The Owner of My Soul Vol 1: Chapter 2 and Chapter 3
CHAPTER 2
I woke up the next morning to the phone around 0625.
“What it is?” I answered.
“Hey baby. I didn’t wake you did I?” It was Rhonda. She was my former freak for a long time.
“Actually you did. What’s on yo mind?”
“Well, I was wonderin if you needed your hair braided.”
“Not really, but if you’re goin to take em out, wash my hair and all dat good stuff, den by all means.”
“Iight, I get off at 11, so you want me to come through?”
“Fa shizzle.” I told her.
“Ok, see you soon.”
“It’s on.” I hung up wit her and went into the bathroom.
After my shower, I began looking for something to wear. I decided to get away from white for today and wear my favorite combination. A red South Pole shirt, blue South Pole shorts, and some black shoes that of our own brand, still straight looking a million bucks. I had on my usual jewelry and smellin fresh and exotic.
When I got downstairs, breakfast was on the table, but the parents were all at work. Will came in seconds lata.
“What it is, pimpin?” He said to me.
“Ain’t nuttin but butta.” I replied. “Sleep good?”
“Like a baby.” We sat down and ate. “Aye, K, C and D hittin up Da Spot lata on tonight, you rollin?”
“Rhonda wants to braid my hair tonight.”
“I see, so basically she bob dobbin.”
“Basically.” I looked at my phone and noticed some of my missed calls. “Jasmine, Tonya, Tanisha, Rachelle, and Brandy called me last night.”
“Really? Damn, yo list depletin.” He said. “Heather, Lust, Derinda, Wynetta, Olivia, Patreace, Sasha, Lavita, Danita, and Fontoya hit me up last night.”
“Iight, you got me.” We finished eating and put our plates in the sink. We left the house and got into our separate cars and headed towards school. When we got there, our click was in da usual spot, reenacting the club scene. We pulled up and gave er’body dap. “What it is, my niggaz?” I asked em.
“What it is, K?” C-Lo said to me. “Looka hea, word has it dat Top Dawg is lookin fo us at Da Spot tonight.”
“Fa sho, so we don’t wanna disappoint em.” DT added. “Besides, you’ve been wantin to get back at da leader fa harassin yo sista.”
“Thanks fo remindin me.” Will said. He looked at me.
“I know, I know. What’s anotha victim?” I told him. “This time, we aint getting belly flopped.”
Top Dawg’s leada used to like both our sistas, Brittney and Lisa. One day they came home and said that they were almost raped by him and his brotha. To make a short story long, let’s go back, shall we:
Will and I were on the porch smoking some of dat “good god” when Lisa and Brittney ran into the house, crying. We looked at each otha.
“You hear dat?” I asked him.
“Hear it? You can hear it all you want, you just don’t want to smell it.” He replied, fanning. He started dying laughing.
“Nah, nigga, not dat. I gotta admit doh, dat shit stank like oh my. I’m talking bout Lisa and Brit.”
“Yea, day were crying. Day always cry when day find out da man day wit only wants some action. I always tell her, “damn, I’m sorry Ms. Jackson.” Ya dig?” We thought about what he said and started laughin.
“I see what you sayin, but I’on think it’s that dis time around. Come on.” I hit it one mo time and got up. Will slowly followed me.
“Aye, K, I’m geeked as fuck. I shouldn’t had downed dat Incredible Hulk.” He said.
“You’re right. You aint even save any fo me.” We approached the girls’ room. We could hear them crying like whoa. Will finally got serious and opened the door.
“Why the tears?” He asked politely as can be. Brittney looked up at him and then continued crying. “Umm, K, correct me if I’m wrong, but didn’t I ask a question?” He whispered to me.
“Yes, sir, I believed you asked her a question.” I said like a lil lackey. We then looked at each otha and nodded. I sat next to Lisa and he sat next to Brittney. “Lisa.” I said, softly and calmly. “What’s wrong, baby girl?” She turned over and looked at me. She looked so nervous, embarrassed and ashamed, all at the same time. “Come on now, you know you can tell me anything.”
“If I tell you, promise you won’t tell Daddy.” She requested. Dat can only mean one thang. She broke the law.
“I promise.”
“You know that party Daddy said I couldn’t go to?”
“Yeah, da one on St. Clair.”
“Yea, well, we went anyway.”
“I figured that much. Whose party is it, anyway?”
“Rocky’s. You know, da leader of that Top Dawg gang.”
“Ah. Please, proceed.”
“Well, we started dancing or whatever and he approached me. I started dancing wit him, and throughout the entire time, he kept raising my skirt and tryin to touch me. Now I thought he was just getting too carried away, but I thought wrong. Afterwards, the drinks were really getting to me, and we ended up goin to his room. I started giving him a lap dance, but I made sure that he didn’t touch me.” I started wiping my face with my hands and messing wit my goatee. “Then outta nowhere, he kisses me. I didn’t fight it or anything, just kissed him back.” Tears started to fall again. “That’s when he tried moving my panties to the side and tried to enter me. I didn’t realize it until he touched me with it. I immediately got up and told him it wasn’t goin to happen. That’s when he grabbed me and pinned me to the bed. I screamed as loud as I could, but no one could hear me with the music as loud as it was. He tried again, this time entering me half way before I bit his arm. He slapped me across the cheek.” When she said that, I noticed the big ass welt she had. My mouth dropped. “He held me by the throat and completely entered me. I was trying to get away, and finally managed to get my right arm free. I hit him as hard as I could in the jaw. He fell backwards and I ran out the room as quickly as possible. I looked for Brittney, but couldn’t find her. I asked around and each person I asked told me she was wit Ricky, Rocky’s brother. I ran up to his room and saw him strangling Brittney and trying to get inside her. I picked up a book and smacked him in da back of the head. I took Brittney’s hand and we ran out the house. We took the bus all the way here.” She started crying again. “I’m so sorry, Kenny.” I hugged her and listened to her cry. “I know you told me how to avoid getting raped. I’m so sorry I didn’t listen.”
“Shhh, its ok, Lisa. Everything is goin to be ok.” I assured her.
“It’s all my fault. I swore up and down it wouldn’t happen to me.” She cried.
“I swore up and down I wouldn’t let it happen to you.” I told her. My high was definitely gone, I can tell you that now.
“Please don’t tell Daddy. He would kill me if he found out.”
“Don’t worry, baby girl, I wont. We’ll go to the hospital in the morning to make sure he aint gave you nuttin.”
“I can’t get checked by Mommy. She’ll tell Daddy.”
“You’ll be checked by someone else besides Ma. Don’t worry bout Rocky. I’ll get him for you. Mark my words.”
Mark my words… Those words rang in my head like it was being whispered in my ear right this second. Luckily Lisa and Brittney checked clean and weren’t seriously injured. Since then, Will and I always knew where they were at, who they were wit, and met every single boyfriend they had. Shortly afta the situation occurred, Rocky and Ricky skipped town. Now that they’ve returned, payback is a bitch. Trust da fact day was bout to catch one.
“KENNY!!!!” Will yelled. I jumped and looked at him. I was definitely in da zone, reminiscin ri dare.
“We gotta get ta class.” He told me.
“Yea.” I agreed.
We gave da rest of da click dap and walked to class wit C-Lo and DT. When we got there, we all sat in da same spots as yesterday. I then saw Monique who had on a black skirt and white halter-top. Damn she sexy. I then remembered I was supposed to meet her in front of da school. I cussed myself out in my mind. She looked at me and had a note in her hand. I stood up and walked up to her.
“Sorry I didn’t meet you in front of the school.”
“It’s straight. Read this and let me know what ya think afta class.” She told me. She sent me a note to my palm pilot and sat down. I turned around and went back to my seat. They looked at me. “Somethin on my face?” I asked em.
“Yea, red.” DT said. “You blushin like a nerd that just got kissed by Will.”
“That was one time.” Will replied. We laughed. The bell finally rang. Ms. Tickle came in the room and closed the door.
“Ok, class, take out your homework and pass it to the front of the class.” She said.
“Ms. Tickle?” I called, raising my hand.
“Yes, Mr. Johnson.”
“I skeeted on my homework last night.” The entire class laughed.
“Oh really? I’m not accepting your homework if that’s a true story.”
“Unfortunately it is. I had a lady help me on a few questions and she decided to help me in other ways.
“Thank you for that wonderful story, Mr. Johnson, but you know the penalty for no homework.”
“I think a good spanking is in order.”
“I beg your pardon.” She said.
“Please, don’t beg.” I smiled at her. She wanted to laugh so bad. She just shook her head.
“You is a crazy ass nigga, ya know.” Will tried to whisper. Key word being tried.
“Mr. Smith, did I hear the “a” and “n” word come out your mouth?” She asked.
“No ma’am. The only “a” word that came out my mouth was awesome and the only “n” word that came out my mouth was narly. As in dude, that wave was so awesome and the way you rode it was narly.” He then gave her a big innocent smile.
“Now whose da crazy ass nigga now.” I tried whispering to him. Again, the key word is tried.
“Mr. Johnson.”
“Man, I aint said shit… Damn…. Shit…. Fuck…. Damn it. Ahh, I’m shuttin up now.” The whole class was laughin. She was staring directly at me. “Please, allow me.” I stood up and headed out the door.
“I’ll be out there soon.” Will said to me, knowing he was goin to slip up soon.
“Ms. Tickle, I just want you to know I got so embarrassed there that I accidentally farted.” I started fanning. “Smells like a burrito. Wanna whiff?” I asked her.
“Mr. Johnson.” She yelled, half laughing.
“I’m goin. Don’t get your banties in a punch. I mean panties in a bunch.” I started laughin all the way outside. I sat down and started reading the note Monique sent me.
Kenny,
What’s poppin boo? Nuttin goin my way. I just wanted to hit you up and let you know I’m thinking bout you. I hear a lot of things about you every day and I wanna know what’s true or not. Besides that, I want to know the real you, ya feel me? As you prolly know, and I’ve told you, I’m a relationship type of person. I may be only 17, but I’m not tryin to be dating for my whole life. I want to find the one I’m lookin for now so I can have the rest of my life to focus on my career. The reason I’m telling you this is because maybe you’re interested in me in that way. What way I’m talking bout you ask? Simple, I need someone that wants my mind as much as he wants my body. Every guy I meet wants my body, but I rarely meet someone that wants to know me for me. I’m hoping you’re different. I can already tell you don’t let the fame get to your head and that’s what I like about you. I’mma let you know ri now, I don’t want you for your money. I want to know you for you. Maybe I want your body too. If you want, tomorrow afta school, give me a ride home. I want to show you some thangs that you may want to see. I don’t want to take too much of your time, cuz you’re reading this in class. Then again, you may be in the hallway, so it really doesn’t matta how much time I take up. Anyway, holla at me and let me know what you think. One Luv.
Holla at yo gurl,
Mo
Don’t really know what to say. I guess I could see where this leads. Doesn’t hurt to try. At least it doesn’t hurt me. I then heard the door open and out came Will and C-Lo.
“What took y’all so long?” I asked em.
“She didn’t want to throw us out.” Will replied.
“What y’all do?”
“We were reminiscin and ended up laughing out loud and she thought we were laughin at da crack head in the front row. So she threw us out.” C-Lo told me. I started smiling.
“So what did ol’gurl say in dat note?” Will asked.
“Somethin bout hot wings.” I said as I put my palm pilot back in my pocket. “You know, I think Dre is slippin. He aint even out hea yet.” I stated, immediately shifting their focus off of Monique’s message.
“Don’t worry. He did this last year. He wasn’t thrown out until afta the first week of school.” C-Lo reminded me. “Aye, yo, let’s go to da library.”
“Why? You can’t even read.” Will said.
“Oh yea, Ms. Roper’s class is in dare.” I informed them.
“Fa shizzle. We all know what she teaches.” Will agreed.
“Sex ed.” We said at the same time.
“What we standin round hea fo? L’eggo.” I suggested. We all walked to the library and peeked through the window. “Ya know, we’re doin dis like we aint neva had sex befo.”
“This is true.” Will agreed.
“It’s still fun.” C-Lo proclaimed. We nodded in agreement.
We opened the door and went inside. We snuck our way as close as possible and listened to what they were talking about.
“Alright, class,” Ms. Roper began, “can someone tell me what are the advantages and disadvantages condoms have?” She then looked around. C-Lo and Will were doing something, but they bumped into me and Ms. Roper noticed me. “Ah, young man in the back. Since you want to be apart of my class, how bout you answer the question?”
“Son of a bitch.” I whispered to myself. “Iight, I guess it wouldn’t hurt.”
