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Chapter 32- Ripple Effect (Prt 1)
Riley's POV
I sighed as I looked out the window. Tonya would be giving birth soon. Something in me wished I wasn't so careless back when, but I can't do anything about it. Alice senses my edginess but luckily for me I Huey wanted me to come with him to New York to see Hiro so we couldn't sit and talk about it like she wanted to. What if she leaves if this girl is mine man? I felt a pillow go upside my head.
"Nigga!" I shouted at my brother as I looked at him crazy.
"I called you four times already. I'm ready to go." I narrowed my eyes at him.
"You couldn't shake me or something?" I stood up and followed him out the door.
"No." he said as he pushed the elevator button.
"Why not?" I asked irritated.
"Didn't want to." I swear this nigga play too much, and have the nerve to talk about me when we were kids. Damn. When we entered the elevator, Huey spoke to me again.
"Worried about Tonya, aren't you?" I frowned and nodded.
"Yeah Huey, I mean… don't want to be a dad not like this." Huey nodded.
"You'll be okay, no matter the outcome."
"How you know?" I looked over at him. He looked back at me.
"Cause you're Riley Escobar Freeman. That's how I know."
I paused for a long time. I was shocked at the answer and the many possible meanings behind it but no matter how annoying I could be to Huey, he'd never leave me out to dry without throwing nigga a life line every once and I while. I smiled.
"Word? Thanks."
"No problem." We exited out the elevator and into the garage. My phone buzzed with a text message. It was from Cindy!
'Hey Reezy! Al told me what's up. Just sending texts to folks, lettin' ya'll know I'm in town! See you back in Woodcrest! Peace and hair grease!'
"Cindy's back in town!" I announced, Huey unlocked the car door.
"That's cool, did she meet with Jazmine?" I frowned up.
"Why would she meet with Jazmine?" Huey explained the whole story to me as he drove to the rehab center.
"Oh. Hum." That was my only response. Cindy shouldn't try to help her in my honest opinion but if Sarah wanted to connect with her I suppose she could be a positive enforcement. At this point it would only be Cindy who'd be willing to do anything for her anyway.
"She hasn't heard a word from Sarah either."
"Have you called her?"
"Yeah…the line is dead. Keep heading to voicemail."
"You don't think Tom went all OJ Simpson on a bitch did he?"
"….Well Riley let's hope not." I looked out the window, unsure how to keep this conversation going being that I could care less about Jazmine in all honesty.
"How long is Hiro staying holed up in there? Is it going to be 6 months like last time?" I remember the first time Hiro had to go to rehab; he didn't get out until that time.
"I don't know." Huey parked the car in the vistor's parking lot and we got out the car. I hated rehabs. I hated seeing all those strung out people all in one place. It was fucking depressing when I went to see Hiro the first time. I accidently had to hear how one girl turned to heroin after her mom died and began stripping and prostituting to feed her addiction. Some heavy shit man. I mean…I won't like I did my share of coke when I first got into the game but I didn't get hooked on that shit. I definitely steered clear of that crack shit. When we walked in it was dead silence. It was morning time so…no sob stories to walk in on, thank God.
"Hello, how may I help you?" the receptionist asked us.
"We're here to see Hiro Otomo, is he available for visitation?"
"What are your names?" she began writing down on a pad.
"Huey and Riley Freeman." Huey said. She did more scribbling and stood up from her desk.
"Hold on I'll see if he's up and comfortable with visitors." She walked down a hallway to our left. Huey and I stood idly by as we waited. When we heard the front doors open we moved out the way the person could wait for the receptionist.
She was a white woman, haggard clothes and was trembling. Huey and I stood even further, but she caught us and began talking. Holy crap.
"You-you-you two work here?" her voice asked shaky. She looked at me and pointed.
"Wait a minute? Escoabar? Is that really you?" Huey covered his mouth and she smiled.
"You're that….that rapper guy, my friend loved you. She died in an overdose last month…and that's why I'm here. I'm so tired of this life. I hate myself more than life its self. All I have to my name is this iPod. She showed us her dirty pink iPod shuffle.
