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Chapter 34- Waterfalls (part 1)

"Don't go chasing waterfalls, please stick to the rivers and the lakes that you're use to, I know you that you're gonna have it your way or nothing at all…but I think you're moving too fast." – TLC

Granddad's POV

"Tom?!" I asked, he was dressed in casual attire and was looking…weird. I really couldn't read his facial expression.

"Hey Robert, sorry my phones been off. While on my vacation I lost the battery and it was expensive to call from outer country."

"Where'd you go?"

"Brazil, nothing to fancy." He looked at his house.

"So I came home to find my house taped off, I'm on my way to the police station to find out what happened. Can you give me some details?"

"Okay…uh where's Sarah?"

"She stayed in the drop off in Texas to see her mother." Tom answered with ease. I raised an eyebrow, but not so much to where he could sense my disbelief. If that's the case, why hasn't she picked up her phone? She's been trying to reach out to Jazmine, at least that's what Huey told me the last I talked to him, so it wouldn't make sense she'd be away with no number to reach.

"They found a crime scene up in your house. Cindy said there was blood all over the second floor." Tom frowned.

"Someone must've broken in and went in disarray somewhere, I'll call Sarah and notify her about this. I swear this neighborhood is getting dangerous and dangerous by the minute. Guy can't even go on his Do It Big trip without some scoundrel making a scene at someone else's house." He huffed and crossed his hands.

"I'd best go to the station and clear this situation up. See you Robert."

"Okay, bye." I closed the trash can and watched him walk to his car and drive off. I smelled lies all over that nigga. He was giving me the creeps. He wasn't talking the same way. He had more bass in his voice, he didn't sound like a whining pussy like he always do. That struck me as odd. I thought that nigga was gon' kill me or some shit. I walked back into the house and sent Huey a text for him to stop by, I walked into the kitchen and started to prepare dinner. I know they were going to bring the baby by, so I decided tonight would be a grand feast. I cooked some fried chicken, green beans and cornbread and salmon for Huey's weird vegan ass. All these years of raising him and I still don't know where he got that from…oh now I remember…his father was vegan. What's wrong with eating meat? It got proteins and all that good shit. Fuck all that fat noise. He's a MMA fighter he can sweat it all out. One day I will make him eat a single strip of bacon. I laughed to myself when there was another knock on the door. I just put the chicken in so I was free to answer it. I don't know who it could be knocking though; everyone was either at home or with the baby. I looked at the peephole to see an unexpected guest at my door. I opened it casually. She grinned, but somehow, that smile lost all its genuine meaning so many years ago.

"Been a while, Mr. Freeman."

"Hey Jazmine, how you been?" I asked her.

"…Fine. I won't trouble you long; I was wondering did you hear from my parents recently?"

"You actually missed your dad; he went to the police station." She dropped that empty smile.

"Police station?" she asked.

"I…think you should go meet him there." I felt sorry for this girl. She was once so bright, so full of life, now her green eyes look hollow and dark. I don't know how or where down in her life she became a tragic poison to herself.

"What happened?"

"It'd be best if Tom told you dear. " I said. Her eyes darkened but smiled never the less.

"Alright then, thank you Mr. Freeman, you take care."

"You too Jazmine." I closed the door once she turned her back to leave. I shook my head. Kid is lost. My phone then rang, what the hell! Damn, leave me alone! I'm old! I'm too old for this shit!

"Hello?" I asked annoyed.

"Yeah you text me?" Huey asked.

"Naw, I sent a telegram."

"….Well you're old enough for it."

"Nigga…I hate you."

"I love me too. So what's up?" I rolled my eyes.

"When are you guys coming over?" I asked as I stirred the green beans around. I set the pan up for Huey's salmon as I held the phone with my shoulder.

"Eh is 6 okay? Oh no…wait, that's way past your bed time."

"FUCK YOU AND TELL RILEY TO BUY SOME COKE!"

"Drugs won't make you any up to snuff."

"Huey, when you're my age, I hope your grandkids make fun of you as much as you do me! I'm hurt! I fed you, clothed you and I took care of you!"

"Didn't you leave me in Movie Theater to get caught? Didn't you make me have to kick out the crazy wolf bitch and you made me take pictures of you in a thong, an image that scarred me for-"

"People make mistakes nigga BYE." I hung up the phone. My phone buzzed as a text message.

'Love you granddad. :) –Huey'

I simmered in my anguish.

...

Tom's POV

I fiddled with my thumbs, waiting on the investigations to get started. I don't know what happened! I am worried, Sarah's not answering her phone and I'm looking suspicious. The cops walked in.

"Thomas Du'bois?"

"Yes?" I asked nervously.

"Where were you this past week?"

