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YOUNG REZZY NUMBER1: Yes, he's a cheater, and as you can tell, I am NOT a Wayne fan, lol. That's why this satire mix of this story is so fun to me! Hahaha. lol

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Jazavelli:James will get his. Everyone is starting to, but not without the team hitting some bumps themselves. And this chapter is key to Nicki's downfall, not so much her, but how she will handle future aspects...I can't say without giving so much away. Haha

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Chapter 18- Your Fate

"Your actions now can dictate your fate later."- Anonymous

Sirayah's POV

I sighed loud and hard. The night I want to stay at school for a long time, the students don't want to. What type of shit are they pulling man? Cut me some slack!

"Ay teach, when you see Huey, tell em' I'm so sorry. Real Talk, my nigga got robbed!" Jason shook his head as he loaded up his French horn in the instrument room.

"Hell yeah he got robbed. That nigga took some juice I swear he did! He loses against Joaquin, but manages to beat Huey? That's some shit man, Huey was wearing that nigga out man!" Greg yelled.

That's when it had hit me! Steroids…it made since. But we had no way of proving it unfortunately. We can't just go up to the facilitators and claim James was on steroids when the fight happened. We needed to prove it. I tapped my pen on my desk when my phone rang, it was Alice.

"Hey."

"Hey girl, you seen Huey yet?"

"No. I'm still at school."

"Oh, me and Cindy did, he still looked hella pissed."

"His attitude will be awful, I know it."

"Come over my house, see him tomorrow then."

"No, he's expecting me, told him before the fight even started I'd be over at his place when he came back. Is Riley with you?"

"Nope. Recording the last track on his mix tape, he said he'd holla at me later."

"Oh, so…what're you doing?"

"Hanging with Cin."

I heard Cindy's shrill of laughter in the background, confirming Alice's story. "THAT bitch…" she continued. Sirayah shook her head as she smirked.

"Well, I'll let you and Cindy get back to your fun. I'll see you later."

"Yo YA-YA, YOU SURE YOU DON'T WANNA SMOKE SUM WITH US?" Cindy shouted in the phone. I laughed.

"No Cindy, I'll let you guys be the pot heads. Later." I chuckled as I hung up. I swear, what will I do with those girls? As long as Alice doesn't get hurt or whatever, I don't see the big deal with her smoking now. As I was driving, I thought of how much Huey loves green tea, so why not pick him up some? After my trip to the store, I made it to his house. Inhaling, exhaling and inhaling again, I got out my car and walked up to the door. Huey opened the door. He wasn't even trying to hide he was seething.

"Hey Huey." He let me in and sunk back on the couch. I went in the kitchen and fixed his tea. He must've smelled it, because after a while he joined me in the kitchen at sat on his stool. Smiling, I poured him a cup.

"Don't be so down bay," I tried, "Your overall score is 21-1, that's impressive. And hey…everyone's gotta take a loss sometime right?" I went in the fridge and got out a lemon to cut. He also liked lemon in his tea; I dropped the cut lemon in the glass and slide it over to him.

"He fucking cheated…" he said finally. He placed his cheek in his hand as he drank.

"I swear…when I have my rematch I shoving my foot so far down his throat, he'll shit my ankle braces." I let him vent, he probably was holding it in for the duration of his flight. He shook his head.

"I know when I fight, there's a chance I can lose, but to lose like that? Really?" He finished off his glass of tea.

"So frustrating…it happened so fast, I saw his fist coming and I didn't act fast enough."

"You'll get him in the rematch." I told him sharply. He nodded.

"You think you can prove he cheated?" I asked him, when he snorted, I knew he was about to give me a smartass answer.

"If I did…I think I would have announced it by now. But I'm onto him; he'll fuck up if I don't get to it first."

I decided to go ahead and let that slide, he's tense.

"…Can I have another glass of tea?" he muttered. I took the glass from him and refilled it.

"Thanks…" he said before taking another drink. "Not just for the tea but…being there…I know I can be tough to deal with sometimes."