“Please come forward.” She said to me. C-Lo and Will was laughin they ass off. I walked up to the front of the class. About 25-35 virgins were in here. All freshmen—or freshwomen for you sexist individuals—and all fine. “Now, Mr. Johnson, we all know you’re a world class athlete and all of that good stuff. Tell me, how active are you?”
“I’on think you want to know that.” I replied.
“Actually I do.” She gave me a weird look as she said that. I admit, da woman was fine, but I try not to go ova 27.
“Well, I’mma be real wit ya, I at least get a lil bit of action er’day.” I told her.
“Everyday. Since what age?”
“Bout 10.”
“See, class, males are WAY more active than women. Mainly because we care more about our bodies and we’re not subject to have just anyone enter us.” She told her class. To be honest, I’m startin to like it.
“May I interject?” I asked. I could here Will and C-Lo in the back.
“He said interject.” Will joked quietly. They were enjoying this.
“Go ahead, Mr. Johnson, speak your mind.”
“I admit, men are more active, but the only reason that is true is because most women are very self-conscious about themselves. If the right man came along, then they would have no problem givin it up. I know this from personal experience. I don’t have sex with freaks, I turn em into freaks. I’m the one that causes it all. Most women I’m wit are virgins just like y’all.” I then walked slowly to the nearest sexy girl. I started speaking softly and sexy. “But you see, touch the right spots,” I touched her cheek and across the lips, “say the right things, give the right signals,” I started lickin my lips, givin her the sexy look, “and next thing you know, you’re doin the hibbity dibbity wit a complete stranger.” I can smell the wetness comin from her. I smiled and looked back at the teacher. “To answer your question about condoms. The advantages are STD prevention, birth control and slow downs fa da premies. The disadvantages are less feeling and tightness.” I pulled out a condom. “Ya know, if I was alive 100 years ago, a condom this big wouldn’t even been thought of. The largest in that time, I think, was a magnum XL or some crap like that.”
“That I believe is true, Mr. Johnson.” She looked towards the class, “does anyone here know how to put on a condom.” Everyone raised her hands. She then looked at me and smiled. “Would you like to be our demonstration?”
“For what?” I asked.
“For putting on a condom.”
“Depends, are you using the real thing or something else?”
“The real thing.” I smiled. C-Lo and Will were jaw dropped. Jealousy is such an ugly thing.
“Fa sho. Who’s goin to get it hard?” I asked.
“Lets find out.” She looked back towards the class, “do I have a volunteer to get this young man an erection?” For all of them to be virgins, they sho had day hand raised pretty quick. Man, I love this school. “Mr. Johnson, would you like to select a girl?”
“Sure, why not.” I looked around. This was a hard decision. I decided to choose someone in the middle. “I’ll have Sierra for 100 please.” Sierra tried to hold her excitement as she stood up and damn near ran to me.
“Ok, we don’t want to see the tactics you use to get him an erection, but don’t come back til he has one.” Ms. Roper said. We walked to a very secluded area. We returned 2 mins lata. “Well, Mr. Johnson, you sure take longer than most men to get an erection.”
“Sorry, sometimes it takes a lil mo den usual to get a full erection.” I told her. In actuality, I was enjoying it a lil more than expected. She gives pretty good head for a virgin. Prolly wasn’t a virgin there.
“Now, Sierra, you may take your seat.” She then looked around the class. “Jasmine, come forward and put this condom on our demonstrator before he loses what is such a beautiful erection.” Ms. Roper is a freak. I watched Jasmine as she came up and put the condom on me. When it was over and done wit, everyone gave her a hand. Well, eitha her or me…. I’m not really sure about that one.
“Ms. Roper,” I began, “what do you suggest I do with this? It’ll be such a waste of a condom if I don’t give at least one of these girls extra credit.”
“Good idea, Mr. Johnson.” She said. She then turned to the class, “I will give extra credit to anyone who would like to pleasure our demonstrator.” Not that many raised her hands, but a lot did. Keep in mind they are all virgins. “Mr. Johnson, you may select your victim.”
“Well, since Miss Jasmine assisted with the condom, I don’t see why not her.” I suggested.
“Alright, Miss Jasmine, do you agree?” Ms. Roper asked her.
“It’ll be my pleasure.” She said with a sexy smile and look.
I escorted her to the Exotic Room which is, believe it or not, in the library. I’m sure at this moment you’re thinking what type of school is this. Let me tell ya, Dad owns the school. We have no rules except the main ones: no weapons, violence, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. But sex is one thing that is allowed as long as it’s not during class. Since this is a sex ed class, you can do whateva. That’s if you don’t mind yo business out in da street. You best believe we in rumor city.
Anyway, about 10 mins befo da bell will ring I came out da room. I looked at Ms. Roper.
“It’s been fun, Ms. Roper, but we have to get to class.” I told her.
“Thank you for being such a good sport. Next time you get kicked out of class, don’t hesitate to come.” She said.
“I won’t. In fact, I’mma look forward to coming every time.” I said in a very sexual meaning. The class gave me a hand as I walked to the back of the room. “Cha’mon fellas, we gots ta get ta class.” They looked at me like I was crazy. “What?”
“I hate you Kenny.” C-Lo said in an Eric Cartman voice.
“I’m wit him.” Will agreed.
“Look, don’t be mad at me cuz Ms. Roper selected me. It’s not my fault I was in plain site and y’all weren’t.” I told them.
“Hell nah, you set dat up.” C-Lo assumed. “You made yoself visible so she can call you up.”
“Maybe.” I started laughing. “Then agan, y’all bumped me kinda hard.”
“Ya know, I can’t say nuttin.” Will said. “You get yo stills on that one.” We continued walking to our class, arriving just as Ms. Tickle came out.
“Ok, gentlemen, you may enter.” She said to us. Will and C-Lo walked in, but she pulled me to the side. “Mr. Johnson, you’re the smartest man I know, but why do you insist on holding this class clown persona?”
“You know, Ms. Tickle, I ask myself that all the time. Yet I still don’t know. But I promise when I find out, you’ll be the first to know.” I smiled. She couldn’t help but smile back.
“Well, I promise if I find out, you’ll be the first to know. Make sure you get the work from one of your classmates.”
“Yes, ma’am.” I walked in the class. Monique locked eyes wit me. I sat in the back next to da rest of my group. “So where were you dip shit.” I said to DT.
“Sorry, fell asleep. I’ll get in trouble tomorrow.” He replied.
“Oh yea, Kenny,” C-Lo began. “I forgot to tell you. I heard from Janine last night.” I turned around. “She said she’s goin to come to our Halloween Jump Off.”
“What about Candace?” Will asked.
“Or Sydney
“She said that Candace and Sydney must of moved again cuz she hasn’t been able to get in contact with eitha one of them.” He replied.
“I’ll email her afta school then.” I said.
“Or next period.” Will added.
“Basically, wheneva I get a chance.” I looked at Monique and then started thinking bout Sydney
When the bell rang, Monique met me outside the classroom.
“So what are your thoughts?” She asked me.
“I feel ya, baby girl, and I just want to set it straight. I’ll make da change for ya.” I replied, unfortunately saying the same line I feed every committed girl.
“How do I know you’re fo real?” She asked.
“That’s the risk. Ya don’t.” I left her with a smile and started goin towards class.
“So you goin to leave me wit dat?” She started comin up behind me. I continued to smile, and then thought of something. “Kenny, you really bout to leave me wit that?”
“Nah, I’ll leave you with this.”
Feeling how close she was behind me, I immediately turned around and caught her by surprise with a kiss. She was so off guard, she didn’t know whether to go with it or push me back. I then pulled back befo she had a chance to respond. I winked and smiled as I turned around and went into class. She was straight up stunned. When I saw Will and C-Lo looking at me, I can tell they saw.
“What the hell was that all about?” C-Lo asked.
“I’on know, I panicked.” I replied, not telling em anything real. Unfortunately, I didn’t even know the real reason. It just felt like the best thing to do.
“Awww, Kenny and Monique standin in da hall. K-I-S-S-I-N-G. First comes love, then comes marriage.” Will sang.
“Then comes da ugliest baby I’ve eva seen in my life.” C-Lo said as plain as possible.
“A baby rat.” DT added.
“What I tell you bout talking bout yo kids?” I said to DT.
“Bitch please.” DT replied.
“Andre Thompson?” Mrs. Gregory called.
“Ma’am?” He replied. We started giggling.
“Maybe you and your dirty mouth would like to give your oral presentation about what an A-bomb consists of.”
“We had an oral presentation due today?”
“Yep. It was assigned just 10 seconds ago. Now if you want to do this right, I suggest you watch your mouth and pay attention.” We started laughing.
“Yes ma’am.” He replied. “See y’all got me in trouble.” He said to us, supposedly a whisper, but da whole class heard.
“Aye, you said bitch, not us.” C-Lo replied.
“Chris Lopez?” Ms. Gregory called. Will and I continued laughing as quietly as possible.
“Don’t know how to whisper, nigga?” Will tried to whisper to him.
“William Smith?” She called to him.
“Damn, got both of y’all.” I tried to whisper to them, but laughing at the same time is what got me caught.
“Kenneth Johnson?” She called me. All four of us were laughing. “Maybe the four of y’all would like to take a trip to the principal’s office.”
“Nah, we straight Mrs. Gregory. We’ll be good.” C-Lo said. We tried keeping our laughter to a minimum. “Aye, is it me or does Ms. Gregory have a phat ass.” C-Lo said, noticeably loud.
“Chris, outside.” She told him.
“Awww, come on,” he pleaded, “a phat ass is a compliment.” Everyone was laughing, especially us.
“That is true, a phat ass is a compliment.” I said, trying to help.
“Kenny, you may join him.” She said to me.
“Dammit.” I said out loud, accidentally. She really looked at me then. “I’m goin.”
On my way out, Monique started shaking her head. C-Lo and I stood outside the classroom and waited on Will and DT. Well, that’s even if DT decided to come out. Luckily, we didn’t have to wait long. Will and DT came out laughing.
“What y’all do?” C-Lo asked.
“DT farted and I said really loud dat shit stank.” Will said, still laughing.
“I think it followed you out, D, dat shit is straight tart.” I started fanning and holding my breath.
“I had a big breakfast.” He said, laughing.
“It’s just now makin it through yo system?” C-Lo asked.
“I guess so,” he replied.
“Iight, where to?” Will asked.
“KJ told me that this is his and Terrell’s gym class. I say we go put on a show.” I suggested.
“Works fa me.” Will replied. “What y’all goin to do?”
“Work out. What else?” DT responded.
“It’s on.” I said. We started goin towards the gym. When we walked into it, the place was packed wit people comin to see the freshmen. It was like watching us in a 3rd person view.
“Aww hell naw, we gots ta get in dis.” Will stated. We started changing our clothes. When people noticed us in ballin attire, they started cheering. When Terrell and KJ noticed, they started smiling. It was their chance to show the school just how good they are.
“Aye yo, let us get in on dis.” I requested.
“Choose yo squad.” KJ told us.
“Will, pick up three.” I told him. He picked up da best three I could find since we were goin against the starting line up of the JV basketball team. Even though the three he chose were second squad, they were part of our team.
“JV vs. Varsity,” I said, “game to 16. Y’all rock.”
With that said and done, the game began. By the time KJ had the ball, mo people piled in. Someone has been spreading the word. Teachers and administrators piled into the gym.
“Iight, youngsta, now it’s yo time to shine.” I said to KJ as I played defense on him.
“I shall shine.” He said. Outta nowhere, he spotted up fo a jumper, hitting nuttin but net. I was definitely surprised.
“You gon let him shoot it in yo face like dat, playa?” Will said to me as he passed the ball.
“Not without a response.” I replied. I brought the ball down the court and faked a drive and spotted up fa a shot, hitting nuttin but net. “Yet, I’m warm-up-less grasshopper.” I said to KJ. He did nuttin but smile.
I could say this went on back and forth, but it didn’t. A lot of passing, dunking, stealing, blocking, and trash talk went around.
When it was all said and done, my squad was victorious, winning 16-15. Becoming the closest game Will and I have eva been in. We had a crowd bout the size of a regular season basketball game. It shocked the hell outta me. The period was bout to end, so the coach came up to us.
“Fellas, it’s nice to know you both are still in good shape. I’m sure you both know the Cavaliers have the two top draft picks. Afta losing the last 3 playoff series, we need to have a turn around year. Scouts are goin to be at y’all first game, and I need y’all in top condition.” Coach Connelly said to us.