"I listen to your song 'Loser' all the time. It lifts the spirit." Huey seemed to have disappear at my side as I looked around for him. Where the hell was that receptionist? I looked at the woman.
"Thank you…" I said.
"You're welcome. You want to know something? I didn't always look like this. I was a real doll…then my fucking low life excuse of a father-"
"Freemans? Hiro is ready to see you." The lady cut her off as she walked back towards the front.
A wave of relief overcame me. I looked at the girl, took my chances and hugged her.
"Get yourself better. You'll be alright." She broke down crying right there. I didn't even think to realize those might've been the worst timing of words I've ever said maybe? I awkwardly handed her over to the receptionist who was no doubt leading her to a room. And like magic, Huey was back in the picture.
"Where the fuck did you go?" I asked heated. Huey looked dead at me and lied to my face.
"I had to go to the bathroom."
"…NO YOU DIDN'T!" I hissed. He shrugged.
"What? Want me to show you the stall I took a piss in? I can't make you believe me."
"You right! I don't believe you! The most awkward moment in my life and you wanted to be a ninja?"
"You know I hate ninjas." Huey opened the door to Hiro's room. I was still frowning at this grimey nigga who apparently hates himself now. Hiro was sitting at a desk wearing some grey sweats, plain white tee and a black robe. He looked like he was getting better; he still had rings around his eyes though we sat on his bed as his eyes followed us.
"Hey." He said dully.
"Hey." Huey and I said in unison. Hiro looked at us, Huey spoke.
"You're going to miss the birth of your son, I hope you're happy."
Damn it Huey if I knew he was gonna say all that I would've spoken first.
"No, no I'm not happy. But I made my bed, and for now I'm sleeping in it. If all you guys came here to do was to rub it in my face, just leave."
I nudged Huey hard in his side as I decided to talk the reigns of this conversation.
"No Hiro, we didn't come here for that. I just want to know what the hell happened."
I'm so serious, what the hell happened? One week I see him and he's happy, his shit together and he's running his club. Next thing I know, he's fucking up and somehow got his club burnt to dust. Something happened in between this gap of events. He can't convince me he out the blue decided to snort up again. He had too much riding for him this time.
"How'd you wind up back on coke?" Huey continued with his ever popular bluntness. Hiro looked at him.
"Does that matter? I got back on it, and no matter who gave it to me, it was my choice to fuck everything I had going up." My ears wiggled.
"What do you mean….'who gave it to me'? Someone offered it to you?" Even though Hiro was drug free, people still did drugs in his place, whether he knew it or not. Especially in the VIP booths it was participated in. I should know, I did ecstasy in there once. No one ever tried to get him back on it though; they understood how hard it was for him to get clean.
"Who gave it to you? Stop bullshitting us." Huey pressed. "We're big boys we can take it."
"It was Jazmine. She gave it to me alright?"
My mouth dropped.
"But…even with that story…I'm not innocent in all this either." He whispered.
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Cindy's POV
"ALICE!" I screamed happily.
"MY BITCH CINDY!" Alice returned the greeting. We ran into each other in a hug and bounced around happily as we embraced each other. Caesar just pouted.
"I wasn't greeted like that when I picked yo' ass up. That's so rude. That's so unforgiveable." He shook his head. I ignored him playfully.
"So how you been girl?" I asked.
"And you gon' ignore me? I swear a nigga can't get no love right now!"
"I'm fine. I'm officially in my second half of school! I'm almost done!"
"Fuck ya'll."
"That's terrific! You know you and I have to celebrate! Poppin bottles in the heels! Pushing a Maserati fresh OFF the lot girl. We gon' make these hoes hate us when we strut in that bitch!" I laughed. I had to be hood fo' my Al.
"Ya'll some trifling females."
"Mhm. You already know! Hahaha." Alice gave me a high five.
"Damn ya'll." I looked over at Caesar.
"I'm sorry honey, were you saying something?"
"I hate both of you." Me and Alice just laughed at him. When we got in the car I looked at her in the back seat.
"We gon' get high tonight, man I miss my weed buddy." I said. She grinned.
"You got the cigarillos?" I shook my head as I dug in my purse.