"That's an under—"

"Don't push it." He cut in. I had to smile at our exchange.

"How you gon' apologize for it, only to do it again?" I chuckled. He just shrugged.

"You haven't left me so…I can't be that bad." I giggled.

"No, I guess not."

"I also heard Cairo's gay for Duey, so maybe my day isn't all fucked." I cracked up. My students were flaming his ass after that blunder on 106 and Drive. When I saw that on YouTube, I cried.

"I ran into Duey when I was a kid…him and his whack ass poems." He shook his head. "I oughta sick Riley on him." He proceeded to tell me how he ran from Riley after Huey punched Cairo in the face, I shook my head.

"So even as a child, your temper was atrocious." I said.

"Hey, what I tell you about pushing it?" he arched his eyebrow.

"Being honest." I held my hands up, chuckling.

"Mmhm…I see you…shaky ass." He grinned at me.

"Oh, I'm shaky? I'll tell you to your face you're an ass!"

"C'mon, do it." I got up and ran to his side, getting in his face.

"You're an a-" he tackled me and pinned me to the wall.

"Let me go!"

"Nah."

"Please?"

"…No. I like where you at. Hey, when's the last time we…fooled around."

"…I knew there was a reason you weren't madder!" I frowned.

"…Ah damn you caught me." I laughed.

"A man has needs."

"You are such a card." I gave him a peck on his lips.

...

Riley's POV

Caesar walked up to Cindy's door and pulled out his keys. " So we're going to release Scorpion tomorrow, as well as uh…Anxiety?"

"Yeah…I hate I have to leave again to Florida though with Ninth Wonder." I said. Yeah, he was shooting a music video for one of his songs, 'Freak A Leek,' and of course a nigga has to go. When Caesar opened the door, the smell of hot wings and weed greeted us.

"Started the party all ready?" Cindy jumped up on him, wrapping her legs around his waist.

"I missed you baby! Hey Reezy!" She said, still tight on him.

"Yo, pass the reefer…and give me some wings, hungrier than a mothafucka." I walked in her kitchen to see Alice putting some wings on a plate. When she saw me, she smiled.

"There's my baby, give me some love." I leaned in and kissed her. I repelled slowly.

"Why you smell like weed?"

"I smoked a bit…but don't worry, we saved you some." She pointed at the drawer. I was gawking at her.

"…When?"

"Me and Cindy did some last week, and I must say, it's not as bad as I thought it'd be." She nodded.

"Ever since I did it, I felt more positive about life. Like yesterday at work, stupid bitch only left me a 2 dollar tip, instead of getting mad, I just reminded myself I have a black man with a job."

Cindy and Caesar came into the kitchen; he bumped me over before I could respond to her statement.

"Move nigga, I'm hungry." He joked as he started getting at the wings. I looked over at Cindy and nudged her into the living room.

"Damn, what the hell?"

"You have her smoking?"

"I don't see the big deal." Cindy burrowed her eyebrows together.

"She is not another Jazmine, Cindy!" I said in a hush tone. Cindy frowned harder and snatched away from me.

"I know that, she's better in fact. I didn't have her do crack, damn. I'm surprised you're trippin' like this." She walked back into the kitchen. That's Cindy's problem, she always think no bad can come from anything. She got Jazmine on it in high school, and obviously, was fucked up ever since. Maybe I am being paranoid. I know that Cindy, nor would I for the matter let Alice go that far. Then again I had a hard week, my nigga lost and I still wasn't feeling all that. I swear her and her damn sister complex. They all came back out with plates.

"You eating?" Alice asked me.

"Nah, I'm not really hungry." Cindy gave me a look before looking back at the TV.

"You sure? I made these, I wanted you to try them." She frowned.

"Save some for me, I'll just chill with you until we leave." I smiled. I had to endure Caesar's dorky ass as he was participating with contestants on Family Fued.

"Did ya'll hear about Cairo's homo moment on 106 and Drive?" Alice asked.

