“Man, shut up with yo uglass.” Kyree told his childhood best friend, Jade.
They always go back and forth when link up.
“You’re just jealous you ain’t my man.” Ol’ Iiiiiii wanna be yo ass nigga.”
Kyree looked up at Jade and shook his head. He has been in love with Jade since they were 8. He knew back then they were going to be together by now.
“Hellllllooooo daydreaming and I’m thinking of food ass nigga you gonna take over to my nigga house or nah?”
Kyree got up and grabbed his keys “You get on my fucking nerves always tryna play me like you don’t want me”.
“You know you like my style” as he brushed his shoulders, did a little spin and popped his collar. As soon as he made eye contact with Jade they bust out laughing.
“Man you stupid. You know how I feel about us. I don’t want to ruin us. You’re my best friend. I don’t want to hurt you.” Jade said as she looked at Kyree.
She grabbed his hand and kissed it. “You treating me like I’m some fragile ass bitch.” Kyree said as he snatched his hand from Jade’s. “Grab ya shit and let’s roll.”
Jade grabbed her purse and jacket, I’m just trying to save you.” She mumbled to herself. .... “Babe, I’m home. Jade said as she laid her jacket across the dining room chair.
As she walked down the hall, she sniffed the air. “Mannn i know this mother fucker ain’t smoking that bullshit in this house”. She whispered to herself.
As she ventured farther down the hall she heard yelling and banging from her bedroom. “Mannnn, this the shit I’m talking about as she neared her bedroom door.
“UGHHHH, THERE’S ALIENS AND THEY’RE COMING TO GET ME”. “HELP ME BITCH DONT JUST STAND THERE!”
She watched in embarrassment as she saw her man of three years sweat, jump and bang around their room high off of PCP.
“Ken what the fuck are you talking about?I told you the last time you came in here high I wasn’t going to deal with this shit!” As she clapped her hands to emphasize her point.
“But yo, I’m not even high!” As he looked her into her eyes.
“NIGGA YOUR PUPILS ARE MOVING NINETY FIVE MILES PER HOUR I’m so sick of this shit! I give you chance after chance to prove to me you deserve me and look what you do each and every time!” Jade yelled to Ken.
Ken looked at Jade like she was crazy. “Hoe, I know you ain’t talking to me.” he said as he stepped closer to his girlfriend. “ Cause if you knew better you wouldn’t play with me, especially when your precious Kyree’s life is in the palm of my hands.” He said as he stared at Jade evilly.
She quickly looked down at their carpet and slowly raised her head. As she moved her curly wild mane out her face she stepped around Ken to walk to their master bathroom. Ken chuckled sounding like the devil himself
“Yea bitch you better walk away, talking to me like you crazy. You think I don’t know you be with that nigga, think I’on know how y’all be looking at each other, talking bout y’all best friends. Yea, best friends that’s fucking. I ain’t stupid whore.” He yelled while pacing across their bedroom.
Jade sat on the toilet with her head in her hand. “What the fuck am I gonna do? I have to fix this. I have to tell Kyree.” She said to herself. She reached in her back pocket and grabbed her phone as Ken blasted “Hot Nigga” by Bobby Schmurda. She shook her head, and called Kyree. On the third ring he picked up.
“Yuurrrrr uglass lil girl. Tf you want?”
“Ree, you have to listen to me and listen to me good okay?”
“Hold on, ayo Shad turn that down real quick.” Kyree said to his homeboy that was chilling with him. He got up and went to the bathroom to listen to her in private. “Aight yo, what’s up you sounding all serious so I know this must be good”.
Jade sighed into the phone. “Remember that lick you and Haddy did?” She didn’t give Kyree a chance to answer as she blurted out “Well the person you stole from is Mandalay.”
It was silent on the other end for what seemed like an eternity. “Kyree? Ky? REE?!” Jade yelled into the phone.
“Yeah, yeah my bad Jade you said it was who’s?” Kyree ran his hand down his face while his mind raced.
“Mandalay.” Jade replied.
“Mannnn, say how you know?”He asked Jade with a voice full of anxiety.
“Because my man is his hitman.”
“WHAT?!” Kyree screamed into his phone. “WHAT THE FUCK YO! WHY YOU AINT TELL ME!?” Kyree yelled into the phone.