“Why does it matta if we impress the scouts? We’re already guaranteed top picks.” I said.
“What you know is the Cavs are ready to pay top dollar for y’all. What y’all don’t know is they have doubts that y’all can turn around their season within the first two years because of lack in experience. Meaning, if a team wants to draft y’all, they will hand ova their best players to Cleveland Cleveland
“We’ll be 100%, Coach.” Will assured him.
“I’m positive y’all will be. Just do what you can to stay in shape til basketball season.”
“Won’t be too hard.” I told him. “We do have PE and earlshang.”
“Good. I’m countin on you, gentlemen.” He smiled and walked away. We decided to shoot around even though the bell was bout to ring. C-Lo and DT came into the gym still in workout clothes.
“Y’all goin back to class?” DT asked.
“What fo?” I asked him.
“I feel ya.” C-Lo added. “We bout to go back in da gym. Coach just told us scouts is goin to be at our first game on Friday. Lookin forward to it.”
“Who gon be dare?” I asked him.
“Well, not er’body is popular like y’all.” DT said. “Football players aren’t really that coherent like basketball players. Meaning, we have to work harder to get recognition.”
“But word has it that the Browns, Cowboys, Ravens, Rams, Raiders, Dolphins, Bengals, Niners, Seahawks, Texans, Titans, Steelers, and Packers are sending scouts. Possibly more. Browns have the top two draft picks though.” C-Lo informed us.
“Ironic isn’t it?” I asked.
“What?” Will said.
“Well, the Cavs have the top two NBA picks and the Browns have the top two NFL picks. You think maybe they planned fo this day?”
“Most likely. Hometown teams have the inside scoop on hometown talent.” Will replied. The bell then rang letting out 2nd period. We were already in the gym, so we didn’t have to move. Most of the people in the stands stayed. I then noticed Latoya outta nowhere.
“Aye, y’all, roll wit me.” We walked ova to Latoya to see what she wanted.
“Kenny.” She said as happy as possible.
“Wassup, sis?” I asked her.
“Yea, what brings you here?” Will asked. Before she answered, she hugged and kissed C-Lo.
“Listen, just thought I’d give y’all a heads up. Afta school, a few guys is goin to be in da parking lot. They may be heated, but chances are they won’t.” She told us.
“How many you talking?” DT asked.
“At least 8.” She replied. “I suggest you get out there as quickly as possible and leave.”
“Now how we look runnin from a fight?” I said.
“I’m not sayin y’all can’t take them. I just don’t want them damaging ya whips.” She commented. She does have a point though. “Besides, you don’t want to start a fight on school grounds.” She’s right again. “No telling how badly that’ll affect your basketball and football careers.” 3-0 so far. “There will be anotha chance to take em out. They’ll most likely go to the mall.” Damn my sis is on a roll.
“Iight, baby, you made your point.” C-Lo responded. “We won’t fight em on campus. We’ll utilize our senior privileges and leave 10mins early.”
“Thank you.” She kissed C-Lo and gave the rest of us a hug. “I’ll see y’all at the mall.” She turned around and walked out the gym. We looked at each otha and shrugged our shoulders.
During lunch, we all sat together and discussed how we were goin to handle our new found friends. When I say all, I mean the entire click. We found the best way was fa one person to lead em to anotha area. That was the plan at first. Then something hit me.
“Ya know what? I just thought of something.” I stood up and looked at my troops. “Fa years, the four of us carried this click.” I was pointing at C-Lo, DT, Will, and yours truly. “Actually, we carried us so much that I’m not even sure we’re even all that strong if we weren’t around.”
“What are you sayin, Kenny?” Will asked.
“Well, I think they should handle it while we sit back, relax, and enjoy life.” I looked at them. “Do y’all accept?” They all nodded with a smile. I pulled out a record sheet that I always keep on me. “It’s on then. Oak, G, Blaze, Troy
“Make us proud fellas.” Will said.
10 mins befo the bell rang, we left our 4th period class and was heading out. By my car, Monique was waiting for me.
“So, you actually were leaving 10 mins early.” She said to me.
“How’d you know?” I asked her.
“Word gets around.” She smiled and swung her long hair behind her ear. “Any chance you can give me a ride home?”
“Pretty good chance.” I replied. I opened the door for her and closed it afta she was in. I went on my side and got in. “Where you stay at again?”
“You heard of Rosewood?” She asked me.
“No doubt.”
“I stay out dare.”
“Bet.” When we got on the road, I decided to turn my music down and talk. “So how you like it here so far?”
“Definitely wasn’t what I thought.”
“What were you expectin?”
“Completely opposite of what I wasn’t expectin.”
“What wasn’t you expectin?”
“Completely opposite of what I was expectin.”
“Oh I see, you wanna play wit me.” She started laughing. I smiled. “When was your last relationship?”
“A lil ova 6 months ago.”
“Were you in love with him?”
“Yes, I was.”
“Did he return the love?”
“No. He didn’t.” She stopped smiling.
“I’m sorry, did I bring up a bad memory?”
“It’s ok. I mean he was just like the rest of em. Half the time I believe I’m cursed with a gorgeous body to a point where I can’t land a decent guy.”
“Don’t say that, baby girl; I’m sure the right guy is out dare. Maybe even closer then you think.”
“Maybe.” She started smiling again and looked at me. I could see her in the corner of my eye. “What about you big pimpin? When was your last relationship?”
“The day before neva had one.”
“You have neva been in a relationship?”
“Not one. Of course any girl I’m wit gets the idea that we’re in a relationship. No tellin where she be getting that crazy idea from, but I’ve been relationship free all my life.”
“So you have no idea how love feels?”
“If it is different from the way I love my mother, then no I don’t.”
“Well, it’s way different from that. It’s even better when it’s returned.”
“I take it you know how that feels too.”
“Yeah, you can say that.”
“Look, baby girl, I’m not really focused on commitment like that.”
“That’s surprising. It’s said that most Taurus are happier when they are in love.”
“Who told you that bold face lie?” I asked her.
“Come on now, baby boy, er’body knows that.”
“How do you know I’m a Taurus?”
“Come on now, baby boy, er’body knows that. May 4th, 2085 , the day a champion was born. It was only in every magazine you were in.”
“This is true.”
“Turn here.” She told me as we got into the Rosewood area. “Make a right at the next street and my house is the only one there.”
“Bet.” When I saw the house I pulled into the driveway.
“Come on.” She told me.
I looked at her a lil surprised, but shrugged it off. I took my keys out and got out. I then opened her side and let her out. She led me into her house and up to her room. She closed the door afta I walked in. Posters, framed newspaper articles, pictures, and even framed concert tickets. All of me.
“Hell to da naw.” I said mostly to myself.
I then looked at a DMD (Digital Micro Disc, which are the DVD of now) collection. They were all game footage. Every one of my high school basketball games were on DMDs in a case. The case next to it was concert DMDs and the case next to that were DMDs of all my movies and shows.
“I want to show you something.” She took my hand and led me to her closet. “You remember when your team won the HS USA Championships last year and you threw your jersey in the stands?”
I started smiling, “yeah, I had bout 45 women pass out just by looking at me.”
She started laughing, “yea, well, I would have been one of them if I wasn’t too busy catching it.” She pulled out the jersey and showed it to me. I smelled it and was proud of how good I smelled.
“Yeah, that’s definitely me.”
“Even afta sweating for 40 mins, you still smell good.” She then pulled out some signed merchandise that if she sold could be worth about $445 million dollars. “I’ve been to all your autograph sessions, bought all your articles, seen all your movies and shows, been to all your concerts and games, and bought all your CDs and movies. I know almost everything there is to know about you. I didn’t come to the school by accident or coincidence. It was by choice. My choice. My angle wasn’t to date you, but to meet you and see how you are on an everyday basis. Now, of course, my angle is dating you. I want to be your woman, but only your woman. I damn near died when you kissed me today. You have no idea how much I wanted that and how hard I would have to work to get that.”
She reached back into her closet and pulled out anotha jersey. What made this different was it was sealed in a case with a fingerprint access board. She opened the case and pulled out the jersey. We change our jerseys every year, so I can always recognize what grade I was in. This one was the tenth.
“This one will always mean the most to me. Do you remember when you played Hill Top Groundhogs in Hill Top?” I nodded. “Do you remember a certain school paper reporter that interviewed you for that game?” I nodded. She acted like her hand was a microphone; “I’m here with Kenny Johnson afta an amazing performance against our very own Hill Top Groundhogs. Kenny, you went 22 for 23 in the field and a perfect 10 for 10 at the line, not to mention 20 assists, 15 steals and 10 blocks and rebounds. How do you maintain your ego after an outstanding performance like that?”
My jaw dropped a lil as she went through this interview that happened nearly two years ago.
She even remembered what I said, “well, I always know that some where out there there’s someone betta den me. I keep my ego in check at all times. Especially when I got my boy Will wit skills dat can threaten my own.” That’s exactly what I said too. “Your critics say you’re just like LeBron James a century ago, how do you respond to that?” She responded like me again, “well, I mean if they actually want to compare me to LeBron James, then that means I’m goin to the Cavaliers, ri? I’m a hometown champion just like he is. He sold tickets just like I will. The main difference is LJ was believed to be just hype and not able to compete at an NBA level. Then when he proved that he wasn’t just hype, everyone accepted him. Will and I can create a new level. The NBA wont be able to handle us.”
I started shaking my head as she said what I exactly said. “Once again, Kenny, Congratulations on a spectacular win and even though that’s my team you pounded on, I was cheering for you the whole time.”
Ya know, the whole time she went through this interview, tears were comin down her eyes. She then repeated what I said, “thank you, baby girl. I can always use fans in otha schools. All of y’all mean a lot to me. And since I’m sure you worked hard tryin to figure out what to ask me, I want to give you something in return for your hard work.” She then looked at the jersey.
“I don’t care what anyone says, Kenny, this is the best thing anyone in the world can ever receive. I worked no where near hard enough for something like this.” She placed it back in the case.
I finally spoke, “since I first laid eyes on you in class, I had a feeling I’ve seen you somewhere before. You look different now, but that was definitely you that did that interview.” She smiled, but still had tears falling.
“Since that interview you’ve changed a lot. Your growth spurt further kicked in, your voice changed, and just the whole enchilada. You’ve turned from a fine ass, young man, to da sexiest man I’ve eva seen. I remember when the news channels used to play your father’s interview over and over again. It was a while afta you were born. Like a month or so. Actually it wasn’t the news, it was on E!. Your dad was talking bout how his newborn son and nephew will take ova the basketball game and change it. He would say that his newborn son and nephew would run the entertainment industry all together. He had the world hyped up about two boys that were soon revealed to everybody at the age of 5. We soon had no choice but to believe the hype. Kenneth Day’quan Johnson and William Smith were goin to set new heights in the entertainment industry and the sports world. We just didn’t know it would be like this. I’ve watched the E! True Hollywood Story on Kevin Johnson and Tevin Smith, and I know they changed the entertainment industry and sports industry first. To hear them say that someone else was goin to change it again was definitely unexpected.”
“Mo, how do you remember all of this?” I asked her in awe.
“It’s amazing. If I could do all my schoolwork like I know you, I’d be a college graduate. Possibly the youngest doctor ever.” She then started walking towards me with tears still comin down her face. “I’ve wanted this for so long, but I always told myself, no matta what I would not get sucked in to anyone’s game. Kenny, I really want you, but I have just barely enough control to stop myself if you can’t be a one-woman man and ready to be in a committed relationship. I don’t want to be anotha one of your casual girls. I want to be your girl.”
I wiped her eyes and smiled. I then leaned ova and kissed her, embracing her. My mind made my decision, but my heart hasn’t yet given in to the one-woman-man-theory. Doesn’t hurt to try, I guess. Things started getting a lil intense. She began taking off my shirt. Who was I to stop her? She pushed me back and laid me on the bed, getting on top of me. Who was I to get her off me? I took off her blouse and bra, exposing her beautiful titties. The prettiest ones I’ve seen to this day. Why would I not be all up on em? Massaging em, I continued kissing her, then goin down to her neck. I definitely know where her spot is now. I then pulled up her skirt and moved her thong to the side so I could finger her. Mine as well test my limits, right? Surprisingly, she let me do this. This was only fa a short amount of time before she stopped me.
“I said I barely have control. I meant to stop you earlier.” She told me. She started getting dressed again and pulling her skirt down. She was jittery and trying hard to regain her composure. “Sorry fa leading you on.”
“Sorry for letting you.” I responded.
