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By the time I got home, I was drunk and my head was spinning…

It was four thirty in the morning, and soon as I got inside, D was sitting up, waitin’ for me in the living room.

“What’s wrong with you?” I asked once I noticed the look of dissapointment on his face (even though I knew what was wrong…)

“Where you was at?” he questioned.

“The club,” I answered. “I went to Club Sample with Laura’nem,”

“You ain’t tell me you was going to the club…”

“Well that’s the point,” I sassed.

“What?” he yelled.

“ ’Cause you wasn’t gon’ let me go, Donovan!”

“You damn rite… especially with your titties out like dat, what is dat, what do you have on???!!”

I looked down at my clothes…

“What’s wrong with my clothes?!” I asked.

“Go take shit off!!!”
“Why you always trippin’!!!”

“Look, I don’t know what nigga you tryna impress but-”

“I ain’t tryna impress no nigga!” I yelled.

“Good, go your ass in your room!” he yelled.

“I hate you man!!!”

I stamped off to my room and stripped out of my clothes… I crawled across my bed and kissed my Li’l Wayne poster that hang on the wall next to my bed…

I was a Li’l Wayne fanatic, and I also liked Dipset, and Jay-Z…

Then I got up and put on my pajamas, and got back in the bed… until my cell phone went off.

“Hello?” I answered.

“Hey you sleep?”

It was Laura…

“Damn girl, I just walked through the door not too ong ago,” I said…

“Oh, ‘cause somebody wanted your number, and we outside chillin’ by our building’ girl… my broter still gone and I’m actually locked out!!! So ya boy out’chere siting with me, waitin’ for my brother..”

“Who siting with you?” I aasked…

“Sho,” she said.

Soon as she said that, my whole body shivered.

“He with you?”

“Yeah, he want your number Cee,” she said.

“Say, let me holla at her rite quick,” I heard Sho say in the backround..

A moment of silence…

“Wuzup…” Sho’s deep, sexy baritone came through the phone…

Hearing his voice was enough to make me tremble…

“Hi,” I said…

“What I ain’t scare you off earlier, did I?” he asked…

“Mmmm-No,” I said. “Your age did a li’l bit ‘cause I figured you was too hot to be so much older than me…”

“Girl, I ain’t old, I’m grown… I can do shit for you that these li’l niggas out here can’t do,” he promised…

“And what’s dat?” I asked.

“Once you get with me you’ll find out… I know you don’t know me and all but you mite as well get to know me, ‘cause you gon’ be seeing a lot more of me,” he said. “and once we get close enough, I’d like to see more of you, if you know what I mean, yea digg…”

“Can I ask you something?” I said

“Watsup?”

“ Why they call you Sho? What’s your real name?” I asked.

“Don’t worry ‘bout all that…” he said. “Now its cool if Melph give me your number?”

“I guess,” I said.

“You guess… what you mean you guess, it’s a yes or no answer…”

“I mean… yeah…”

“Okay, that’s what’s up…. Sooo, should I like…call you you tomorrow or will I see you tomorrow?” he asked.

“Oh, you’ll definitely see me tomorrow.”

“Well that’s watsuppppp! Foreal… Well alrite baby, here go Melph…”

“So y’all official?” Laura asked through the phone…

“No, just ‘cause we mite hook up don’t mean we official… we probably just be friends ‘cause Sho is wayyy older than me… he older than I expected…”

“Dat ain’t what you said earlier tonite,” she reminded. “and don’t forget that peck on the lips!!!”

“Dat don’t mean shit…” I said.

“Well look, I’ma call you back, but before I hang up, I thought you should know that you was on speaker phone the whole time..”

“ I ain’t trippen’,” I said…

“Alrite girl, bye…”

“Bye…”

CLiCK!!!

I hang up with Laura and then put my phone on the charger.

Soon as my head hit the pillow, I went straight to sleep;

That following day, I woke up at 12:00 noon…. Today was Saturday and my grandma was going to bingo like she did every Saturday around this time…

She came in my room and woke me up…

“Celicia! Celicia! Get up girl! Your brother fixing to bring me to Bingo, you get up and clean clean this house, and I made some breakfast earlier, but its cold now, come on now get up!!!”

Once I forced myself out of bed, she walked outta my room, leaving me alone. I got up and went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and wash my face…

After that, I made my bed, and granny’s bed, then I got the broom and started sweeping…

Ten minutes later, I heard a knock at the door…

“Who is it?” I asked…

“Laura!!!”

“Girl where is you goin’?” I asked…

Laura, followed by Nadia, entered the house…

They sat on the living room sofa…

“Girl, why you still in your pajamas? She asked…

“Because I was cleaning up… and oh, I don’t appreciate that li’l stunt you pulled with that Sho nigga last nite…”

“Girl fuck you, you know you liked it anyway…. So what you gotta do after you clean up?” Laura asked.