"No, I'm gonna have to buy some." My phone then rang. I looked at the caller I.D and I frowned in concern. Mr. Freeman?
"Hello?" I asked.
"Lil baby, are you in town?"
"Yes sir, you need anything?"
"Yea…I fell in the kitchen…luckily I had my phone on me. I know the boys are out of town…there would be no point to call them."
"OH MY GOSH! We're on the way! CAESAR DRIVE TO POP'S PLACE!" I shouted while still on phone.
"What's wrong?" Alice whispered.
"Grandpa fell in the kitchen." I said as I hung up.
"Shit." She muttered. Caesar parked the car and I jumped out the car. He always had his door unlocked and I rushed inside. I kneelt down to him and began helping him up.
"Oh, thank you." He said.
"How long were you laying here?" I asked.
"Just for a few minutes, I was washing these dishes and I slipped on some water." I helped him to his favorite couch.
"I called Tom, but the phone was dead." He said. I sat up frowning. Why the hell was everyone saying they could not reach the Du'Bouis? I looked out the window. When Alice and Cease walked in, I told them to tend to granddad as I made my way across the street. Tom's car wasn't in the parking lot. I knocked on the door…there was no answer. I turned the knob and to my surprise, the door opened. I walked inside. The house was undisturbed. Everything was in place…this was starting to scare me.
"Hello? It's me Cindy." I called as I cautiously walked around the vacant home. I walked up the portraits of the family that sat on the fireplace. They were mildly dusty but that was to be expected. I turned back around and made my way in the kitchen. Not a spec was out of place.
"What the hell?" I said aloud. I looked up to the ceiling; did I really want to check upstairs? Turning on my heels, I made my way to the stairwell. I gazed up at the stairs.
"Hello!?" I tried again and again there was no answer. Gripping the wood rail, I made my way upstairs. I almost jumped. It did NOT look like down stairs. The hallway's walls had dried blood running down towards the bedroom as well as the carpet had splatters. My heart was racing a mile a minute. It was wise for me to turn and haul my white ass out of there but…I heard footsteps down stairs! I quickly made my way towards Jazmine's room and slowly closed the door behind me. I looked at the window, my ticket out. I heard rapid footsteps, someone ran up here! Not even thinking I opened the window and through myself out, landing in thorn bush. Ignoring the pain I limped back across the street. My arm was killing me and my leg was bleeding.
"Holy fuck!" I cried as I rushed into the house. Everyone looked at me.
"What the hell?" Grandad frowned.
"What happened to you?" Caesar shouted.
"The better question is what happened across the street! Call the cops. Something happened in the Du'bois house." I huffed as Alice sat me down.
"What? Tom went out town. Someone broke in?" Looked at him puzzled.
"What?" He nodded.
"He told me he was uh…going to go on a Do It Big trip with Sarah two weeks ago. I ain't heard a peep from him. He said he was going to be back this morning, that's why I called him but his phone was dead so I guess he's not back yet."
…Oh….shit. Granddad raised his eyebrows.
"Did I miss something?"
"…Call the police." I repeated.
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Ming's POV
I was playing Smash Brother's Brawl with Haruna when she flinched.
"URGH!" I looked down. Her water broke!
"SHIT!" I screamed as I hopped up. Where the hell were Caesar and Alice picking up Cindy? Haruna grabbed both sides of her stomach. I helped her get off the couch. She wobbled towards the door.
"You okay?" I asked as I helped her to the door. She glared at me.
"I'M ABOUT TO HAVE A BABY BITCH! DO I LOOK OKAY?"
"Actually you're glowing." I smiled. She gripped my wrist harder, which kinda hurt.
"Ow! I was kidding!" I snatched away from her as I guided her to my rental car. The contractions apparently started to kick in.
"FUCKIN DRIIIIVE!" she wailed in the drivers side. I started the car and made my way to Woodcrest Baptist. I would have to wait and call everyone until I reached the hospital.
BRAAAAANNNNNNG STOPPED AT A CLIFF AGAIN. What's gonna happen in Part 2?! Stick around and find out. Love ya! Tell me ya thoughts in the comment box!