“Please put your shirt on before I really lose my mind.” She was tryin so hard not to look. I started laughin.
“Hey, you took it off.” Taking my time, I put my shirt back on and stood.
“So was that your way of saying yes?”
“Yeah. The way…” I then heard something in the next room. “I know you heard that.”
“Yeah, it came from Beyonce’s room.” We walked out into the hallway. Beyonce’s room door was cracked.
“Oh shit, Will bout to beat.” I started getting excited. “Aye baby, go make some popcorn.”
“Stop it. I can’t let her lose her virginity this early.” She said.
“Well, what do you intend on doin?”
“Go into the room.” I backed up and went in the room. “Beyonce, is that you?” She yelled. We could hear them scrambling for their clothes. Well at least Beyonce scrambling.
“Yes.” She yelled back.
“Come here, I want to introduce you to somebody.”
“Coming.” We could hear her still scrambling. Knowing Will, he’s prolly playing it cool as hell. Moments lata, they came out the room, fully clothed. “What’s up, sis?”
“I’m sorry I didn’t know you had company.” Monique told her. Will noticed I was struggling to hold my laugh. The thing is it’s not even noticeable. “Anyway, Beyonce, I want you to meet my now boyfriend, Kenny.” She looked at me. “Kenny, this is my sista Beyonce.”
“What it is, what it be like?” I said, shaking her hand.
“Hi.” She looked at Monique, “so you actually managed to get your long life dream. I guess that would make both of us. Monique, I want you to meet MY now boyfriend, Will. Will, this is Monique.”
“What it be like, what it is?” He said to her.
“Hi, I don’t believe we met. I’m Kenny.” I shook Will’s hand.
“How you doin, sir? I’m Will. It’s so very nice to meet you. I’ve heard a great deal about you.” He said to me.
“Say word? I heard a great deal about you, young sir.” I replied.
“Y’all silly. Come on Kenny.” Monique said, pulling me downstairs.
“Hope to see y’all soon sometime.” I said to them. She led me outside and to the car.
“Look, crazy man, my dad should be home soon, and the last thing I want him to see is you.”
“What, yo dad crazy?”
“My dad will kill you.”
“I’d whoop yo daddy ass.”
“Ha, ya prolly could.” I got in the car. “Call me when you get home, ok?”
“It’s on.” I kissed her and closed my door. Smiling, I backed out her driveway and started driving home.
Amazingly, when I got home, Dad and Mom were there. I parked in the courtyard and walked into the house. I could hear them laughing and talking in the kitchen. I dropped my stuff off by the elevator and went into the kitchen. Dad was standing behind Ma wit his arms wrapped around her, eitha blowing in her ear, or saying some freaky thangs.
“Well, well, well, my beloved parents finally return to the home they supposedly live in.” I said as I sat down.
“Well, well, well, look what the wind blew in.” Dad said. He kissed Ma on the cheek, smacked her ass and sat down across from me. “How was school, boy?”
“It was straight. We went into the Sex Ed class and started actin a fool. You know how we do.” I replied.
“Ri, ri.” He said.
“Your teacher called today.” Mom told me. “She said you skipped her class. Ms. Gregory I believe.”
“I didn’t skip her class. She kicked us out and we just neva came back.” I pleaded.
“Told ya baby.” Dad said to Ma. He then looked back at me. “Let me guess, you, Will, Chris, and Andre got kicked out together.”
“Oh fa sho.” I assured him.
“Told ya again baby.” He looked back at me, “what you got planned fa tomorrow?”
“Not a nann nada.” I replied.
“Good, now you do.” He started whispering, “As you know tomorrow is your mother’s birthday. You know that new restaurant down on 45th?” I nodded. “I intend on taking her there. Now it’s considered to be the most formal, prestigious, classy restaurant known to man. Unfortunately, Tevin or myself does not own it, so we’re on full price.” Dad is so cheap. “Now, you’re free to bring a guest, but you have to dress in acceptable attire.”
“Don’t I always?” I pointed out.
“Yeah, whateva. Now your mother doesn’t like to single out people, but I insisted on only inviting her children. So you, KJ and Lisa are all comin. Now I already know who Lisa is goin to bring.” He started shaking his head. “Now, how simple is it goin to be to decide between your many females?”
“Shouldn’t be too difficult. In fact, I have someone in mind now.” I told him.
“Good. Now, we aint tryin to scurr dem white folks, so act as civilized as possible. You know when you and your cousin are together y’all don’t know how to act.”
“We will be on our best family behavior.” I assured him, tryin to convince myself more than him.
“Yeah, well, you betta make sure you get your motha something. She told me she doesn’t really want y’all to “spoil” her this year.”
“Of course she doesn’t.” I looked up at Ma, “Mother, what would you like me to get you for your birthday?”
“Not a damn thang, sweetie.” She replied.
“Told ya she wants something.” Dad whispered to me.
“I coulda told you that.” I told him. I stood up and looked in the refrigerator. I spotted some hypnotiq and Hennessey in the freezer. “Oh parents, whose alcky is this?” I asked.
“That would be yours, son.” Dad replied. “Caught wind that you love mixing those two, so I bought it fo ya.”
“Thanks Dad, ya always did know what’s best for me.” I took em out the freezer and grabbed my drinking bottle. I starting pouring them into the empty bottle.
“Ya know, there’s a betta way you can get really lit.” Dad stated. “Then again, I don’t think you can handle it.”
“Come wit it.” I said.
“Iight, but I aint responsible. You add a pinch of salt, squirt of lemon, couple drops of E, tad bit of B, dab of orange, shake it all up and add a fourth of OJ.” I did all that and shook it up some more. I took a whiff of the drink that has been created. “You scared, boy.” He teased.
“Hell naw.” I took a sip. “I’on feel nuttin. This drink aint…”
My phone rang around a quarter afta 8. I answered it. “What it is what it be like?”
“Hey Kenny.” Monique replied. “How you doin?”
“I’m pretty headache. I just gotta good.” I told her.
“Ummm, ok. Did you finish all that homework we were assigned?”
“Nah, I aint even started.”
“Are you feeling okay? You sound a lil gone.”
“Shit, I geel fone. I deen brinking a bit lil.”
“What?”
“I don’t even know baby girl.”
“Hold on, K.” She clicked ova, “What up?”
“Hey, Mo, dis Will.”
“Hey, Will, how’d you get my numba?”
“From your sista. Da reason I’m callin is to explain my cousin there. I know you’re on the otha line wit him, but you must understand his attitude. I’m sure you’re havin the toughest time figurin out what da hell he sayin.”
“Yea, you can say dat.”
“Well, Uncle Kevin challenged him to drink a mixture that Kenny can’t handle. Hell, I can’t even handle it. One sip had him knocked out on the floe. I came in and helped him upstairs since Uncle K was laughin his ass off. Knowing Kenny, he’s goin to do it again until his body is used to it. I’m bout to do the same.”
“Ri, now how can I tell what the hell he sayin?”
“Well, it’s simple actually. He’s talking wit two different speech impairments. One being his words are switched around and the otha being the beginning of words are switched around.”
“Ah. That doesn’t make any sense.”
“What has he said to you so far?”
“Somethin like I geel fone cuz he deen brinking a bit lil. Some shit like that.”
Will started laughing, “Dat nigga ill. He said he feel gone cuz he been drinking a lil bit.”
“Ohhhhhh, sorry, I don’t speak drunk.”
“Ha, that’s not drunk. It’s like pig latin for retarded people. Me and him is fluent in it. You aint heard him speak drunk yet. I stress yet.”
“Can’t wait.” She said with the upmost sarcasm.
“Me neither, dats gon be fun as hell. Iight, lil mama, I’mma let you continue talking to yo baby daddy. I’ll shoot you a whisper.”
“Iight, bye Will.”
“It’s on.” She finally clicked back ova.
“Kenny, you still dare?”
“Like a pimple.” I replied. She started laughing. I got up and went to the bathroom. I grabbed a sober pill and took it. “Iight, I’m good.”
“Are you sure?”
“Fa sho.”
We started talking fa real about all types of stuff. I actually felt comfortable telling her everything about me. Everything she didn’t know, that is. We talked fa about 3 hours. We were bout to get off wit each otha when I realized something.
“Baby, I meant to ask you something.”
“What’s on yo mind?” She said.
“What you got planned tomorrow?”
“Nothin.”
“How would you like to go to dinner wit me?”
“That’s a no brainer.”
“Well, it’s not just me.”
“I don’t mind bein wit Will and my sista.”
“Not just them eitha.”
“Who else?”
“My family. You’ll be meeting my sista, brotha, motha, fatha, uncle, aunt and my otha two cousins. It’s not my ENTIRE family, but the ones that matter the most at the current moment.” She was silent. “Mo, you still dare?”
“Yeah, I’m here.”
“Still wanna come?”
“Wow, I’m actually bout to meet your family. I couldn’t pass up an opportunity like this.” She proclaimed.
“Iight, that’s what you say now.”
“What are you sayin, that I’mma get nervous?”
“Like a drunk driver taking a breathalyzer or a man waiting on a paternity test.” She laughed.
“You aint funny.”
“But I am right.”
“Uh huh, we’ll see.”
“Iight, I’mma takes ya home tomorrow. I doubt you have anything to wear, so we’ll stop at the mall.”
“Ok. That sounds good.”
“It should, cuz I aint got nuttin to wear eitha.”
“You’re silly.”
“I know….I’ll see you tomorrow though, iight?”
“Fa sho.”
“It’s on baby girl.”
“Bye, sweetie.”
When I got off wit her I went downstairs. Ma had some hot wings freshly made. I saw her and Dad talking in the kitchen. From the way it looked, Dad was telling her about all the people he don’t like.
“Tell me something,” he was telling her, “how in the hell do you mix up the differences between a pot head and a crack head? If you gon call somebody a name, know what it is you’re callin em. He gon say to me, “I know you smoke weed, but you don’t have to act like you do…ya know a crack head.” Now you know I busted him in his chin for even remotely talking to me. But afta he said some dumb shit like that, I had to stomp the hell outta him.”
“So violent.” I said as I walked into the kitchen.
“Well, look at this. You’re not dead after all.” Dad commented.
“Ha ha…so your lil drink caught me off guard. That’s all right though, I’mma show you I can handle it.”
“Yeah, well, while you’re tryin to show me, do it while you’re sitting on your bed.”
“No need. I’m not goin to pass out next time.”
“If you say so. Matta fact, glad ya here, sit down and play some bones wit us. I’m tired of just whippin yo motha’s ass. Wouldn’t mind whoopin yos.” He told me.
“Ha, you beatin me….now that’s funny.” I grabbed like 20 hot wings and sat down. “I may not be able to handle liquor like you, but I know I can beat you in bones.” Eating and whoopin ass in dominos is definitely fun. I only loss a few times, but I was the main one dishin the whoopins.
Around 2, I decided to go to bed. When I got upstairs, I started watching ESPN. Of course SportsCenter was on. One of the castors started talking bout the NBA.
“With the NBA season approaching quickly, one must wonder how would the rankings for next year’s draft turn out. Well at least that would be the question if the Cleveland
Afta seeing that, Will called me.
“Did you see that pimpin?” He asked me.
“Fa sho. That was an ugly picture of you.” I teased.
“Yea well you weren’t in your best attire eitha.”
“Looks like we gotta stay focused.”
“Fa sho. Most important year of our nonprofessional lives.”
“No doubt.” I assured him.
“But yea, had to hit you up afta seein that. I’ll shout you a whisper tomorrow.”
“It’s on.” We hung up. I lied down and went to sleep.
A couple hours later, my phone rang. I answered it, not looking at the caller id.
“Who dis?” I said right off the back, still half sleep.
“This Regina
“Sup. Haven’t heard from you in a while.”
“I know, I was lying in bed and thought about you. Any way I can get you here?”
“For what?”
“I miss you and need to be pleased by the man that knows how.”
“I haven’t did that to you in about a year and a half. Why all of a sudden you want to do that?” I asked her.
“I don’t know to be honest. I’m just really hot right now and I was reminiscing what we used to do. Can you please come over?” I thought about it.
“You still stay at the same apartment?”
“Yes. 4th floor, apartment 422
“Iight, I’ll be there in 20.”
“Thank you, baby.” I hung up wit her and threw some clothes on. I grabbed my keys and left the house.
I got to her place and knocked on the door. She answered the door wearing a see-through robe with bra and panties under it.
“Please, come in.” She said. I walked in and watched her close and lock the door. She took my hand and led me to the bedroom. “I hope your skills haven’t depleted.”
