DAMN this story was suppose to be over by now. I have been busy. From social life and everything in between, this story was suppose to be completed before 2013. I haven't even started on my new joint 'Roses' yet. Yeah, that's the title of new Huey/Jazmine/OC story I got in the works. It's gonna be dark and I think my story telling will be improved cause I'm taking risks in that story and shit. lol Yeah but so sorry for that long ass hiatus. Life been wearing me out. I know after all this time this chap might look short but it's powering up to the ending of this piece. Enough of my rambling. Let me let you read. Hope ya'll had a dope Christmas and a fly new year. Let's get started.

Disclaimer: Don't own Boondocks

Chapter 31- Start of it All

Every end has a start...- Che Black Diamond

Cindy's POV

I stared at the black screen of my phone. Pushing the button and with the flick of the touch screen to unlock it, I called Jazmine. It rang for a few only to send me to voicemail. Sighing I left her a message.

"Jazmine, it's me, Cindy. Look, we need to talk. Call me back." I hung up. How'd she change that much? Maybe I didn't try hard enough as I should have. But I figured if she would see how messed up things gotten between us, maybe she'd change. I don't know. I was in my own bubble as the models giggled and held conversation. I heard Maryonnette bitch about something but she was eventually tuned out too. I found myself staring aimlessly at my phone, hoping she'd call me back before I had to get on the catwalk. Not wanting to wait, I took my chance and called again. She answered.

"Hello?" she sound like she just woke up.

"Jazmine?" I asked.

"Cindy?" her voice picked up and I heard shuffling. "Is that you?"

"Yeah…look…how are you?"

"…I'm living. Congrats to you saw you on Victoria's London Launch show last week. You were awesome."

"Thank you." I did a small smile. "Listen, I have some things to tell you. But first, you really need to call your mom."

"I've actually tried actually. Her phone's off." When I read out the number Huey gave me, Jazmine responded:

"Yeah, that's her number. I tried calling it all yesterday." I was puzzled; I was just given that number. I hope I didn't wait too long or something had happened.

"Oh." I said.

"I know its bad news; tell me what's happened now."

"She's divorcing your dad." She was silent for a few minutes before speaking.

"I see…what else?"

"We need to talk about that Hiro fiasco. Jazmine, did you have anything to do with that? Be honest. What really happened?" She was quiet again.

"He was high and pushed me through a glass table." She said with finality. "People think I was the high one and fell through it on my own…no."

I could tell Jazmine wasn't lying this time. I heard the underlining anger in her voice.

"I was just trying to fix things, now he just made it all worse for me."

"Fix what?" I pressed.

"CINDY! You're on in 10 minutes!" One random model yelled.

"Ah, Jazz, I got to go. When I'm off this conversation needs to continue."

"Okay. Bye." She hung up. I stashed my phone in my desk, and ran to my place. I hope I could concentrate though, because my mind was racing about everything that was going on with the team at 180 an hour. I bit my lip on the inside. It didn't take long before I had to strut my stuff in front of those flashing lights one more time.

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Nicole's POV

"Welcome back!" the team called at Cairo's house that night. It felt halfhearted, didn't feel it. I did a smile, albeit a tired one. Cairo wrapped his arms around my shoulders.

"Damn girl, the next time you want to have a vacation, let niggas know. Aight?"

"Sure thing Cairo." I nodded, smirking. I walked upstairs to the bathroom and closed the door behind me. All the noise from the music, laughs, and chatter was partially blocked out. I put the toilet seat down and sat on the toilet. What to do? How to go about doing things? I have not a clue. I guess I really should lay off the drugs for a while, their affecting my psyche. My phone rang, it was Tonya.

"Heeey girl! Damn you okay."

"I'm chill. How are you?"

"I'm ready for this kid to pop out!" she laughed. I'm sure she is.

"I have a month left. Urrgh. I'm so big, my damn shoes don't fit no more, it's all so depressing. I didn't know your feet grow when you're pregnant. I went from a perfect 7 to a whole 8!" she bitched into the phone. I slouched back and listened to her further.

"My reality show deal is almost inked dry too, I can't wait."

"Sounds like things booming for you."