“Kyree stop fucking yelling at me! I didn’t know until 2 weeks ago when he came home angry yelling and shit about his boss breathing down his back about finding out who robbed him. They found the picture of me and you when we went to Walmart the night we saw that white guy stealing sneakers and strawberries on the floor of the trap house. You kept my part and I kept yours. But, he seen your tattoo on hand. Then he seen you a couple days later and seen the tat. He put two and two together and well, you know.”
Kyree sighed into the phone. “Damn man. What am I gonna do?”
“I don’t know but you gotta stay hidden or else he’s going to kill you.” Jade said. “He threatens me with that everyday. That’s why I can’t be with you.”
“JADE WHO TF YOU TALKING TO IN THERE?”
“I gotta go.” Jade rushed off the phone Just as Ken opened the door.
“I wasn’t talking to nobody with yo high ass. I was singing.”
“Well unless that song sound like a twenty minute conversation about you telling your precious Kyree that he’s just another nigga on my hit list I think you’re lying.” Ken said as he moved closer to Jade.
The look on his face was unreadable. Jade didn’t know if he was mad or what as she backed up. But, she knew she had to think fast before he does it what she thinks he’s going to do. As she stepped closer to him his lips formed a snarl. Jade stretched her hands out surrendering.
“Baby no, I wasn’t talking I was singing.” She said as a smile crossed her lips.
Ken’s emotions, thoughts and reactions were all over the place due to him smoking that dipper earlier. “Babe- before she can get the next sentence out Ken punched her dead in her throat.
“Bitch I know you fucking lying!” He yelled as Jade choked and gasped for air. He grabbed her by her curly hair and dragged her back to the room and threw her on the bed. Ken climbed on top of Jade and smacked her repeatedly in her face.
“KENNETH STOP I WASNT TALKING TO ANYONE!” Jade screamed as she blocked as many slaps as she could.
She hated when he got like this because he was so unpredictable, but one thing was sure he would find any reason to beat her fucking ass.
“You think I’m dumb baby girl?” Ken said breaking Jade from her thoughts.
Leaning his face towards hers he asks her the same question over and over again while biting her face.
“Please Ken stop I’ll be good I promise.”
He leaned up and slapped her one more time for good measure. “Damn right you’ll be good cause you’re about to become an accessory my love.” He said as he gently touched her face.
“What, are you talking about?” Jade asked.
He climbed off of Jade and sparked another dipper blowing the smoke in her face. “You see bitch, you’re gonna bring Kyree’s bitch ass to me and you’re gonna watch me chop his fucking skinny ass, tatted up ass hands off for touching and taking shit that doesn’t belong to him. Then, I’m going slit his fucking throat cause isn’t that the “savage” thing to do?” He chuckled.
Ken stared at his girl and yelled “CALL HIM!”
Jade stared at Ken with tears in her eyes. “I can’t do that, don’t make me do that please.” She cried.
Ken grabbed her face and squeezed it. “You love him more than me?” HUH? ANSWER ME Jadelyn.”
Calling her by her first name so she knows she can’t lie. So she opted not to answer. Plucking his ash in her eye he pulls her up by her hair and yells for her to call Kyree.
“Disrespectful ass hoe” he mumbled to himself as he watched her dial Kyree’s number. “Put it on speaker and don’t try no funny shit. Ken said as he grabbed his gun out the drawer and played with the safety.
“Hello. Kyree it’s Jade. What are you doing?”
“Bitch this ain’t no time for no social call!” Ken harshly whispered.
Jade cleared her throat. “Kyree can you come see me ASAP it’s about us.”
“Is he there? Kyree asked.
“No. He’s not here.” Jade regretfully replied. The deadly lie tasted like blood on her tongue. “Bet. I’m on my way” ........ Kyree arrived at Jade’s house in 45 mins. “I don’t know why she moved all the fucking way out here. All these fucking trees. Got me feeling like there’s KKK niggas hiding out between bushes just waiting to hang my ass.” He said to himself.
He rang the doorbell and Jade immediately answered the door with a face cleansing mask on to hide the marks.
“Come in.” Jade said as she opened the door wider to let him in. “Have a seat.” Jade said. “Man wtf is up with you? Your vibe is all wrong. Just as Jade was about to open her mouth Ken walked out wearing nothing but boxers, socks and a AK-47.
“What the hell is going on between these streets and my home?” Ken sang in the melody of the Ronald Isley and R. Kelly’s hit as he chuckled and held a PCP dipped cigarette hanging from his mouth.