“Please. My skills never deplete.” She started kissing me and I did what she wanted to do.
2 hours later, I woke up to a light on in the room. I looked next to me and no one was there. I looked at the time and starting cussing to myself. I got up and got dressed. School was in 2 hours and I needed to get home to at least try and get some real sleep. I grabbed my keys and cell phone. Regina
“My husband is on his way upstairs.”
“Husband? You didn’t say you were married.” I said.
“Shhh. Hide in the closet till I give you the signal.”
“Hell naw, we aint bout to have some “R. Kelly, Trapped in the Closet” shit goin on. I love that damn song, but I don’t want to live it.”
“I’m sorry, but I need you to hide.” I started thinking.
“I’d rather jump out the window.”
“From the fourth floor?”
“Why not?”
“Someone will see you and prolly call the cops.” I thought about it again.
“Fine, put me in the closet.” I rushed into the closet just as her husband got to the door. I looked between the closet doors to sneak a peak at what was goin on. When he opened the door, he called for her. She jumped on him and smothered him with kisses. The “Trapped in the Closet” video started playing in my head. I took my cell phone out and turned the ringer off. They got on the bed and started getting it on. I started getting pissed. He flipped back the covers and tried to get under it. When he did, his knee ended up in a wet spot. Damn! He looked at it.
“What happened here?” He asked as normal as possible.
“I was discharging, nothing serious.” She replied, not giving any indication of lying. He smelled it and looked up at her. “What’s wrong?” She asked.
“You lyin bitch.” He said. “You don’t think I know the difference between discharge and secretion? You messin around on me?”
“No, of course not.” He stood up and started sniffin.
“I can definitely smell all the sex in the air, like it happened not too long ago. Is he still here?”
“No.”
He looked around the room. He left the room and went into the bathroom. I got out the closet and hid under the bed. He came back in the room and looked around. I rolled out from under the bed and hid on the side. He looked under the bed and didn’t see me. He stood up and I rolled back under the bed. He looked in the closet and didn’t find anyone. I rolled to the otha side as I saw him come to my side. He went into his office and looked around. I got from under the bed and went back into the closet. He came back into the room.
“Baby, no one is here.” She cried out to him. “Come back to bed.” He slowly walked in there and noticed the closet doors weren’t set up the way he left em. He looked at her; I pulled my AMV out; he approached the closet; opened the door; and stared me right in the eyes as I pointed my gun at him. I emerged from the closet and he started backing up. I looked at Regina
“So you’re the one that’s been giving my wife pleasure.” He stated.
“Aye, dawg, I didn’t even know she was married. We used to mess around a ways back and she called me. She neglected to tell me y’all were married.” I explained.
“I guess it doesn’t really matter how it happened.”
“Look, y’all handle this. I’mma be up out y’all way cuz I gotta roll out.” I walked towards the door with my gun still pointing at him. Next thing I know, I back into this big guy that came in from the living room. I turned around and looked up at him. The dude was like 8’ tall and weighed 650 lbs or something like that. He was swole and just mean looking. Her husband shook his head and lit a cigarrette.
“I’m sorry that you have to be caught up in this if it is her fault. But I can not and will not allow you to just leave after fucking my wife.”
I pointed my gun at the big guy, he grabbed my hand with the gun in it and started squeezing. I couldn’t pull the trigger. I tried swinging at him with my other hand, but he caught that one too. He brought me to my knees as he squeezed the living hell out of my hands.
“Tyler
“No. You have no one to blame but yourself.”
The big guy made me drop the gun and continue to crush my hands. I had to think quick or I was gon lose my hands. I tried standing up, utilizing my leg strength. Once I got on my feet, I elevated myself off the ground by pushing down on his hands with my own. I then repeatedly kicked him in the face until he let go. He stumbled back into the wall. I fell to the ground and tried to get the feeling back in my hands.
“Kill him.” Tyler
I looked at the big guy and rolled back to evade him. I had to think back to my training. I decided to take first strike. I kicked him in the sides, the legs, the jaw, and then punched him in the nose. He stumbled back and looked at me, unfazed. I had to think fast. I swung again, he grabbed my hand, threw it down, grabbed me by the neck, and lifted me off the ground. I gasped for air. Suddenly, my training finally hit me. I cocked my leg back and kneed him as hard as I could in the chin. He dropped me, stumbled back and grabbed his chin as his teeth fell out. I kicked him repeatedly in the legs until his knees dislocated. I then chopped him in the neck, rendering him unconscious. Tyler
“I told you this shit ain’t my fault.” I said, out of breath. “If you want to hurt somebody, hurt her. I don’t wanna have to kill you.”
He spit blood on the floor, drew a knife, and started attacking me again. He cut my shirt as I dodged his attacks. I then grabbed his hand, knocked the knife out, elbowed him in the face, and threw him on the ground. Pissed, I grabbed the knife, stabbed him in the leg, and twisted the knife as it was still in his leg. He yelled in pain. I put my gun away and looked at Regina
“I’m so sorry, Kenny.” She cried.
Breathing deeply, I said, “You might want to call an ambulance for them.” I walked out, went to my car, and drove home.
When I got home, I took a shower and lied down. School was in an hour and a half, so I had to get to sleep quickly. I lied down and replayed what the hell just happened; just anotha crazy night in my life.
CHAPTER 3
I woke up 20 mins later, being a lil after 6. Third day of school and I was goin to get kicked outta class yet again. I decided to go street clothes today instead of formal wear. In otha words, a straight thug. I had taken my hair out while I was talking to Monique last night. That’s the thing, sometimes braids don’t last that long. I decided to go wit some black jeans, my jersey, and all the jewelry I can hold. I had the belt tight enough to hang on my ass. In otha words, I had a mean sag. I had some black Timbs on and my black headband. Taking a lil bit outta Will’s fashion book. It was bout 0645 when I was dressed. I had anotha 45 mins. I called Monique to see if she was awake.
“Hey, baby girl, you up?” I asked her as she answered.
“Yea, I got up kinda early today.” She replied.
“Me too.” I started heading downstairs. “Ri now I’m waiting on my rollin partner to appear.”
“Oh. Hey, you remember what I told you yesterday when you were here?”
“How can I forget?”
“You are goin to keep that between us, ri? The last thing I need is to be teased about an obsession when I just got to the school.”
“Of course baby girl, your secret is safe wit me. To be honest, I don’t know why you’ll be teased when pretty much er’ girl in da school is obsessed wit me.”
“Is dat ri?”
“Oh fa sho.” By da time I got downstairs, Will was at da door. “Baby, Will is hea, I’mma talk to you in school, iight?”
“Ok. Bye sweetie.”
“It’s on baby girl.” I hung up wit her and gave Will dap. “My nigga, what’s poppin playa?”
“Same o’ same o’. I see you got da same exact thang I got on. Except I have my jersey.” He told me.
“I’m sayin. Damn, do you watch me get dressed befo deciding?”
“What can I say, we think alike.” We went into the kitchen and heated up some hot wings.
“Aye yo, deese thangs ri hea is bangin. Ma put her ass in it.”
“I pray you don’t mean dat literally.”
“I pray she didn’t do it literally.”
“If she did, would you still eat it?”
“Hell yeah. Day still good as hell, but I just wouldn’t want to actually see her do it.” He started laughin.
“You’s a nasty dude.”
“I know you aint talking. I heard you eat straight from the source.”
“Whateva nigga.” I started smiling.
We ate and got ready to go. Will was driving his Mazda Rx-Deuce, which is a sports car modeled after the RX-8. He had a red one and I had a blue one. Of course, you know I had to go wit the same car. We started rollin to school and wit our music on blast. Like usual, everyone knew we were here by our music. We arrived 15 mins befo the bell, which was kinda early fa our standards. We gave the click dap and noticed our boys were undamaged.
“So y’all won the fight?” I asked Trey. He started smiling.
“Damn, pimpin, ya shoulda been dare.” Troy
“Outta nowhere Oak straights bank dis one dude and an all out brawl started.” Frost jumped in.
“It was a massacre. We straight whooped day ass.” Jodie stated.
“We have a lot of witnesses to it, too, if you don’t believe us.” G-Money added.
“Why wouldn’t we believe you?” C-Lo asked.
“Point taken.” Blaze said. I looked at my watch. I still had my sunglasses on so I was able to tell what time it is and not be blinded by the jewels.
“Aye, yo, I’mma shout y’all a whisper lata… I gots business to takes care of.” I told em. I gave em dap and headed to da school. I saw Monique on her way into the building. I caught up wit her and wrapped my arm around her. “Word has it, ya datin da sexiest man in the nation. Is this true?” She started smiling.
“Maybe. I don’t remember.” She stopped walking and stood directly in front of me and looked into my eyes with a tantalizing smile. “Could you refresh my memory?” I smiled and kissed her. Well, if no one knew we were together, they do now. I always try not to show PDA (public display of affection), but I guess I’ll get ova it.
“Does that help your memory a lil bit?” I asked her.
“Ummmm……nope.” I kissed her again, this time wit a lil mo passion. “That definitely did it.” We held hands and started goin to class. “Try not to get kicked outta class today.”
“I’ll try my hardest, but I can’t make any guarantees.”
“That’s fair, as long as you try.”
“Yea, I can do that.”
We walked into class and sat where we always sit. My niggaz arrived 2 seconds afta I did. DT, Will, and C-Lo sat down next to me and started whisperin.
“Look, K, we aint wanna say nuttin, but you treatin her differently den all yo otha hoes.” C-Lo pointed out.
“Yea, wasn’t you da one dat said “Treat da next one like the otha one”?” DT asked.
“Yea, I said that.” I replied. “I’m treating her different cuz she’s not anotha hoe.”
“Ya know.” Will agreed. “I would know cuz I changed too.” I nodded in agreement.
“Well, it’s about time.” DT said. “I’ve been dating Yvonne for bout 2 years, and I don’t intend on ever breakin up wit her.”
“Yvonne….. isn’t that our school journalist?” C-Lo asked.
“Fa shizzle.”
“Oh shit... I aint know dat.” Will said.
“Yea, well, I don’t put my biness out on da street like y’all.” DT stated.
“I know you bang.” I said. By da look on his face, he hasn’t. “You have to be shittin me.” I said that kinda loud cuz I was in pure amazement and ended up getting a look from Ms. Tickle. “Sorry.” I said to her. I looked back at DT. “You sayin you been wit da gurl fo two years and still aint got dem panties?”
“Well, I’m not in a hurry and she wants to wait til prom night.” DT replied.
“Fuck prom, nigga.” Will said, kinda loud.
“Hell yeah, you should be tryin to do dat shit homecoming night.” I added. We just completely fa got where we were.
“Fa sho.” C-Lo agreed. “I know I’m bout to get some ass homecoming night. Latoya told me.”
“Ahhhh. Don’t be sayin some shit like dat bout my sista.” I told him. “What y’all gone do intimately is between y’all. Don’t share wit me.”
“My bad dude, but her ass is like whoa.” They started laughing, so did the rest of the class. We finally came back to reality and recognized where we were.
“Ah, shit.” I blurted out.
The four of us grabbed our stuff and headed outside before Ms. Tickle told us. On the way out, I looked at Monique and shrugged my shoulders. We sat in the chairs by the door and looked at each other. We then busted out laughin, causing all teachers in our hallway to close their doors. Ms. Tickle came out moments later.
“Gentlemen, so far y’all have been kicked out of my class everyday this week. This is still the first week of school, guys.” When she said that, we started snickering. “Part of me is saying y’all are doin this on purpose to test my limits.”
“Nah, dat aint da case. We just foget where we at.” Will corrected her.
“Either way it goes, I’m not goin to have y’all sit out hea and fiddle faddle. I took the liberty to give you all your assignments fa today. While they’re taking notes, I want y’all to outline the entire chapter. I will check your progress 5 minutes before the bell rings and whatever you don’t have done, you will do for homework.” She handed us our work and went back into the room.
“Aye, C, I think she likes you.” I said to him.
“Shut up, Kenny.” He replied.
“Aye, don’t blame Kenny fa yo crush on Ms. Tickle.” Will yelled, tryin to draw attention. DT and I started laughin.
“Y’all need to grow up.” C-Lo said.
“You need to lighten up. Stop bein a lil pussy.” I told him.
“Yea, nigga, is it dat time of month?” Will teased.
We then saw someone walking down the hallway. We stared at him the whole time, intimidating the hell outta him. When he passed us, he turned around to see if we were still staring, which we were. We noticed his pace get a lil faster. When he turned the corner, we looked back at each otha. We do dis er’ time we all are kicked outta class to anyone walkin down da hallways.