"Hell yeah, that was some shit." Caesar shook his head. Neither Cindy nor I contributed to the conversation, but he was right. I had to shake my head at that.

These niggas out here gay. In fact, people always are talking about how some rappers are on the down low with that shit, not me. I don't play that. Cease and I heard some things about plenty of other rappers in the game, so we try to avoid that crowd as much as possible, avoid it like the plague.

...

Nicole's POV

"You drank all my damn juice?" I spat at Duey. He was sitting on my couch liked he owned shit. He doesn't own shit. I bought this house, I pay for the electricity, and the very furniture he sits on. What the fuck?

"Go get some more." He sounded uninterested. The only reason his goofy ass is even over here because Cairo's recording down in the basement. Sucking my teeth I threw the empty Ocean Spray bottle at him.

"Get the tampon out your ass bitch." He called behind me. I glared at him at the corner of my eye. Faggot. I was also having issues on how much of the cut Cairo was getting on my shit. I didn't notice it before but, the percentage of royalties was very disproportionate. I wrote nearly all these fuckin' songs, and I was set to get only 45% verses his 55%. Yeah he produced some tracks, but that don't mean he should be getting more than me. It's my damn album. I walked downstairs and saw all his niggas sitting there.

When Cairo walked out the booth I approached him.

"Hey Cairo, we need to talk, and I am so serious about this."

"What?"

"Why are you getting more royalties than me on my own album?" I folded my arms.

"Because I'm the head of the label." He said in a matter of factly tone.

"So?"

"So that means I can do whatever I want. I'm the reason you are where you at, if you have issues, you can gladly go back to the little no body with no money, no notoriety, no nothing." I huffed. He held his hand behind his ear.

"I don't hear anything, so I guess we don't have a problem here?"

"Bastard." I stormed back upstairs. When I went back into the living room, Duey grinned at me.

"Sounds like you won that argument."

"Shut the hell up."

"Don't get mad, you're in it now, too late to turn back."

I was mad because…he's right. I am too far into it. Besides, if I did turn back, I would have nothing to turn back to.

"Go…kiss on a man or something."

"I'm not gay, better chill with the gay jokes." I arched an eyebrow.

"Don't forget I saw what you two did last night." I said sharply. "Need I remind you?"

"You fucking bitch! I hope Cairo takes all your money! Stupid ho, you sold your soul, your cousin and your life and for what? Popularity and wealth? You are the last one who's allowed to look down on anybody." He walked away, heading downstairs. I sat there, gripping the sides of my arms. Knew where I was, but I felt like a stranger in my own home. I hate them. I went upstairs to my room and did a few lines. I'm down now, but in the morning I will be fine.

...

Alice's POV

"Oh, a trip to Florida?" I asked Riley as I was re braiding his hair.

"Yeah, I'm leaving Thursday. I'm sorry, I've been pretty busy lately." He sighed.

"You're fine, but I will say this, touch a dirty bitch, I will cut you." Riley turned his head at me and I cracked up laughing.

"Damn girl, scared me." He smiled nervously. I pulled his hair lightly. "Who said I'm playing nigga?" When he fell silent again, I laughed.

"Don't…stop that." He laughed. I resumed to braiding his hair.

"But you trust me though right?"

"Of course I do." I gave him a peck on his forehead.

"You know, with your hair out of braids, you look like Huey."

"…Well we share the same DNA." I popped his shoulder.

"Look girl you gon' get enough of abusing me!" he laughed.

"Don't be such a smart ass." I smirked. I will miss him when he leaves, I sighed.

"…Cindy didn't force you into smoking, did she?" I was taken by his question.

"No, I wanted to try it, why?"

"…Eh…Cindy is…Cindy. She's hard to explain sometimes."

"When we were kids, she once told me how she wanted a little sister she could do everything with. When Jazmine moved into the neighborhood, they were almost inseparable. She has a bit of a sister complex."

"I can understand that being that I'm an only child too." It's lonely being the only child.