"I was in Brazil with my wife Sarah, I have booking tickets for two for proof."

"Yeah, we're going to have to take a look at that. You are aware there was a potential homicide in your home? Forensics found that the blood found was there for a good amount of days."

I frowned. "I was not aware. I know not how that could have happened. Maybe some burglars broke in, got into it and a casualty happened." They showed me of the bloody hallway. I grimaced.

"You sure you do not know what could have happened?" I shook my head.

"No, I do not."

"What airline did you use for this trip Mr. Du'bois?" The investigator lit a cigarette as he was writing notes.

"AirTran." I had to give them my card number and social security.

"Okay, we're going to contact the BWI airport to confirm your story. If everything checks out, you'll be on your way, but we are keeping tabs on you. This investigation is far from over." He put out his cigarette butt and walked out the room with his associate. I sat back in the chair and smiled coolly.

...

Haruna's POV

I gazed down at Akira. He's so cute. He was a spitting image of his father…whom I miss greatly. Ming was asleep and was snoring so loud I could hear her from the nursery. She fell asleep on the couch watching a Martin marathon they had going. After putting Akira asleep I walked to the front.

"Ming."

Nothing.

"Ming."

Still snoring.

"MING!" I screamed. She shot up and rolled to her right, which made her fall of the couch.

"What?" She rubbed her head.

"I need you to go to the store for me." I said handing her a 10. "Go get me another thing of formula."

"Okay, okay." Ming stood up and took the money. I smiled widely. She was being so nice, so I decided to soak it up before she'd stop being human again.

"I got a text from Huey; we're on for dinner over his grandfathers at six." I called after her.

"Yeah okay." She muttered, still waking up obviously. I went into my room when I pulled out my cell phone. I had 5 missed calls, all from the rehab center. I sighed as I pressed the recall button. This was why I sent Ming out instead of me going and having her look after Akira, I knew that if she knew I was going to call, or he had called she would not have let me call him back. I pressed the recall button and was waiting as the phone rang. I was surprised when he answered. I didn't even know what to say even if he did pick up the phone.

"Hello?"

"…Hiro."

"Haruna? Hey, how are you? How's our son?" he asked.

"I'm fine. So is he. "I said. There was an awkward silence between us.

"I'll be out in three more months." He announced finally.

"Oh." I said. There was more silence.

"I guess I was just calling to let you know about Akira." I said.

"We need to talk."

"Where should we start? I honestly don't have the energy for said talk. I'll see you." I said.

"Okay...bye."

"Bye." I hung up the phone, it was just in time because Ming was back shortly after. She knocked on my bed room door and poked her head inside.

"Is Akira still sleep?" I nodded and she walked in and threw the Wal-Mart bag on my bed.

"I swear! I hate crowded spaces!"

"We're from China; you should be used to that."

"That's precisely why I hate crowded spaces! Then, this fat bitch took forever because she had gone back for something. She could've left those cakes where they were."

I shook my head and chuckled.

"Oh Ming." Akira began crying. Nature calls!

"It's 5:30, I guess we should start getting ready for the dinner?" Ming asked.

"Yeah, let go tend to Aki first." She followed me into his room.

...

Jazmine's POV

I sat in my car near the police station. I didn't want to walk in there. I was feeling uneasy and I didn't want to be told something bad. I already knew it was something bad, but I guess I'm not prepared for it. Saw my dad walk down the stairs after what seemed like an eternity. Gripping my wheel, I made the motion to get out. He heard the car door close and turned to my direction. His eyes were wide, but went back to a normal gaze.

"Jazmine? Why are you here?" he faced me fully.

"What happened in the house?" I asked, ignoring his question.

"A potential murder scene, I'm under investigation but, it's nothing to worry your pretty head about. Sarah is away in Texas. I gave them her number, but they're saying her phone is disconnected. I gave them your grandparents number, they will call them in the morning." He said. I blinked. When did mom ever talk about our grandparents? In fact, I can safely say she has never visited them since she married my dad. The reason is obvious, blah blah blah, racist drivel, and she lost contact with them since. It struck me as odd.

"…I thought Mr. and Mrs. Bloomberg didn't want anything to do with us." I bite out. He sighed.

"I know, but they reached out while we were on vacation. They wanted to reconcile. It took them awhile but hey, there's always a time for change."

Call me crazy, but I'd never forgive people who condemned my life choices, called my kid a niglet and said I was the black mans' whore…so I still didn't buy this story. And you know what? I think he knew I didn't believe him. Our eyes locked on each other, it was like looking in a mirror. We were both spineless people who got tired of being a push over and we would snap, doing whatever it took to get the respect we deserved from people.

"Where is mom?" I asked again.

"In Texas." He responded evenly.

