ass will want to cross paths with me again, shit won't be pretty either. That's not a threat, it's a promise.
When I made my way home, Caesar was passed out on the couch. His dreads were falling over his face as he snored and his arm was hanging off the edge. Smiling I walked up to him.
"DIDN'T TUPAC SAY DON'T GO TO SLEEP?" I yelled at him. He jumped at the sound of my voice and fell off the couch, wiping the sleep from his eyes.
"Cindy? The hell are you doing here?" his voice was dry. I joined him on the floor as I gave him a hug.
"Jaz…dropped the charges." I shrugged.
"I guess she does have a conscious. She must have tried to visit again?"
"No."
"Oh…well…welcome back sweetie." He kissed me.
"I got to tell everyone I'm out." I said but Cease lowered my arm.
"Tomorrow, but now, let's have some celebration sex." He kissed my neck and I happily took him up on his offer.
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Riley's POV
I was laying in the bed with Alice resting on my chest. She was tracing her fingers across my tattoo adorned arm and chest.
"What's on your mind shawty?" I laughed afterwards because I knew she didn't like it when I called her that. Sucking her teeth she thumped my arm.
"Not gon' tell you now." I stroked her hair. "Really?" I chuckled. I felt her smile.
"Well…Riley…I've been meaning to ask you this for the longest. What about me you like?"
"You different, something a nigga got to get used to. I like yo' swag."
"Be serious Riley." She laughed and hit my chest softly.
"I'm for real. Plus, I liked how you called me by my government name the night we met. You know how many females actually think Escobar my real name? I mean yeah it's my middle name but I remember asking a chick what was my real name, she couldn't even tell me, but she was ready to give me some head. I didn't turn it down though of course."
"I'm sure you didn't." she pinched me.
"I liked how you wanted to know me…I appreciate that." I kissed her forehead.
"But you know what? Your nick name in the group should be Baby."
"Why?"
"You the youngest in the entire group." Ole' girl was only 20 years old. I was shocked when she first told me her age. Shit, she wasn't even in osmosis when Huey was born. Haha!
"I'm not that young." She huffed. I genuinely liked our private time. She knows how to keep me relaxed after a long day. A nigga can get use to this…she fucks with me real tough. Could this be…love?
"Yo Al…"
"Hm?"
"I…really care about you." She looked at me with those pretty brown eyes.
"I care about you too Riley."
Maybe one day I'll admit its love I feel. All in due time.
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Sirayah's POV
I was so glad that Cindy was out! It made headlines about Jaz dropping the case.
"Yo teach! Spill! Let us know why Hollywould dropped the case!" Penelope whined.
"You know I can't do that." I rolled my eyes. It was annoying, everyday they'd ask me, and everyday I wouldn't tell them anything.
"So, aren't you guys ready for the pep rally Friday? I know how you guys love to play at pep rallys!" I changed the subject. The busiest time for band was actually football season, but that wasn't for another 4 months from now.
"Aw don't try to change the subject !" I glanced at my watch. "Oh! It's eight o' clock! Time to go!" I giggled as I gathered my music sheets. They all twisted their mouths as they loaded up their instruments in their cases. After I left school, mom called me and asked me to do a pit stop at a store for some Pinesol, so I went to Target. While shopping, my phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Hey miss sexy, how are you?" I frowned at the voice.
"Uhm, sir, you have the wrong number."
"No I don't. Sirayah VeTuldo."
"Now who the hell is this?" I snapped.
"Feisty lil thing. This is Kentrell." That RnB singer who did that Bedrock song with Nicki?
"Yea, I told Nicki to give me your number." What is she doing giving folks my damn number?
"Look, I think you's a sexy piece, why not come chill with me and the crew? I also want to do a joint with you, she told me you hot on them instruments."
"I already said no."
"I'm not Cairo baby, I'm more persistent." He laughed. "And don't even think about threatening me with that Huey nigga, you know James Jackson?"
I heard that name before. "He's an MMA fighter?"
"That nigga my cousin, and he equally jackin, I want him to whoop on that nigga too, he too cocky with his shit." I frowned up, gripping the phone tighter. He just laughed and breathed into the phone.
"Look, I don't want to get you all mad and what not, but it's true. Tomorrow James will challenge Huey to a match, and he gon' win." I snorted in response.
"So hostile baby, calm down. Hahaha."
"Fuck you, and tell that bitch Nicki to refrain from sharing my number. I don't appreciate you callin me on my phone talking shit. Naw fool, I won't ever touch a single instrument for any of you."
"You will. And you'll see me in person real soon too. Bye babylove, it's been real." He hung up the phone.
…Did that guy just call me babylove? The hell? I made a mental note to change my number when I got home.
Sounds like Ken gon' get his ass beat. LOL R&R!