Jade rolled her eyes and then looked at Kyree and mouthed “I’m sorry.”
She couldn’t even look at him. She was feeling ashamed and shady. Two things that never described her.
Ken raised his gun and said “Nigga I know it was you that hit Mandalay’s trap. Ol dusty low income ass nigga. Always around my bitch acting like y’all friends. You gay nigga? Nevermind don’t even answer that. You got any last words witcho Jordan Peele looking ass?”
Jade attempted to walk away. Ken grabbed her and threw her on her couch.
“Lil baby that don’t listen where do you think you’re going?”
“I was just going to go lay down.” Jade whispered.
“Nahhh you sit ya too legit to quit ass down” Ken stated. He turned to face Kyree. “Don’t be looking at MY bitch! She’s MINE!” Kyree looked at Jade and winked his eye.
He looked at Ken and said “Suck my dick you bald head, bean pie eating bitchhhhh”! Yea I stole from ya faggot ass boss. The fuck, how you think ya bitch got all those new clothes and shit? We know ya cheap, couponing ass ain’t buy them!” Kyree screamed.
“If you’re gonna pull the trigg-“ Kyree didn’t even get to finish his statement before he was pumped with bullets. Jade jumped from the couch and tried to run away but, Ken grabbed her foot and dragged her back to him.
“Where do you think you’re going!?” He yelled in Jade’s face. He cocked his gun and said “Why Jade? Why did you make me do this?” Before Jade could answer she heard..................................................................RRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGG Okay, class that’s it for today. Don’t forget homework is due on Tuesday. Enjoy your weekend
Case glanced at his buzzing phone while shading in a tattoo.
“Shit,” he groaned, reading Diar’s name on the screen.
It was Valentine’s Day and he was running extremely behind on his date with her. He had promised her that he was walking out the door an hour ago, and he knew she would pissed to know that he was still working. Case reluctantly inserted his headphones into his ear and answered her call.
“I'm coming.”
“You said that an hour ago. Case, why are you playing with me?” she growled on the other end.
He chuckled. “I'm not.”
“Yes the hell you are. Wait a minute, I know I don't hear that damn tattoo gun in the background?”
“Nah, that’s my radio,” he lied.
“Oh my goodness, Case, I know you're not still at the shop. Why would you tell me to get dressed just to wait on you? I'm so damn irritated right now,” she fumed.
“A’ight my bad. I was on my way but we had a walk in. You know I gotta get this money, so I can buy you everything in those links that you send to my phone daily.”
“I ain't that damn bad,” she chuckled. “Don't be trying to use me in your shit either ‘cause I know I don't be sending you a lot.”
“Diar you know you be beggin’. You just sent me two links an hour ago. I ain't even look at the shit yet.”
She cackled. “Okay maybe I do go overboard with the beggin’ but you're my man and you're supposed to spoil me, so I don't have no shame. But back to the real shit, when are you coming? I'm about to get undressed and lay down.”
“Nah, man, I swear I'm on my way.” He turned off the tattoo gun. “I'm about to wrap his tattoo up now.”
“You promise?”
“Yeah, I'm about to leave out now.”
“Okay, I’ll see you when you get here.”
“A’ight.”
Case ended the call and wrapped his client’s new body art up. After giving him aftercare instructions and accepting his payment, Case locked up the shop and hurried home. He took a quick shower and put on some fresh clothes. He sported a black Burberry button up, black jeans and black Burberry sneakers. He brushed his waves and slipped on his watch before he jetted out the door.
Case arrived at Diar’s townhouse fairly quick since she lived ten minutes away. He used his key to let himself inside before he yelled her name.
“Diar!”
“I'm in the living room.”
Case padded into the living room and stopped in his tracks. Diar looked stunning to him even with a pout on her face. She wore long, blonde tresses that complimented her honey complexion well. She was clad in a white off shoulder dress that stopped right at her toned calf muscles. Her winter white, ankle boots completed her perfect ensemble.
“Damn, baby, I can’t wait to eat you tonight,” he said before kissing her neck.
He peered at her with pure lust in his peepers and kissed her lips. She tried not to smile but she failed miserably.
“You get on my nerves. Had me waiting like I'm a side chick.”
Case laughed. “You know you my only. Girl stop playing with me.”
“Whatever.” She rolled her eyes.
“Come on and let me make it up to you.”