"Sure is. So, I know you heard all that crazy shit that's going on with the Freemans' friend. Nigga burnt down his club and shit. They saying Holly did it." I blinked

"Really?" Damn…all that happened when I was out.

"Girl yeah, oh. Yo' cousin marrying Huey."

What? I didn't hear right.

"No she ain't."

"Yes she is. Huey got that bitch a big ring too. I'm just waiting on Riley to get me mines. Bitches fingers are cold out here." She began eating on something. Damn I missed quite a lot. I nodded.

"What else been going on?"

"That's pretty much it. The gossip has been on fire about Huey and Sirayah's engagement. They got pics of them on yacht in Chicago and shit. Nigga think he on some romantic type shit." I couldn't help but to laugh at that.

"Damn, a laugh. Finally." She said in between eating. Our relationship was weird but she was the closest thing I had to a female friend right now, so I guess we're cool.

"I mean I know I'm a bitch but I don't like depressin' ass hoes on my phone. Once this baby born we gon' hit the club! Pop some bottles, you know what it is!"

"Oh, what's the gender of the baby?"

"It's a bad ass lil girl." She announced laughing. Oh, so Riley's having a daughter…possibly. I do remember Cairo telling me it could be his, but I'm not gonna let her know he told me that. I don't know…it really doesn't matter which one is the father, that baby is fucked either way. True it'll have money but…that will be one unhappy little girl.

"You name her yet?"

"I wanna name her Indigo. Something like Blue Ivy, but not too obvious, I'm not too sure yet. It's either gon' be Indigo or Kym with a 'y' instead of an 'I'.

…Yeah that poor child. I didn't even like the name Blue Ivy to be honest, get the fuck out of here with these names.

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Hiro's POV

I was screaming in agony at the rehab. Three whole days without coke, and my system was starting to feel it. I was jerking all over my bed and sweating like crazy. I've been in this situation before but…to go without it so long, the pain felt like I was withdrawing for the first time all over again. I slapped my hands on the sides of my face. My hair was stuck on my forehead as I continued to sweat pools. It was night time and I was trying to get someone to get me a fucking sedation shot, anything to make this stop!

"Help me!" I kicked and scratched at the door. I wanted to just grab that chair and throw it at the window…but since it was that thick glass it wasn't going to work. I continued to make noise until two males came bursting into the door.

"Calm down sir." He was void of any emotion as his assistant held me own. I kicked and lunged around as he prepared the needle.

"Your body is detoxing all those drugs out your system."

"No shit!" I yelled. He ignored me and stuck me with the needle. A wave of relief soon hit me as my nerves were finally brought back down. They placed me back in the bed and walked out my room. I groaned as I finally felt a good night sleep come over me. I was told the cops would talk to me in the morning so I automatically wished I could just sleep until the New Year. Skip all these hardships and jump right back into normality. My son would be born by then, my club rebuilt, and being happy again.

"Yeah…sounds like a healthy plan to me…" I slurred in my sleep. Get back to my music…and get my life back. There's no such thing as perfection, but that was the closest thing to it.

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Huey's POV

I groaned in the kitchen silently. Ming invited herself over my house with Haruna and Ceasar. Alice and Riley were there too. It was a dinner gathering and I didn't count on Ming being there. She was the life of the party unfortunately. She somehow managed to fool all of them into thinking she was a likeable person. Well, I know she's a liar so I guess she's doing what she does best.

"Damn that salmon smelling good nigga!" I heard Riley yell. I rolled my eyes as they laughed and resumed their chatter. Riley didn't even remember Ming, no matter how many times she described the game to him, and he could not remember her being there. Even the part of me throwing the ball so hard at her I broke her leg, he STILL doesn't remember her. All that weed must've fried his brain.

"Sirayah, could come here?" I asked. She walked into the kitchen.

"Help me with these plates." I instructed. She took two plates and headed into the living room. I heard them herd to the table. Once I got all the plates out, everyone looked at their meals. Salmon with rice mixed with veggies and fresh spinach. Ming took a bit out of her salmon.

"I'm Impressed Freeman. Sirayah, is he lying? You made this meal didn't you?" she was quite taken with the rice.