"Eh, well that's all I wanted to know. I mean, you grown, do what you do, just don't be reckless."

"I won't." I grinned.

...

Huey's POV

I was sitting with Sirayah that morning eating breakfast when my cell phone rang, it was granddad.

"Hello?"

"Boy, cut the grass." I frowned.

"What?"

"Deaf ass, I said cut the grass!"

"Get a service to do it? As much money me and Riley give you, you should be able to afford it."

"Get ya ass on boy, I may be old, but I will still whoop your ass!" He hung up. Sighing, I dialed Riley.

"What nigga? Calling me this early." He greeted.

"Help me cut granddad's grass." I said.

"What?"

"Deaf ass, I said help me with granddad's grass."

"Fuck that grass."

"I'll meet you over at the house." I hung up. Sirayah looked at me expectedly.

"Shall we get going?" I nodded. I was looking forward to my lazy Wednesday morning. Riley had already made it over there; granddad was standing outside with him and Alice. When we got out, he smiled.

"Ah, finally made it. Thought you ditched me."

"Never." I smiled. "But I was thinking about it…no lie." Riley nodded.

"Uh-huh, Huey is that low down granddad!" I slapped him upside the head.

"C'mon." I muttered as he followed me to the garage, they went in the house. He pushed me.

"Punk." He sneered. I was going to cut the grass, and Riley would water it afterwards, of course we spent 20 minutes arguing about that, but I gave up, Riley kept reiterating that I was the first one he called, so I had the honors. I wiped my forehead as sweat beaded on it; the sun was bearing down today. When I was done with the yard, I pulled off the yellow dish gloves while Riley was hooking up the water hose.

"I'm gonna request my rematch tomorrow." I told him. He nodded without look at me.

"Good, whoop his ass this time around." He cut the water on, and when he did he splashed water on me.

"That's for calling me deaf earlier nigga." He laughed as he walked around the cut yard. I ran up to him and pushed the hose in his face.

"DAMN IT I JUST GOT MY BRAIDS DONE!"

"Are you crying about your hair? Pft, let me know what's like to sit when you pee." He laughed.

"You cheeky asshole." He sprayed me with the water hose again.

"Boys! Stop playing with my damn water!" we heard granddad yell from the kitchen window. As he walked to the door, I put him in a surprise headlock.

"Get off me! Granddad!" He nudged me in the stomach before running into house.

"Ya'll musty and wet!" Granddad shouted as us when we entered the kitchen.

"Huey started it! He chocked me!"

"What the hell Huey? You too damn old for that!" I was about to say something when I noticed Alice and Sirayah look at a book…photo album! I ran and snatched it off the table.

"Aww Huey! You were so cute! Your baby afro was to die for!" Sirayah yelled in a high pitch voice.

"I'm not ashamed of my pics, I was a sexy beast, even back then." Riley smirked.

"A beast that peed in the bed!" I shouted.

"Nigga hush! Hater!" Riley raided the fridge for a can of Sierra Mist.

"Mmmhm, these boys use to terrorize me when they were younger, I thought I'd die of stress." Granddad was always so dramatic with his stories.

"Oh please, you love yourself too much to die for someone else." Riley sat at the table.

"This is true….shut the fuck up boy and let me tell these fine ladies some stories." He snapped. Hours were spent of him telling stories, making me and Riley look like little monsters. Alice and Sirayah were cracking up.

"That's not true! I didn't dress in a skirt! I didn't know Gangstalicious was gay!" Riley buried his head into the table.

"I did NOT persuade him into killing a blind man that was Riley." I rolled my eyes. A part of me was glad they spent time with granddad, no matter how scaring it was. Sure he told all the wrong stories but hey, we love him. After our impromptu get together, Riley and I went upstairs to our room. We were sure he would have turned it into an office, but nope, he left our room the way it was, right down our posters on the wall. Our desk was still here. Riley jumped on his bed.

"Why he have to tell our girls all that bull?"