He grabbed her hand and the couple walked out the house. Case opened the door for Diar and rubbed his hand on her ass as she slid in the car.
She smirked. “Don't be trying to touch all on me.”
“I can do what I want. That’s my ass too.”
He shut the door and then went to hop in the driver’s side. He pulled off and drove to his destination that was sure to surprise Diar. When they pulled up in front of the building, Case shut off the engine and looked at Diar.
“Why are we here?” she asked with furrowed brows.
“I'm about to show you. Get out the car.”
The two got out and he grabbed her hand. Case led her inside the building and turned on the lights.
“Okay, Case, why are we at Asia’s photography studio?” Diar asked.
“Because I want you to have a photoshoot.” He smirked.
Diar covered her mouth and laughed. “Are you serious?”
“Yeah. You’ve been talking shit about that lil’ ten pounds you gained and I wanted to make you feel beautiful.”
Her slanted eyes became misty instantly. “Aww, babe, you really make me feel special.”
He kissed her lips and wrapped his arm around her shoulder. “I just wanted to show you that I love every inch of your thick ass body.”
She looked down and pinched her pudgy stomach. “Even with all this?”
He slapped her hand away. “Yeah and stop doing that shit. You look good.”
Asia and Camara emerged from the office.
“Hey girl, you ready for your close up?” Asia sang.
Diar grinned. “I guess so.”
“Girl you guess?” Camara sassed. “You're about to blessed by my hands and Asia’s vision. Stop playing with us.”
Diar giggled. “Okay, I'm ready for y’all. I feel bad that y’all out here on Valentine’s Day trying to get me right.”
Asia waved her hand. “Dinero went out of town. Thank God. I get to get a break from his damn mouth.”
“And fuck Kiyan. I don't like his ass right now,” Camara sneered.
“Aye, get off my brother,” Case warned.
“Fuck him,” Camara reiterated. “Come on, Diar. Let’s get you into some banging outfits and accessories.”
Diar followed after Camara while Case took a seat next to the set.
“You're such a good man, Case. Why didn’t I meet you first?” Asia joked.
He smirked. “You better not let Dinero hear you say that.”
“I know he would try to kill me. Plus you know I'm just playing. I love my crazy ass baby.”
Case chuckled because his brother was definitely one of a kind. Thirty minutes later, Diar strutted on the set wearing a sexy black dress that laced in the front. Her busty chest was spilling out of the dress while her ass sat up like a horse. Lately, Diar had been down about her weight gain. Case thought that she was overreacting because he couldn’t really tell that she had gained any weight. He loved her body and wouldn’t want her to look any other way. Instead of telling her that she looked fine, he decided to show her.
“Okay, girl, I need you to give me sexy. Put on a show for Case,” Asia coached with her camera in her hand.
Diar glanced at Case and blew him a kiss. He pulled out his phone and recorded the session with Asia. She had about three outfit changes and she looked better with each ensemble she wore. Once the shoot was done, he could tell that Diar was slowing gaining her confidence back with the compliments Camara and Asia was giving her.
Diar hurried over to Case and sat on his lap. “Thank you for this. I really love you for making me feel like the most beautiful woman in the world.”
“You are the most beautiful girl in the world. Don't forget it a’ight.”
She pecked his lips and added a little tongue. She pulled back and asked, “Where are we going after this?”
“I wanna go eat.”
“Where?”
“At my house,” he smirked.
She licked her lips. “Boy, you ain't said shit let me go get dressed.”
She hopped off his lap and ran to the back. Case couldn’t wait to get her home because he was going to devour every part of her thick frame.
RECONCILIATION
BY: Tee
As Jasin walk in the church it immediately fell silent. This was a moment he never thought would be. It had been a few years, 5 in fact but never did he think it would come to this. Finding a space against the wall, Jasin just stood there. Staring at nothing, not saying anything. A lone tear trailed down his face as he look beyond belief. The whole scene felt like a dream he needed to wake up from. He watched as the small frame brown beauty sashayed toward him.
“Jasin its been a long time. I know what your thinking, but don't feel like you walked out on him. You and Khareem were both stubborn as fuck. It's crazy how things turned out” Tasanwhispered.
“Yea it is, this moment is unbelievable. I wanted to reach out, but you know Khareem was on some other sh-, I mean stuff. So listening was never an option.”
“Yea that day was out of control. I remember it like it was yesterday” Tasan reminisced.