“Look, say what y’all want, but I’m not playin dis game wit y’all.” C-Lo replied.
“Ok, Ms. Lopez, what’s wrong? Man troubles?” I teased.
Before he answered, we saw someone else comin down the hallway. We stared at her, also intimidating her. But you know black females now and days. They some bold ass mo fos.
“What the fuck y’all starin at???” She demanded. Damn girl must be new or something. We didn’t say nuttin but just stared, looking as evil as possible. She stopped walking and looked at each of us. It was a stare down. “I suggest y’all stop starin or else.” We kept staring without blinking once. She pulled out her cell phone and I guess called her boyfriend. “J, these niggaz keep staring at me and I think they plan on raping me.” What is up wit this girl? Does she have a death wish for her boyfriend? We didn’t say anything, but kept staring. She then had the nerve to take our picture with her camera phone and send it to him. I swear we wanted to laugh so hard, but we held our ground. “I suggest y’all don’t go outside.” She told us. She continued walking to her class. We kept staring until she turned the corner.
“Aint nuttin wrong wit me…its just I’m a lil sidetracked.” C-Lo said, responding to what I said earlier.
“Fair enough.” I said. We finally laughed about ol’ gurl. “Damn yo, what is wrong wit females now and days?”
“I’on know, but she gon get her B-F straight F-U.” Will replied.
“Dogg, when she took our picture I was bout to die laughing.” C-Lo stated.
“Dat was the funniest shit I’ve eva been involved in.” DT said.
“Nah, D, you’ve been involved in funnier shit than that. Matta fact you were the one we’d be laughing at.” C-Lo assured him.
DT was about to respond, then we saw this white couple comin down da hallway. We knew the dude; he was one of the soccer players on Varsity. We stared at them. When they noticed, the dude wrapped his arm around his gurl and they started speeding up a lil bit, but trying not to make it noticeable. I can see a scared look on the girl’s face and an upset look on ol’ dude. When they passed, ol’ dude would look back to see if we were still starin, which we were. When they turned the corner, we continued our convo.
“So now we got to stump some guy afta school.” Will commented.
“I guess so. Poor fella.” I added. “She must of just got hea today and doesn’t realize who we are.”
“Guess so.” C-Lo agreed.
We continued talking and staring at everyone that we saw. Ms Tickle finally came out the classroom.
“Ok, gentlemen, let me see what y’all have done.” She said to us. We looked at each otha and then at her. “You telling me y’all did nuttin?” We then started laughing.
“Nah, we just playin.” I said. We handed her all the work she handed us. We were completely done.
“Looks like I misjudged y’all. I thought y’all would spend the whole period talking. Y’all may come back in.” We stood up and walked into class. Everyone was talking in groups. We went back into our corner and sat on the desks.
“Aye, y’all know we were talked about on SportsCenter last night.” Will told DT and C-Lo.
“Oh yea, I saw dat.” C-Lo responded. “Don’t know why, they should be talkin bout us since it’s football season.”
“You were talked about. They had a documentary about you on Animal Planet.” I teased him. We all laughed. The bell finally rang letting out first period. I met up wit Monique outside the classroom.
“You did a wonderful job tryin to keep from getting kicked out.” She said to me.
“Thank you.” I stopped her, grabbed her by the waist and pulled her to me. “I hope you didn’t think you were getting away from me that easily young lady.” I told her.
“That thought neva crossed my mind.” She replied. I could feel eyes all around me.
“Let’s give them something to see.” I started kissing her. Our school press started taking pictures. Some were hating on my lil lady. I finally let go and gave her a smile.
“That’s one for the books.” She said. We held hands and started walking towards class.
The final bell finally rang. I stood outside wit Will and waited on Monique and Beyonce. While we waited, we saw Lisa and Brittany wit their boyfriends. We decided not to do anything. Then we saw a person we neva seen befo. He started to approach us wit a mean look on his face.
“Looks like ol’ gurl’s boyfriend.” Will said calmly, without any emotion.
“Yep.” I said, looking at my watch. I looked up and noticed him standing ri in front of me. I stood there with not a single facial expression. “May I help you, sir?” I asked him.
“You’re one of the guy’s that was bout to rape my girl. You kept staring at her.” He replied.
This guy was about my height, my weight, and no where near as attractive as me. Don’t know what she saw in him. I could tell he was a gangsta though. He was prolly packing too. No matter.
“Yea, I was staring. If you wanna get yo ass whooped cuz yo gurl was stared at, then you can stay in my face.” I told him. He really looked like he was goin to do somethin.
“Is there a problem?” DT asked as he approached. When he saw DT behind him, he started to back away. C-Lo walked up next to DT.
“Mark my words, I got you.” He headed back to the car and drove off. We all shook our heads.
“What time we gotta be dare again?” Will asked me, basically ignoring what just occurred. Don’t blame him cuz it was quite pointless.
“1900. 1905 at the latest.” I told him.
“Coo, I could still take a nap.”
“I feel ya. We should be home by 1600. It’s only 1430 now.” I saw Monique and Beyonce come out and approach us. “Ready baby girl?” I asked her.
“Fa sho.” She replied.
We walked to the car and headed towards the mall. When we got there, we headed to the Formal Outlet. It’s a pretty big store that has a lot of formal outfits (duh). Of course, the women’s section is the biggest.
“Iight baby girl, go crazy.” I told her.
“Are you sure you want me to?” She asked me.
“Yeah, I want you to. You gotta look the part. Find whateva you can.”
“Iight, what’s my spending limit? You know this isn’t a cheap store.”
“Money aint a thang.” I assured. “I don’t care what it costs.”
“Ok, baby.” She kissed me and headed to the women’s section. I looked at Will as he approached me.
“We mine as well look fa something too.” He suggested.
“Fa sho.” I agreed. We headed towards our section and looked fa anything extremely good. “C-F style?” I asked him.
“Ya know it.” He agreed. We looked fa bout 30 minutes but found nothing, until now.
“Aye, I’m feelin dis ri hea.” I said.
I pulled out a white suit made of some type of new material. It was soft, sensual, classy, and very sexy. The shirt was white, silk and kinda loose like a T-shirt. The pants were regular slacks with a white belt. It had a nice white jacket to go with everything and some white Stacy Adams’ shoes. It also came wit diamond cufflinks. Next to where I found this suit at, there was a black one just like it.
“Dare’s a black one ova hea too.” I told him. He came ova and grabbed it. “Mine as well try em.” I suggested. He nodded.
We went into the dressing rooms and tried them on. Satisfied, we decided to get them. When we got out the dressing room, Monique had 10 outfits in her hands.
“Baby, I can't decide which one I want, I was wondering if you can help me out. She started to show me all the different ones. I couldn’t even decide. They all pretty much went with my outfit. I started to smile.
“Get em all baby. It’s on you to decide which one you’ll wear tonight though.” I told her.
“I couldn’t have you buy all these. Each one is like a grand a piece…. possibly more.” She explained.
“Awww, how sweet. You don’t want me to spend any money on you. If all gurls were like you, maybe I would of had a relationship.” I told her.
“Ok, if you really insist.” She went up to the counter. I followed her with my one outfit. I watched the cashier ring them up. “I know fa a fact they won’t be under 15.” Monique stated.
“I know fa a fact that they’ll be around 35.” I told her.
“Alright, sir, your total is…………” The cashier began, but stopped when she took a real good look at me. “Wait, aren’t you Kenny Johnson?” I smiled and nodded. “Oh my god, I’m one of your biggest fans.” She said. “I’ve been following your career since it began.”
“That’s good, ya should.” I told her. “What’s your name?”
“Trish.” She replied.
I took out a photo of me that I carry in my back pocket fa moments like this. I autographed it and handed it to her. “Here you go Trish.”
“Wow. Thank you. No one at my school is goin to believe I met you.”
“What school do you go to?” I asked her.
“Franklin
“Yea, December 12. It’s a home game for us.” I started smiling. “I tell you what. Since you’re such a big fan, how bout you and 4 of your friends get ready to go to that game. I’ll have a limo personally drive y’all to the game and give you access to our Homecoming.” She damn near passed out.
“That would be a dream come true.” She said.
“It’s on then. I’ll contact you through your school to get your address. Now how much do I owe you? By law, I can't accept these items as gifts.”
“Your total is $34, 975.45.” She told me. I looked at Monique and smiled at the fact that I was right.
“Told ya. Bout 35.”
“Yea, that was your call.” She smiled.
“How would you like to pay for this, Mr. Johnson?” Trish asked me. “Debit or credit?”
“Cash.” I pulled out a roll of money. It surprised both Trish and Monique. “Iight, what we got hea? Lets see, 5, 10, 15, 20, 25, 30…31…32…33…34 and 35.” I handed her the money. “There you go, ma’am, $35, 000. Oh yea, and 45 cents.” She still looked surprised as she handed me my change.
“$25 is your change, have a good day.” She told me.
“You too.” I grabbed our bags, took Monique’s hand and walked out the store.
“Baby?” Monique said.
“Yes.”
“How much money do you carry wit you?”
“Roughly bout 4.”
“4 what?”
“Million.”
“Are you serious?”
“Yea, why wouldn’t I be?” I said.
“Why do you walk around on a daily basis wit that much money?”
“Cuz that’s all I use.”
“Aren’t you afraid of getting robbed?”
“If I was, I wouldn’t walk around wit dis much money. Besides, who’s dumb enough to try and rob me?”
“Iight, if you say so.” I started smiling. I then noticed Kay as we walked around.
“I’ll be back.”
I walked into Kay and noticed the sexiest jewelry I’ve eva seen. It was a 5- piece set, all matching. A pair of earrings, a necklace, bracelet, and a ring is what the set included. The diamonds were all 14 ct. and the ring had 10 diamonds surrounding a center that would hold Mom’s birthstone, which is Sapphire. The necklace and bracelet were pure diamonds all around the earrings was just a big ass diamond wit a post. For each one, the diamonds were sittin on trianium, which is a pretty ass metal that is more appealing than platinum. The only thing is trianium is expensive like hell. It’s one element that’s worth every penny too. Diamonds are still the rulers of the jewelry nation, just more appealing and glamorous. This thing was perfect fa Ma.
“Excuse me, ma’am.” I called.
“Yes, sir, what may I help you wit?” The sales associate asked me.
“I would like to purchase this.”
“The entire set, sir?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Ok. What ring size?” She asked me.
“6.” I replied.
“Wrist?”
“I say a good 7.” Yea, wrist measurements, go figure.
“Alright and what type of birthstone for the ring?”
“Sapphire.” I turned around and noticed anotha set.
This one was like the set I was getting Ma, but the ring had a heart-shaped center, heart shaped earrings, and a heart charm on the necklace. On the ring, diamonds outlined the heart and then there was a spot for the birthstone. The earrings were just heart shaped diamonds. The necklace was lined with diamonds, just like the one I’m getting fa Ma, but this one has a charm that’s an all diamond heart. The bracelet was the same as the one I’m getting fa Ma. Trianium is also the metal used fa this one.
“May I also get that set ri there?” I asked, pointing to the one I was just looking at.
“Alright, what ring size?” She asked me.
“Ummmm, I’m goin to say a….. 7. Wrist size is bout a 7.”
“Ok. Birthstone?”
“Damn, I don’t even know. Ummm, let me think…. I’mma have to take a guess hea and say…. Ruby.”
“Ok.” She started boxing everything and putting it all in a bag. “Ok, I took the liberty to separate each set. There are two boxes in here and in those boxes are little boxes with each piece in them.”
“Ok.”
“Your total comes to $3.75 million. What card will you be using?” I started laughing.
“No card, ma’am. I’ll be paying with cash.”
“Excuse me?” She said, shockingly.
I pulled out the rest of my money and gave it to her. If you didn’t know, with the high amount of millionaires, there was the creation of the one million and billion dollar bills. The economoy is extremely strong and the dollar is extremely valuable. It’s the most valuable currency in the world followed by the British pound and then the Euro.
“Keep the change. I winked at her, grabbed my bag and walked out the store. Monique was sittin at the fountain and admiring the effects. “Sorry I took so long. I’m broke now.”
“Yeah, right.” She disagreed.
“Nah, I’m serious, I have no money.” I pulled out my pockets and let her see the emptiness.
“You tellin me you spent $4 million dollars.”
“That’s what I’m tellin you. I now know its time fa me to go.” I said. I grabbed Monique’s hand and we walked to the car.
When we got to her house, I walked her to the door. It was about 1545 (3:45 pm ) when we got there.