"It's his life purpose." I sat on mine.

"Yo Huey, I liked today though…it's not often we spend time over here." I slanted my mouth and stood up.

"You sound like you're getting sentimental…that's gay." I walked out the room, chuckling a bit.

"….Seriously Huey?" I heard him yell.

...

Riley's POV

"Now you call me when you reach the airport in Miami, okay?" Alice kissed me.

"Yes ma'am, bye." I gave her a tight hug as I joined Keith, Ninth Wonder at the checkout. I had a refreshing day yesterday; it'd keep me grounded this weekend.

"Had a good week bruh?"

"Yea man, how you been?" he asked.

"Real good, mix tape is done, Cease got a new song out, I spent time with my family and friends I'm feeling real positive." I said honestly. I was going to have fun down in Miami, but I did promise Alice I wouldn't get drunk like I normally do. Haha. She said if I was out there embarrassing her, she'd beat me. When I finally touched down in Miami, we parted ways to our hotel rooms; we'd see each other later. After settling in, I called Alice.

"Hey baaaby!" her voice was cheerful.

"Hey miss lady, I made it to Miami."

"Good! When you heading out to the club?"

"8. The video shoot is at 5 so a nigga gonna take a nap." I replied.

"Okay, I'll see you later."

I wanted to say 'I love you'…but, it didn't come out.

"Be safe, out there by yourself, don't let niggas touch you."

"And don't let no bitch touch you." It was scary how sweet she said it, but I know she was dead serious.

"All right shawty." I laughed.

"Bye fool…I love you." She said. Damn it!

"I…love…-"

"SAY IT!"

"I love you…damn." Hasty little woman, she made me say it anyway. Well it was true so…

"I'm now the luckiest woman on earth, have fun, bye!"

"Bye." I shook my head as I hung up the phone. After I changed into my lounge wear I feel right to sleep.

I was at the shoot for Ninth's video, girls everywhere. I had to stay focused though shit, it wasn't even my video, and I was there just for cameo. I was sitting on a crush velvet couch with like…5 girls on both my sides.

"Mm, you're here." Rolling my eyes I peered up at the voice.

"Tonya, it's been awhile." I said un interested.

"Where's your little bitch at?"

"Alice ain't a bitch, watch your mouth." I snapped. I'm sick of this ho and her disrespect.

"Whateva nigga." She strutted away. Ugh, I swear she's annoying. Ah, anyway, the video shoot for day one was wrapped right at 8, so me and Keith went right to the club after the shoot. I had a good time, talking, chilling and whatnot. I did one blunt but of course it takes a lot to get me fucked up. As I was walking towards the bar, a waitress stopped me while carrying a tray with drinks on it.

"Courtesy." She tried to give me the tray of drinks.

"From?" I asked.

"Some fan, I don't know." I looked down at the drinks, shrugged and took them. I was on my way to a drink, but the drinks came to me. The table smiled when I came back with the shot drinks.

"My nigga Esco!" Ninth smiled as he took a shot off the table, the groupies took one, leaving me with the last. I drank it real fast, enjoying the burn in my stomach. Okay, one drink, that's enough, I made a promise I wouldn't get plastered. As the hours went on… felt super fucked up, my head was spinning and my vision was blurred.

"Yo Escobar, the hell you get these drinks from?" one female slurred. I looked over at her narrowing my eyes.

"You feel it too?" Ninth Wonder's head fell right on the table. Oh shit! I looked around, I got to get the hell out of here my shit was spiked! As I made my way to the exit, I felt my weight give way. No, no! I staggered out the back of the club in a panic. Everything was a haze to me. I gripped the brick as I tried my hardest to focus my eyes. I heard laughter behind me and I whirled around to see a blur of color walk towards me.

"Get the fuck away…" I grunted. I felt a hand on my cheek.

"Don't be afraid Esco, its only pussy." I pushed the woman away from me and staggered forward, but wouldn't you know it? I couldn't fight the roofies any longer.

…Ahhhh shit.

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