"Who are you trying to convince here, me or you?" He smiled.

"No one, I am not troubled. The odds are against me, but I know my story…I'm sticking to it. What about you? How you been? Glad to see you didn't die in that nasty club fire. I guess the cocaine was pretty toxic. Or was it meth?"

I smiled right back at him and tilted the rim of my hat over my left eye. "Well dad not all of us are allowed to exploit the wrongly accused criminals in a failed legal system." He frowned.

"Well you sure don't mind making money off of your own sexual exploits." He spat. The icy standoff was amusing to say the least. Our conversations always made that turn.

"Oh my, struck a nerve?" I asked.

He put his hands in his pockets.

"Listen. I don't owe you any explanations, apologies or anything. I got my own life and problems to deal with. I'm being accused of murder; I don't have time or energy to waste on you. I have to start looking into getting a new home. Personally I'd set that place on fire. I hate that house."

"See dad, we still have something in common…as so do I." My left eye was still covered. That house was built for nothing but keeping lies. It was a pretty house, pretty family, picture perfect, when in reality it was never perfect. He snorted and turned on his heels.

"I love you daddy." I cooed. He continued to walk off.

"You only love yourself." He muttered, but only loud enough for me to hear.

"I learned it from the best!" I cheered. He turned half way to me and glared. He didn't say anything though and walked away. The afternoon breeze went through my hair. The mocking smile went away and was lonely again. I wanted to follow and pester him about mom because I knew he was lying but then again…I wasn't in the mood. I made a stop to a dime liquor store, got a bottle of Vodka and drove to the Hill. The place I was knew. The tree was rotting from age now, but still stood tall over the horizon of Maryland. Mold was on the roots I once sat, listening to Huey's rants and complaints. It was bare for this brisk season and its branches stirred in the wind. I sat there and began to drink. I was a nice girl. I could've been anything I put my mind to it. So why settle for this? Is it all worth it? Christ. There's no turning back now, I thought as I felt the burn of the Vodka burn my throat. I sat there and drank in silence. I still had scores to settle with Hiro, but I may lessen the traction on that…he does have a son now and all. That doesn't change the fact he owes me though. I lay back on the grass and I fell asleep.

...

Riley's POV

Ugh. Tonya's due one more month. I can't believe how fast time's been flying. Her kid would only be a month older than Akira. It's scary. We were at the dinner at granddad was telling me how weird Tom was acting when me and Huey were alone with him in the kitchen. Huey was inspecting his meal like granddad poisoned it or something; I don't know why he was so reluctant to take his food.

"Yeah, he was all calm sounding; I was like 'nigga there was blood all over your fucking house!'" Huey turned from the stove.

"That is the wrong reaction to have to something like that."

"Huey, why are you checking the food like that?" I asked. Granddad slowly turned his head to him.

"Oh, you didn't tell your brother how you were making fun of your poor ole granddad? Riley, he said I usually should be asleep at this time."

"…You mean you aren't?" He tossed a plastic spoon at me.

"I may be 89, but I still get the BITCHES." He huffed as we helped him in the kitchen. We could hear Akira making baby noises and the occasional laughter from the room. He was adorable. We're glad he didn't suffer any problems from Haruna's stress. Me and Huey were setting up the plates for everyone at the table. Huey placed Ming's plate down in front of her.

"Thank you!" she smiled.

"I heard the fakeness in that." He said.

"Huey, this is a joyous occasion. Pull some happiness out that afro of yours and smile." She laughed.

"How about you-" I pushed him in the kitchen before he could say something terrible. We began eating shortly after. Alice was talking about her time and school, and Sirayah mentioned advancing to teaching college students music like her mother once she and Huey were married. Cindy was on injury leave from work, so she'd be down here with us for a while, Caesa had a live performance to attend to in LA at the last minute, so he couldn't be there. We kept our discussions light hearted. We're together to celebrate the birth of Akira.

"Yo, so I've been thinking of starting a clothing line." I announced.

"That's cool dear, what would it be called?" Alice asked.

"It already exists, it's called Fubu. Riley you're old enough to claim what's rightfully yours." Huey interjected.

"That joke would have worked….in 1997, ass." I laughed. I turned to Alice.

"Anyway, I haven't figured that out yet. It would sorta be like Ed Hardy, but not all that flower shit. Okay, maybe not like Hardy, but the style is urban of course."

"Draw these bitches some roses on the t-shirts. Bitches love roses." Huey said. The table was rolling until Sirayah spoke.

"…Huey I like roses." Huey was quiet for a while before looking at her.

"Damn it girl, you ruined the joke." He said. Ming sucked her teeth.

"I know I love me some roses. They make me all feminine and crap."