"Ahahaha. No. We take turns cooking actually. Wine or juice?" Sirayah was walking around pouring either juice or wine in the glasses.

"Wine please." She poured the wine and when she was done, she took her seat beside me.

"I know it's a shock to you Ming but I can cook." I began eating.

"Mmm…I'll give credit where it's due." She smiled.

"See Huey? She's not always such a hard bitch!" Haruna laughed, earning Ming to throw daggers at her with her piercing blue eyes. Riley was laughing so hard he did this nasty snort.

"Really Riley?" I arched an eyebrow at him.

"I'm sorry man." He continued laughing. I thought it'd be a good idea to lift the spirits and just have a random get together. We're back in Maryland, and Haruna is getting closer to her due date. All of us decided that until Hiro was out of rehab, we'd all look after her and the baby. And she really didn't want to be in that house by herself. She and Ming are using one of Riley's many guest houses he has here. Ming popped Haruna on her arm.

"Don't call me out like that, damn." She rolled her eyes.

"Can a nigga have another plate though?" Caesar's plate was the cleanest out of all the plates on the table. He didn't even leave a single grain of rice. That's amazing. I nodded as his fat ass ran into the kitchen.

I didn't want to talk about it because Haruna was spirits were much higher than they were before, but I was going to drive up to New York to talk to Cairo. I told Sirayah about it, and she agreed that'd we'd keep my plans to myself. She needs to get away from that for a while. I also knew Tonya was closer to giving birth as well. Riley was on edge about that too, he couldn't hide his nervousness from me. He needed this friendly time too. All this anxiety going around, I had to wonder would it spread over to Sirayah and I. Things are relatively fine but for how long, you know?

I texted Cindy to see whether not she got in contact with Jazmine, but she hasn't text me back yet. She's in another country right now so who knows what time she got it or if she was still working. I haven't heard from Sarah, but I won't assume anything. With any person, at any time something can go wrong. I knew Cindy was going to reach out to Jazz; it was only a matter of time. Sirayah didn't talk much about Nicole anymore and didn't have any reaction to the stories anymore. That worried and relived me at the same time. Worried that she stopped giving a fuck, but relived she wasn't on the brink of tears like she used to.

So many things and lives were changed these past months. What else will change?

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Jazmine's POV

"I'll have to wait until he's out of rehab." I said aloud to myself. I stared at the text message and exited out of Messaging. Rubbing my temples, I sat in my couch. Nikoali was out of town and wasn't responding to any texts or calls. We've been fighting a lot lately. The public is starting to notice the rockiness of our relationship too…didn't give a damn about that though. People act like their relationship is all lovey dovey and perfect. Like they have a right to criticize mine, hmph.

On the upside of things, I'm glad Cindy decided to talk to me again, but she sure did choose…a sticky timing to do that. Oh well. Not like she's gonna know what I did. I rapped my manicured fingers on the fabric, feeling a bit bored.

"Guess I'll go out." I resolved as I got up to get ready. As I walked in my room, Cindy called me.

"Hey!" I was cheery.

"Hi, how are you?" I threw my black romper on the bed.

"Fine." I said.

"Yeah so, finish what you were about to say." Cindy said.

"Actually, I'm about to head out myself. When are you coming back to America?"

"Saturday."

"Great. Where will you be?"

"In Woodcrest, you already know. I think Haruna will be having her baby soon." She said.

"Oh yeah that's right." I trailed off, certain she told them about our run in, but if she knew…she would've said so by now. Hey, I won't tell if she won't ask.

"Yeah so where you headed to? A club?"

"Actually no, gonna to some random restaurant. I'm in LA right now." My phone beeped and I saw that it was an important call.

"Cindy, let me call you back." I told her with urgency.

"Okay, bye." I clicked over.

"Yeah?"

"Jazmine, what do you want me to do about Hiro?"

"Can't do much until he's out. Take a break. Did you send Catlice the message?"

"Of course, I need the break too. Man, I got bitches to run through. I'll stay here in New York in the meantime." I rolled my eyes. He hasn't changed.

"Fine, I'll talk to you later."

"Peace." I hung up the phone and got ready.

=P I still haven't revealed that mysterious ass person. Ciao! I will see you guys again...sooner this time! LOL Love.