5 years ago to the day exact they were at Jasin’s house for Khareem’s 27th birthday. They had been waiting on the birthday boy for 2 hours. Instead of wasting anymore time and food they started the festivities without him. The yard was packed, spades tables, dominos tables, and people being thrown in an already packed pool. Tasan had just walked passed the gate when it swung open with KhaReem and about 10 other guys savagely walking in.
“Yooo it's my muthafuckin birthday. How the fuck y'all start without the King. Tasan bring ya fat ass here with a plate. Then let me hit that for a birthday nut later,” laughing as he took a seat at the nearest table.
Khareem had been tripping lately and out right rude. His parents steered clear and he was no longer welcome in their home. Jasin didn't know why he was being such a dick but he was about to find out. He watch as one of the guys with Reem made three white lines at their table. He watched as Reem snorted those lines faster than the Indy 500. He watch as Reem walked over and started groping the ladies by the pool. Each one brushing him off. He watch as he grabbed a portion of the birthday cake with his hands. Jasin had seen enough. Putting his hand up to stop Tasan from approaching, he walked over to his best friend.
“Yo what the fuck is wrong with you? Ruining the cake Tas got and about to catch a harassment case. And when the fuck did you start snorting drugs Khareem?” Jasin fussed.
“When the fuck you start snorting drugs Khareem?” Khareem mockd as he flailed his hand in the air. “Man fuck them hoes over there. Well Mr. Perfect, with the big house, fancy car, Mr. Big Shit Scout . I'm a grown ass man who does what the fuck he wants. You've always acted like you were above me and you always shitting on me.”
“What the fuck are you talking about. Dude I just threw this big ass p-”
“Save that. This shit was for your ego. You haven't been my nigga since you got that hot shot job.”
“You know what Khareem, you had the same opp- fuck it”, Jasin inhaled. “Get your drug addicted ass the fuck out. And take the Gross sister family reunion with you.”
Tasan tried to intervene “Guys wait hold up, maybe you two should talk inside, see what the issue is and squash it. Y’all know this is some bullshit.”
“I'm cool with that if he is,” Jasin conceded.
“Man fuck all that. But Tas you gone come let me put that pussy on my nightstand and be yodeadbeat baby daddy,” Reem chuckled as he back up to exit out the gate.
“That night I wanted to kill him Jasin, he was so disrespectful. It took everything in me not to tackle and beat the shit out his high ass. I kept in touch even though he was a dick. Drugs and jealousy have a way of bringing out the worst in others. Khareem went through a lot after that. He started counselling and reconciled with his parents. He even found love, but I think there was still a part of him missing” Tasan stated.
“Well the nigga ignored me and blocked me. I had my own life to deal with and I only chase paper. Granted our friendship started from the sandbox, but sometimes you have to let them go. I thought he would reach out one day, but life happens. It was hard because we were like brothers, And this I-,”
Jasin looked back toward the front of the room. The wall was no longer able to hold him up any more. He walked toward the front and placed his hand on the shoulder of the body.
“Reem it's been a long time my friend. Never did I think I would see you like this. I'm not sure what happened that night, but I should have made you stay and talk or at least punched you in your sh-, I mean chest. This moment is unbelievable, you dressed up like this about to-”
“Nigga will you shut your emotional ass up and get in line to rehearse as my best man, so I can marry the woman of my dreams,” Kahreem chuckle. “Tasan put that pussy on a nigga night stand after chasing her for two years. Look I'm sorry, we should have chopped it up like brothers. I'll admit I was jealous that life for you was good. I found myself a year after that and got rid of that negative energy. I even started a center that allows kids to express their creative minds. You should stop by and see the ideas these kids come up with. I mean by you being an Talent Scout and all. I’m sure you would enjoy finding fresh young talent. Look I could have reached out but egos are egos. With rehab and Tas been beating my head in about linking up, I knew I couldn't get through this moment without my brother” Khareem stated.
“Well I'm glad to be a part of it. Tasan gave me the rundown on you guys. She kept me updatedon everything. Damn girl will talk a whole in your head," they both chuckled.
After rehearsal Jasin and Khareem went to a bar up the street and hashed it out. Jasin showed Khareem pictures of his 1 year old triplets and fiancée. Reem showed his best friend a picture of his 5 year-old son. They had missed a lot of things over the years. They went through their entire life for the past 5 years that night. Eventually shutting the bar down promising to never let anything get in the way of friendship.