"Why are you giving those flowers such a tough job?" Huey asked. Cindy, Haruna, and Alice were in tears by this point. Akira just looked at us and was grinning, but not knowing what the hell was going on. He just knew everyone was laughing.

"Heeeey, tune down the language." Haruna said after laughing. Ming was glaring at Huey. That nigga was on a roll with these checks. I guess he noticed he wasn't being an ass as of late and was making up for it. The dinner ended at 8:30 because granddad got sleepy. Me, Alice, Sirayah and Huey decided we'd sleep over. It was partially because we didn't feel like driving and he still had the rooms set up for us to sleep in. I was laying on Alice's lap as I drew invisible circles around her leg.

"Yo, I'm scared about the whole thing about Tonya." I admitted.

"Don't be. I'll be there beside you regardless." She pulled at my braids. "I'm glad you slowed your partying down." She said.

"Yah, but I'm still mad at you though. You and Cindy be lighting up without a nigga." I sighed. She just laughed.

"You don't have any bud, do you?" She shook her head.

"Nah, and I think I'll stop it soon anyway. I'm trying to be a nurse and…I have a career to think about. I love the Mary Jane, but something gotta give."

"Aw look at you being all grown and responsible." I grinned.

"Life will do that to ya." I began scrolling through my phone. I was looking through Twitter and I shot up off Alice's lap after a particular post was treading.

"OH SHIT! OH SHIT! OH SHIT!" I screamed and jumped out the room. I could hear Alice yell : 'what the hell?' I banged on the guest room door where Huey and Sirayah was at. Huey opened the door.

"What man, I was about to handle business." I heard Sirayah snort from the bed. He turned to her,

"Hey, you know you want the D, don't trip."

"Nigga EW! I don't want to hear that!" I shouted. I shoved my cell phone in his face as I lead him out the door of the room. He snatched my phone and frowned.

"Fuck Twatter, why you showing me this?" I closed the door behind him.

"Naw nigga LOOK!" I said. Huey was reading and his mouth dropped and he looked up at me.

"Oh shit." He whispered. He nodded towards the stairs.

"Let's go down in the kitchen." We scurried down the steps and walked into the dark kitchen. We sat down in at the table and talked in hushed whispers.

"Duey has AIDS?" Huey said. Duey apparently took to Twitter to admit not only was he infected, but to warn anyone that could've slept with Cairo or any members of Renegade to get checked.

"I can't believe it, he saying all this crazy gay shit." I scrolled as he was actively began posting again.

"Mmm. They got that SHIT." Huey improvised. I nodded.

"Hell yeah, I mean that's so…Ugh." I was reading when Huey hit my shoulder.

"Riley!" He hissed. He looked behind him and leaned into me, his shoulders slumped over as talked.

"…What about Nicole?" he whispered so low I almost didn't hear that.

My eyes widened. If she did catch it that is the swiftest kick in the ass I've ever witness Karma to do. Before I could answer, the lights were flipped on and both he and I jumped at the new found brightness. Alice and Sirayah looked at us like we were crazy and had their arms folded.

"What is this? A brother's club meeting? What are you two talking about? Why'd ya'll leave us upstairs and cold like that?" Alice whimpered.

"We found out that my album went Platinum in Canada." I actually wasn't lying, but that's besides the point. Alice arched an eyebrow.

"You reacted like that because…your album did well in Canada?"

"Well…I didn't know all them Canadians would appreciate a nigga and his craft." I said, making Huey roll his eyes. The girls looked skeptic but yawned.

"You two are so weird. But I'm tired." Sirayah yawned. They turned back and went upstairs.

"She's gonna find out eventually, I guess I'll tell her in the morning." Huey said. I was shaking my head. That is the most awful thing to wake up to.

...

Sirayah's POV

I woke up having to push Huey's arm from around my waist and he rolled over and continued to sleep. I was getting ready to go over my mom's house to get some sheet music that I had left over there. Huey was muttering to me in his sleep after I got done freshening up in the bathroom.

"Hey you…I need to talk to you about something." He said. I was in a rush.

"Sorry my favorite biscuit, but I got to get going."

"…Did you call me a biscuit?"

"Yes." I walked over to him and kissed his forehead. I left out the room before he could respond. I got in my car and started and put my cell phone in the cup holder. I was cruising, listening to the music when my phone rang. I was thinking it was Huey wanting to have the last say on my shenanigans when I answered.

"Hello." I asked cheery. I was met with Nicole wailing into the phone.

"Ohhhhhh Sirayah!" she cried. I frowned.

"Nicole? What's wrong?" I asked frantically.

Everything seemed muted when she told me what was wrong with her…

Yikes! Well...R&R LOL Jazmine falling asleep outside, bitch you cray. Hope ya'll liked lol