“Iight, I’mma be back at about a quarter til since you live just down the street from the restaurant we’re goin to.” I told her.
“Ok. That gives me time to get my hair together, do my nails, figure out what I’m goin to wear, and get dressed.” She said in what sounded like sarcasm. I smiled.
“I’ll see you in a couple of hours.”
“Ok.” We kissed one last time. I turned around and got in the car, homeward bound.
When I got home, Ma and Dad weren’t there. I went upstairs and went to the bathroom. While looking in the mirror, I noticed my hair was a mess. I’ve been growing it since my birth, which I was born bald. I take that back, I did cut it a few times in my life. It would be down to my lower back if it layed down. My hair sticks up though. I had it mostly in a ponytail all day. I decided to do somethin I’ve neva done by myself befo and dat was cut my hair, at least to my shoulders. Yea, that definitely looked betta. To give you an idea of how my hair looks now, it’s about Ludacriss’s length when he lays it down. Obviously before he cut it. I got my clothes ready and everything else ready. It was 1645 (4:45 ) when I finished. All I had to do was shower and get dressed. I decided to take a 90-minute nap. I lied down and befo I knew it, I was out.
I woke up exactly at 1815 hrs or 6:15 pm civilian time. I got up and hopped in the shower, got dressed, and waited on Will to come through. I went downstairs and took a couple sips of Pepsi. I thought about taking anotha taste of that drink, but I wasn’t goin to risk it at this moment. I decided to wait on the porch for Will, but as I opened the door, he was just pullin up.
“Good timin.” He told me, “You saved me a trip to the door.”
“Yea, well, you saved me energy by not whoopin yo ass.” I told him. I got in my car. It was my white BMW since Will was driving his black one. I followed him to our ladies’ house and we both approached the door. “Iight, now, let me do the talkin.”
“By all means.” He replied.
I knocked on the door and watched Mr. Williams open the door. Their father was a very successful man for an average Joe. He is also very overprotective, picky, stuck up, grimy, and just about every otha dirty word in the English language. The one I like to use the most is a bitch ass mothafucka that needs to get his ass kicked.
“Good Evening, Mr. Williams, my name is Kenny Johnson and this is my cousin, Will Smith.” I said as politely as possible.
“Yeah, I know who you are.” He said to us completely unimpressed and uninterested.
“Alllllrighty then, we’re here to pick up your daughters.” I said, ignorin what he just said.
“Let’s get one thing straight. I don’t like you and I can care less if you like me. If you disrespect my daughters, I will kill you.”
He turned around and walked upstairs. Understandable, I guess. You want to protect your daughters. Still an asshole though.
“Check out Mr. Personality. So shall we kill him now or lata?” Will whispered to me.
“Lata.” I replied. We then saw our lovely dates come down wearing dresses that correspond with our suits. “Damn.”
“Double damn.” Will said.
“Hey baby.” Monique said to me. She kissed me and took my hand. “Daddy, we’re leavin.” She yelled.
“Iight, have fun.” He said.
He sounded like a real loving father then, but he’s so hostile. Anyway, Monique and I walked out to the car. I opened her door and let her in. I walked ova to Will.
“You know how to get there from hea?” I asked him.
“Kinda, but does it really matta?” He replied. “I’m following you anyway.”
“Good point, grasshopper.” I turned around and got in the car. I led the way to the restaurant.
When we got there, the place was definitely worth its high formal caliber. They had valet parking, valet walking, valet driving….just valet everything. When we pulled up, they opened our doors and handed me a ticket.
“Scratch my car I’m scratchin yo ass.” I told him.
He nodded and got in. I waited for Monique to come up and grab my arm. Then I waited fa Will and Beyonce to catch up. They finally did, and we walked into the restaurant. I spotted Dad and company ova by the check-in table. All of them were very dressed to impress. As a family, I think no one can touch us in fashion.
“Nervous?” I asked Monique.
“Not one bit.” She said.
“Iight.”
I was quite skeptical in that reply. I knew she had knots in her stomach and can quite possibly hurl at any moment. If she coughs, sneezes, or hiccups, she might crap her panties. We approached the fam and I began introducing her.
“Dad, Ma, Uncle T, Aunt K, I’d like to introduce y’all to my girlfriend, Monique Williams.”
“Nervous.” She whispered to me.
“Monique, this is my motha Natasha, my fatha Kevin, my uncle Tevin, and my aunt Keasha.”
She greeted them all, keeping a smile on her face as best as she could. I could see her hand shake each time she reached out to shake hands. Brought a smile to my face. I wanted to laugh. Will then introduced Beyonce to them.
“Well, it’s nice to know y’all actually made it on time fa once.” Ma said. “And like always, y’all look great.”
“Thank you.” Will and I said at the same time.
“But you know what; you’re a knock out wit what you have.” I complemented.
“Thank you sweetie.”
“Look, y’all can sit hea and talk all y’all want, but I’m ready to fuckin eat.” Dad said. Will and I laughed. Monique and Beyonce looked like if they laughed, they’d shit a brick.
“Here, here.” Tevin agreed.
“Is dare an ATM around?” I asked.
“Ova dare.” Dad replied. I went ova there and withdrew a small amount from my bank account, only about $2 million.
“Garςon, you may want to call the bank and have them reload the ATM.” I told him.
“Oui, moisuer.” He replied. He then approached my dad, “Moisuer, your tables are ready.”
“Bout time. Food betta be straight magnifique.” Dad stated.
We all followed the host to our seats. Monique, Will, Beyonce and myself had our own table. KJ, Terrell, Lisa ,Brittany
“Bonjour, je m’appelle Raoul, and I will be your server this evening. Voici le menu. I’ll be back in five to take your orders.”
“Merci bien, monsieur.” I told him.
“You speak French?” Monique asked me.
“I had a couple years of it.”
“Interesting.” She said, impressed and amazed. I smiled in confirmation of her amazement and started looking through the menu.
“There’s nothin like a restaurant with French, American, Italian and Chinese food.” I commented. “Now what should I choose?”
“Good thing they have English translations. I’d be lost right about now.” Monique stated.
“Aye, Kenny, when we doin that thang?” Will asked.
“Ri afta everyone orders.” I replied.
“What thing?” Monique asked.
“You’ll see.” I told her. I finally decided what I wanted. “You know what you want baby?”
“Yea, this Chicken Alfredo.”
“Ooh, that sounds good. I’mma get that too. I haven’t ate all day.”
“What else you getting?” She wondered.
“Steak. I’ll order for ya.” Raoul came just in time.
“Qu’est-ce que vous désirez commander à manger?” He said to us.
“Oui, garcon, je prefere le bifteck grille bien cuit et la pomme de terre. Je prefere two orders of the chicken alfredo.” Ha, didn’t know that in French.
“Oui, monsieur.” He then took Will’s order.
“Look hea, nigga, I want da biggest steak ya got medium well wit a baked potato. I also want two orders of dat dare chicken alfredo. Dat shit look good as hell, so I want it to taste good as hell. Now dat steak besta taste tender, juicy, and well seasoned, got me?” He basically ordered the same thang I did but said it in English.
“Oui, Monsieur.” He walked away and went into the kitchen.
“Drop da French bullshit. I’m not droppin my ebonic slang ways.” Will stated. I started shaking my head.
“Come on, boy, let’s do dis.” I grabbed a knife and started tapping my champagne glass as I stood up. “May I have the attention of my family, please?” I requested.
“Here we go.” Will whispered to Beyonce as he stood.
“Will and I have a few words we would like to say to the birthday girl.” I began.
“Shit, I guess, I’ll go first.” Will grabbed his glass and put his hand in his pocket. “Wow, where should I begin? The main thing I want to mention is I’ve been blessed with the perfect family. Our riches and my father and uncle’s success means nothin to our own family values. When Mom left Dad the first time, Auntie, you treated me like your own when Dad wasn’t there. You neva tried to be my motha, but you succeeded in bein like her. You will always be the person I go to when Ma isn’t around or can't answer anything I ask. You’ll always be more like anotha mom to me then my aunt. Aunt Tasha, I thank you for your comfort, and will one day repay you for your gratitude. I love you, Auntie.” He walked ova to her and gave her a hug.
“I love you too sweetie.” She replied as tears were forming and ready to come down her face.
“Happy birthday.” He said, as he handed her the bag. She looked in it and opened the box. Inside was a folder containing brochures, plane tickets, hotel receipts, and otha stuff.
“What dat?” Dad asked as he leaned over to see. She covered her mouth in complete awe.
“It’s a folder containing a month’s vacation for touring the world.” She said. She then looked at Will, “how’d you know I wanted to tour the world?”
“Over hearing you say that a few times on yo most stressed days.” Will replied. Ma stood up and gave him a big hug.
“Thank you. I definitely wasn’t expectin this.” She told him. Everyone started clapping in admiration.
“What’s all involved?” Dad asked still try to look.
“Well, we start off with a day in the Bahamas , then a cruise to Tail Island , which I believe is the most beautiful island in the Atlantic . We then take a private plane to Western Europe goin to Paris , Rome , Madrid , and Berlin Switzerland and Sweden
“I couldn’t help but notice you kept sayin “we”. Who’s we?” Dad asked.
“You and I silly.” She replied.
“Hell yea.” Dad started celebratin. “No work fa a month. When do we leave?”
“Friday.” Will replied.
“Yes.” Dad finally sat back down. Will walked back ova to our table.
“Well, I guess it’s my turn.” I said, still standing. “As your first born son, I have an obligation to make sure I don’t fail as a man. Despite my behavior in cases, I don’t believe I’m even close to failing. The years that you were gon will always be a dark period in my life. I understand that things sometimes just don’t work out, so you have to do what you have to do. But when you came back, it was like you were reborn. You were twice the motha you were before you left. You cared about everyone and everything I was involved in. You helped me out of countless situations; you made me the man I am emotionally. I’ve gotten a lot of my skills and habits from Dad, but most of my intelligence, creativity, cunning, and otha forms of genius I received from you. You taught me a lot about life just as much as Dad has. You’ve taught me more about women than anyone else could ever. For that, I thank you. I’m proud and honored to be your son. I love you, Ma.” I approached her and hugged and kissed her.
“I love you too, Kenny.” She had even more tears in her eyes. I handed her the bags.
“Happy birthday.” I told her.
She looked through them. The first box she picked up was containing a few dresses that she was eyeing in the Asvow catalog, but neva had a chance to get it. It was a red dress that extended to the ankles. It had real diamonds all ova it. The otha two were the same dress, but in black, and one in blue. Ma still had a nice shape to fit into it. By looking at her, you’d think she was 22 and without kids. The next box she opened were the shoes that go with the dresses. One was black, one was red, and the last one was blue. The shoes were high heels that had ankle straps and were covered in real diamonds. The last box contained four boxes. They were the jewelry I bought earlier today. When she saw them, she nearly passed out.
“This is by far the best birthday I’ve had. Thank you.” She hugged and kissed me.
“Ya know it’s kinda hard to get you things when you’re married to the richest man in the world.” I told her.
“Speaking of me, I guess I should give you my gift.” Dad said. He kissed Ma. “Happy birthday.” He then continued eating the breadsticks they provided like that was really her birthday present. We all laughed. “Nah, seriously, I did get you somethin. You’ve been buggin me about it fa years and years. Now I’ve finally done it.”
“Wait a minute, you’re not sayin what I think you’re sayin are you?” She was definitely excited. I couldn’t wait to see what he got her.
“Yes, I did.” He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a folded paper. He handed it to Ma and smiled. She opened it and read it. Her face lit up.
“Oh my god. Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you.” She was like a lil kid that just got a Nintendo Wii fa Christmas. “Damn, baby I love you so much.”
“What is it, Ma?” Lisa asked.
“It’s an Agreement Contract, showing I’m now 25% Co-owner of SJ Enterprise
“Thanks Ma.” I said, smiling.
“So Kenny is goin to take ova the Johnson half of SJ Enterprise?” Beyonce whispered to Monique.
“I guess so.” Monique replied. “I just can’t believe they actually spend this much on birthday presents. If they wanted, they could get all this everyday.”
“You’d think.” Beyonce said.
“I guess family means a lot.” Monique added. She smiled at me as I looked back at her. We started goin back to our tables as we noticed the food comin our way.
“Voila, Bon appetit!” Raoul said. He set our plates in front of us.
“Merci beaucoup.” I said to him.
“Thanks, pimpin.” Will told him.
I looked at my steak and potato. The steak was big as hell. It looked nice, juicy and well done. I looked at the chicken alfredo and really felt I’m getting my money’s worth. We started eating. I cut a nice, big piece of the steak and tasted it.
