Sorry that it took me awhile to update this, but here's the next chapter!
"I need gas in my car! We need to go!" Jazmine yelled. Cindy gave her an annoyed look. "We can just ride in Huey's car Jaz, damn" she said. Jazmine considered this. "Yeah, I guess we can. Call him."
Cindy took out her phone and called Huey for the second time that day.
"What?"
"We gotta ride with chu since Jazmine's car outta gas. So come get us."
Cindy heard Huey sigh as she hung up the phone and grabbed her suitcase.
"Aight let's go wait fo' them outside."
Huey and Riley ran into their apartment.
Riley stopped when he passed the refrigerator. He gave it a questioning look. "Aye Huey! We gon' be taking snacks on the plane? Niggas be getting hungry man!" Riley had to yell, since Huey was already in his room. "At the moment..that's not important! Go pack Riley!" Huey yelled back. Riley sucked his teeth before running to his own room.
Huey scrambled around his room; searching for things he might need. His eyes landed on a gun. The same gun Granddad gave him for his eighteenth birthday. Little did Granddad know that he had made a mistake giving that to him. A careless mistake. Huey hesitated before picking it up. He examined the gun. It was heavy and loaded. He sighed before taking the bullets out and placing it in his suitcase. Another careless mistake. He then put the bullets in his pocket.
Huey looked around the room one more time. His bookshelf caught his attention. Should I? No, I don't need any books. You don't have time to read-
"Nigga, hurry the fuck up!" Huey heard Riley yell from the living room. Huey picked up his suitcase, grabbed a random book, and jogged out of his room. Riley stood by the front door, munching on Skittles. I'm not gonna even question where he got that from. Huey pushed pass Riley and opened the door. "Took you long enough nigga. You should've gave me your keys if I knew you was gon' take dat long" Riley said. Huey shook his head. "You and I both know I would never trust you with my keys" Huey said before walking out the door towards his car, Riley following.
"Nigga, that's why karma doesn't like yo' ass" Riley grumbled. Huey thought about this. "What's that supposed to mean?" he said as he started the car. "You gon' get fired from your job..that was a mighty long break you took today" Riley said with a mocking tone, shrugging his shoulders. Huey snorted as he put on his seatbelt and pulled the car out of the driveway. "Riley, it's not like I needed that job. I have more than enough money than the average teenager."
"I'm still wondering why yo' ass involved with gangs anyway. Then you ain't even told me about it. Thuggin' out on niggas like that.." Riley huffed, crossing his arms. "I thought the reason was obvious. Obviously I didn't want to put my hard-headed brother in danger" Huey said as the car sped down the road. "Danger? Nigga, me, you, and Granddad were always in dangerous situations!" Riley yelled.
"Yeah, but it was never our fault. If you would've gotten hurt because of me, I would never forgive myself" Huey said as the car rounded a corner. "That's why you gay" Riley mumbled. Huey shook his head and looked out the window. His attempts to actually be caring to Riley usually always failed. Why bother?
Huey sighed in relief once Jazmine and Cindy came into view in front of their apartment. Jazmine was sitting on her pink suitcase; her face sad and miserable. Cindy stood next to her; a lit cigarette between her lips. They both looked up when they saw the car nearing them. Jazmine jumped up quickly and grabbed her suitcase. Cindy threw her cigarette to the ground and smothered it with her shoe before grabbing her suitcase. Huey got out and unlocked the car trunk.
He grabbed both of their suitcases without a word and stuffed them in the trunk. Riley sat quietly inside the car, clearly dazed and overwhelmed. "I can't believe we're actually about to do this" Jazmine said as she got in the backseat; Cindy sat next to her. "Why you gettin' worried now? Yo' ass already in a gang, so going to-"
"I told you I've never been on a plane before Cindy!"
"Aight, dang."
Huey snorted from the driver's seat. "I didn't know you were scared of planes" he said, a hint of mockery in his voice. Riley and Cindy snickered. Jazmine rolled her eyes; she felt her ears get hot. "I don't find it all that funny" she grumbled as she looked out the window. "Aw, don't be that way Jazzy. You know we go yo' back" Cindy said reassuringly, despite her continuous laughter. "Yeah, just don't do nothin' crazy on the plane though" Riley said through his laughter.
"Suicidal…" Cindy singed, causing Riley to laugh harder. Jazmine elbowed her in the side angrily. "Cut it out you two" Huey said as the car came to a stop at a red light. Riley and Cindy sucked their teeth. "Well this ride just got boring" Cindy mumbled as she slouched into her seat. "Yeah, we need some jams.." Riley said as he extended a hand out for the radio. "If you touch my radio.." Huey warned. Riley drew his arm back in frustration. "Man, see this is why I can't go nowhere with chu!" Riley complained as he looked out the window.
"Well you were more than welcome to ride with Jazmine and Cindy..her pink mustang is so your style" Huey said sarcastically, cleverly mocking Riley. "Well maybe if someone didn't leave it running!" Jazmine shouted from the backseat. "Hey, you told me to start it..so it's your fault. Get over it" Huey shouted back.
"Aye, ya'll need to cut that yelling shit out..giving me a goddamn headache" Cindy complained as she rubbed her temples. "Sorry" Huey and Jazmine said apologetically. The car grew quiet again. "Alright, so what's the plan?" Cindy asked after a while.
"What plan?" Jazmine questioned. "Well, if we're going to China and Chicago..we should have a hell of a plan!" Cindy shouted in frustration. Huey facepalmed himself. How could he let himself get sidetracked with all this? They needed a plan! How were they going to get anything done if-
"Huey? Do you have anything in mind?" Jazmine asked nervously. Huey opened his mouth to say something before Riley beat him to it. "The fuck we need a plan for? We just fly to Chicago..get Cairo's dumbass outta jail, fly to China..get Ming's 'Huey Freeman loving ass' away from her bustin' ass Granddad and leave! Why is that so hard to comprehend?"
Huey, Cindy, and Jazmine blinked at Riley's outburst. "Well duh Reezy. But think about what we're going to need in the process..guns..ammo..a getaway car" Cindy said. Huey and Jazmine nodded their heads in agreement. "Then we get what we need" Riley said, as if he was the head nigga in charge. The car pulled up to the airport just as Huey's blue tooth chimed in his ear. He pressed the answer button with one swift movement. "What is it?"
"Boy, that ain't no way to talk to your Granddad." Oh crap, Huey thought. He completely forgot about Granddad. He didn't even know that Huey was in a gang..let alone that Jazmine came back. "Sorry Granddad. Is there anything you need-"
"Hell yeah there's something I need. I thought I told yo' ass three hours ago to bring-"
"..Groceries..right" Huey finished awkwardly. "Sorry, I'm a little off schedule today." Huey heard Granddad grunt in the phone. "Since when are you off schedule boy? Where are you anyway-" Granddad started to say before Huey hung up on him nervously. It wasn't intentional rudeness, but right now, he didn't need Granddad's nagging. He had enough on his hands already.
"What Granddad want?" Riley asked as Huey parked the car. "He was just checking on us" Huey lied. Oh the lies.