“Oh, oh, oh god, dis is…….damn…ooo, this is off da grid map. It’s like having an orgasm.” I commented.
“Betta be.” Will said. “Potato is slizzle.” I nodded in agreement. Afta that, no talking went on.
We all finished eating and it was just conversating. It was about 2030 now. Dad and Uncle T were acting a fool like Will and I would be. Terrell and KJ were flirting with their dates. Lisa and Brittany were talking to their dates. It was just fun in every direction. At least, for them.
“Havin a good time?” I asked Monique.
“Of course.” She replied. “I can see where you get your looks, humor, and goofiness from.” She looked at my father.
“Yea, I agree.” I felt my phone vibrate. “Hold on, baby girl.” I told Monique. “What it is?”
“Kenny, it’s Latoya.”
“Hey, what’s goin on?” It sounded like she was crying.
“Kenny, I’m at the hospital now.”
“Whoa, what are you doin at the hospital?” Monique, Will, and Beyonce started looking at me.
“Chris and Andre have been shot. We were all hangin out at Jodie’s house and a drive by occurred. Chris covered me and took two in the back and one in the side. Dre was returning fire and ended up taking two in the chest.” She explained.
“Who did it?” I asked.
“We believe it was Gun Down. One of the guys said somethin bout staring at his girl.” When she said that, I was so mad that I wanted to cry.
“I know you’re at The Ritz with the fam, but if you do decide to come, we’re in room S45.”
“We’re on our way.” I told her, hanging up afta words. I sat there staring outside.
“K, what happened?” Monique asked.
“Yea, what da dilly yo?” Will asked.
“C and D were shot by Gun Down members.” I told them with so much anger in my voice.
“Say what?” Will said, shockingly. I stood up and put on my suit coat.
“Baby, I’m sorry, but I have to go. I can have KJ drop you off…”
“Nah, I’m comin wit you.” She told me.
“And I’m comin wit you.” Beyonce said to Will.
We nodded and headed towards the door. Ma noticed us leavin and became concerned. We rushed to the hospital and went straight to room S45. Outside their room was the rest of the click. They sat in the chairs by the door and looked up at us when we came.
“I guess we have a long night ahead of us.” Frost said as he looked back at the door of the room his brother was in.
“That we do.” Will agreed, placing his hand on his shoulder. “They in there?”
“Yea. Latoya is with C.” Frost replied.
I opened the door and saw C-Lo and DT on opposite sides of the room, but conscious. Latoya was with C-Lo, but DT was by himself. Monique and I went ova to DT and Will and Beyonce went ova to C-Lo.
“Damn, Dre, you iight?” I asked him.
“Fa sho. Aint nuttin wrong wit me.” He started yellin in pain. “It’s just a scratch.” I looked ova at C-Lo and noticed he was smiling.
“Where’s Yvonne?” Monique asked DT.
“She’s still at work. She doesn’t know yet.” He replied.
“Why is that?” I asked.
“Didn’t get a chance to call her. Latoya didn’t have the number.”
“Well I do. I’ll let her know.” I took out my phone and called Yvonne. It rang twice before she picked up. “Von?”
“Yea.” She answered.
“Aye, Dre is here at the hospital, he’s been shot.” I said, not wasting time or sugar coating.
“WHAT?!?!?” DT could hear her. “Is he ok?”
“Yea, he’s fine. From the way it looks, it went right through.”
“What room are y’all in?” She asked.
“S45 at CMH.”
“I’m on my way.” We hung up wit each otha.
“Looks like a lil PB is in my future.” I said quietly. I looked at Monique, “baby, I need you to…” My phone started ringing. “Hold on.” I told Monique. “What it is?” I said, answering the phone.
“Kenny, is everything ok?” It was Mom.
“Somethin like that. We’re at the hospital. Chris and Andre have been shot.”
“Oh my god, are they ok?”
“Yea, I think so.”
“Do you need me to come in?”
“Nah, I think they’ll make it through the night. You keep enjoying your birthday. We’ll be here when you come to work tomorrow.”
“Y’all goin to miss school?” She asked.
“Yea, unfortunately.”
“Iight, I’ll make sure to tell the school.”
“Thanks Ma.”
“Are you goin to do what I think you’re goin to do?”
“Yes, ma’am. I have to send a message.”
“I understand. Do what you gotta; just make it clean and swift.”
“Always.”
“Be careful. Love you.”
“Love you too.” I hung up my phone and looked at Monique. “As I was sayin, I need you to stay here and wait for Yvonne. I’ll be back in a minute.”
“Ok.” I hugged and kissed her. “Be careful.”
“Fa sho.” I walked ova to C-Lo. “Aye, man, how you holdin up?”
“You know it gon take mo den 3 bullets to stop me.” He replied.
“Well, I know you know what we are about to do, so don’t wait up on us.” I told him.
“Get em fa us, K.”
“Fa sho.” I looked at Will, as he said his goodbye to Beyonce.
“Kenny,” Latoya called, “make them suffer.”
“I got you.” I replied. “Will, you ready?”
“Let’s do dis.” We walked out of the room and stood in front of the click. Everyone was present. They stood up and huddled around us.
“Iight, y’all, our task is simple. We go down to East Cleveland
“This da deal,” Will began, “when we get out dare, try your hardest to keep the amount of ammo to a limit. The more shots fired, the greater the chance 5-O will spot us. We shoot to kill and send a message to everyone out there that wants to fuck wit us.”
“We goin in 2 cars. O, Oak, G, and Frost is rollin wit me. Troy
When we got ova there, we saw them at the 7-11. There were at least 20 of them. I rolled down all the windows and the sunroof. I put the car on “Auto Drive
“Aye, y’all, lets end this before the cops get here. We have 2 mins.” Will yelled.
“All we need is 30 seconds.” I yelled back.
I pulled out my two Desert Eagles. “Let it ride.”
I kissed the barrels of them and started buckin. I dropped at least 6 of them in that exchange. We started closing in on the last few people alive. I then saw their leader, the one that confronted us at school. I looked at him and shot him in the leg. The rest of the click had their last remaining people at gunpoint. I approached the leader and took off my ski mask.
“Didn’t think you were goin to see me again, did ya?” I asked him. He was yelling in pain. “I told you not to get bout it wit us, but you insisted. Guess what, unlike you, my niggaz is still alive. You, on the otha hand, is as good as dead.” I stood up and looked at him.
“Go ahead. You big and bad, kill me.” He demanded.
“I don’t take requests.” I looked at Frost. “Get the car.” He nodded. I looked back at him. I then shot his otha leg. “Afta I’m done wit you, you’re goin to wish I did just kill you.”
Frost came around with the car. He had cables already in hand, anticipating what I was about to do. I hooked his arms up by the cables and onto the car. Will wrapped him in a very dry blanket that is very sensitive to friction. I got in the car and drove around goin up to 100 mph. The friction from the ground caused him to burst into flames. I circled around, back to where I started. Will had a fire extinguisher in hand and put him out. Luckily, he was still alive, at least for us. Troy
“Stand him up.” I told Oak. He did so. I cut off his legs and watched him hit the ground. “I wish I could have more fun with you, but I believe the cops are on their way.” I then pulled out my AMV and finished him, unloadin a full clip into his chest, stomach, and head. I looked at their last four remaining members.
“I got em.” Will volunteered.
“By all means.” I handed him my sword and watched him cut em up like a Japanese chef.
“L’eggo.” He said, sheathing the sword and handing it to Oak. We all got in the car and drove back up to the hospital.
When we got there, we all got out our cars, took off all our stuff and threw them in the trunks. I looked at Frost.
“Get rid of this car. Whateva you do, keep them from tracing it back to me.” I told him.
“Got ya.” He replied.
“Troy
He nodded and got into his car. Will and I headed into the hospital and back towards the room. When we got there, Monique and Beyonce were outside. When they saw us, they rushed us and gave us a hug.
“I’m glad you’re safe.” Monique whispered to me.
“Of course.” I responded. “Is Yvonne in there?”
“Yea. We came out here to give them some time alone.” A nurse approached us.
“Mr. Johnson, may I speak with you?” She said.
“Fa sho.” I walked with the nurse. “What’s up?”
“It’s nothing serious; I just want to inform you on Andre’s and Chris’s condition.”
“Word.”
“Chris wasn’t shot by just any bullet. The bullet that went through him had sensors. When it went through his back, before it left the body, it expanded and cut his spine. Not enough to break it off, but enough that he will not be able to walk on his own.”
“Ouch.”
“Now the bullet that went through his right shoulder blade was still inside him. With that bullet, it slowly tried to sever the bone and his arm. If we didn’t get it out in 2 hours, he would have completely lost his arm.”
“Got damn.”
“The bullet in his side caught his kidney and made a hole the size of my thumb nail. As for Andre, his condition isn’t any better. The two he took in the chest were latitude expanders. When they entered the body, they expanded, designed to completely impale a person’s torso. What happened with him was his lungs were cut and his heart’s main artery lightly cut.”
“Sum bitch.”
“As you are aware, we have no choice but to keep them overnight and wait til tomorrow to begin surgery. In order for us to do that, we need the information on their insurance. They’ve informed me that you’re the person to talk to for that information.”
“I am.”
“Excellent. I need you to fill out this paperwork. You have nothin to worry about; your mother called me and told me that she will overlook both procedures. She has placed our top doctors on this task.”
“Thank you. I’ll give this back to you in a few.”
“Thank you, sir, and sorry to take up so much of your time.”
“Quite alright, ma’am.”
“By the way, your mother has informed me that the four of you will be staying. I have taken the liberty of preparing your rooms. Here are the keys.” She handed me our key cards.
“Merci.”
“Your welcome, sir. Call me if you need anything, my name is Jenny.”
“I will.” She smiled and walked away. I sat down next to Monique and started filling out the papers.
“Is everything alright?” Monique asked me.
“Basically. They have to go into surgery tomorrow.” I told her.
“Figures. We chillin hea tonight, ri?” Will asked.
“No doubt.” I looked at Monique. “If you want, I could take you home.”
“No, thanks, I want to stay wit you.” She replied.
“And I with you.” Beyonce told Will.
“It may be fa a couple of days.” I assured her.
“That’s fine. It’s only school. It’s still the first week. We’re not goin to miss anything major.”
“Iight. That’s what’s up.” I finished up the papers and called ova Jenny. “Here you go.”
“Thank you, Mr. Johnson. We will notify you when surgery is taking place in the morning.”
“Merci beaucoup.” I replied. She walked away. “I’ll be back.” I went into the room and looked at my two closest friends next to my cousin. “Aye, I just wanna let y’all know we is goin to be in da building. Hit me on da hip if dare’s anything y’all need.”
“Fa sho.” They replied. Latoya walked up to me.
“Thank you. I wish I was there to see you give that punk what was comin to him.” I pulled out a micro-disk from my pocket. “What’s this?”
“Well, you wanted to see what we did. We recorded it like every otha thang we do.”
“You’re kidding.”
“Enjoy.” I kissed her and walked out the room. I took Monique’s hand. “We got room J5. Y’all are in S5.” I handed Will his key card. “I’ll shout y’all a whisper in the morning.” I gave Will dap.
“It’s on pimpin.” Will replied.
“Au revoir Beyonce.” I told her.
“Bye Kenny.” I smiled and walked hand-in-hand with Monique to our room. I opened the door and threw my suit jacket on the bed. I lied down and stared at the ceiling.
“Are you ok?” Monique asked me.
“I guess.” I replied.
“Do you want me to braid your hair?”
“Not tonight. I kinda like it like this. Sorry to ruin our night.”
“Trust me, I understand. No need to apologize. Chris and Andre are y’all best friends. I know y’all are beyond close. Damn near brothas.”
“Thanks fa understanding.”
“Of course.” She walked to me and got on top of me. “I may not know everything about you. I may not agree with certain ways you handle things. One thing I do agree on is your devotion, reliability, trust, and loyalty towards your boys. You’re different from otha guys. You don’t show off in front of them because there’s no need. They understand you just like you understand them. Most of these qualities I neva thought were in you.” She took my hand and kissed it. “You’ve surprised me so many times since the day I met you. At first I just had a normal crush on a celebrity. Now I think it’s all becoming a real thing.” My eyebrow raised. From the way it sound, she was sayin that she was fallin in love wit me. “I’m not goin to say anything else until I know fa sho what it is.”
“Monique, I don’t know what to tell you. I guess I can start by doin this.” I pulled her to me and kissed her.
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