“Wash dishes, take a bath, and I gotta do my hair…”

“Bitch, you got hair like them white girls, you got that good shit, all you gotta do is brush your shit and you good…” Laura said…

“I slept on my sjit, I need to wash it…”

“No you don’t,” Nadia said…

“Now look, we gon’ do you a favor, you go take a bath, and we gon finish cleaning up for you…”

“Alright,” I said.

I gave Nadia the broom, and Laura washed the dishes…

I went to my room and got some clothes then went and took a bath…

By the time I was done, Nadia and Laura was finished cleaning up…

They was on the sofa chillen. I went in my room and got my brush, comb, brush and flat iron…

“Hey, one of y’all gon’ come do my hair???” I asked.

“Let Me do it!:” Nadia volunteered…

“C’mon…”

We went in the bathroom and I sat down on the toilet seat…

Nadia combed my hair out, then brushed it with my Conair brush that had brissels like a comb… after that she did whatever to it with the flat iron, and then she combed it gently.

See, my shit was so natural that I didn’t really need minerals and shit in my hair, so after Nadia did what she did, I was good to go…

I grabbed my house keys, and my cellphone then we were out the door…

“Where we finna go y’all?” I asked.

“To the park… we finna go see who on the basketball court…”

“Nuthin’ but Niggas,” I said

“That’s the point,” Laura said…

“You is a trip…”

The basketball court was another place where all the niggas hung at, and believe wherever they were, girls were, so I didn’t mind chillen on the cort watching the boys pull off they shirts and get all sweaty playing basketball. When we got to the court, all the boys was playing ball…

I mean Rick, Brandon, Arana, Wheezy, Eric, and some other round the way St. Nick niggas, just too many to name…

We saw Chantal, c- building Kim, and a girl name Brandy who was also from our projects. They wa alll chillen on the bench watching the game, so we joined them…

“Hey y’all,” we greeted…

“Hey,” Chantal said…

We sat down next to them on the bench…

“Girlll who dat nigga is with them long ass dreds!” Chantal exclaimed…

She watched as Sho shirtlessly ran across the court…

“That’s Sho Laura!!!” I exclaimed

“That’s him?” Chantal said…

I gave her a look.

“You already saw him last nite, remember?” I said.

“ Yeah but that nigga fine…” she said. “ I’d love to see him with more than his shirt off.”

“He want me, okay,” I teased.

“Oh, so now since somebody else see him, you want him huh?” Laura teased…” with all dat just friends shit you was talking last nite!!!”

“Damn Melph, I do want the nigga, but I cant make it too obvious so soon, he mite think I’m desperate…” I said.

“How you gon be desperate? He want you!” she said…

“TRUE,” I agreed.

“But wow, he is HOT!!!”

“He is cute though, huh?” I said…

I looked over at Sho who was dunking the ball in the goal…

“OOOOOOOHHHHH!!!! Now watsup!!!!” he exclaimed in victory…

“Man fuck,” Rick yelled “Damn B, you couldn’t block that nigga!”

“You cant touch me, son!”

“Fuck that, rematch!”

“Nigga, lets go one on one then!” Sho yelled.

“C’mon then, B…”

Arana passed Rick the ball… Then Rick passed it to Sho. Sho bounced it a few times, then shot it a few feet away from the goal…

It bounced off the rim and rolled over to my feet…

Sho ran over to get it.

He bent down to get it, then slowly stood up once he noticed it was me in front of him.

“Watsup,” he greeted

“Say sho man, c’mon!” Rick called across the court…

“Time out!” Sho said.

He passed the ball back to Rick without taking his eyes off me…

“Awww man c’mon now!!!” Rick yelled.

“I said time out bruh!” Sho yelled. “Watsup Cee.”

“Hey,” I greeted…

“Watsup all the rest of y’all…. Say Cee, I wanna holla at you, c’mere,” he said…

“I’m good,” I said…

I stared Sho at Sho as his eyes wandered over my body.. Like they always did…

He looked down at my chest, my hips, then lastly, my ass…

“Dammmnnn,” he whispered to himself…

“Hellloooo, can’t you look at me for once without starin’ at my fuckin’ ass,” I said…

“No, not really, until it’s mine…”

“Hmmmm, well I guess that means you’ll just keep lookin’ then…” I said.

“I’ma look regardless,” he said, looking me in the eyes, “ cause you something to look at…”

I looked at him, then turned and looked at Laura…

“So, what should I do Laura?” I asked her….

“Just talk to him, I guess,go with him, holla at him…”

I looked back at him…

“So wuzup?” he asked.

“Well, considering that I talked to you at the club, and on the phone last night, I guess it wouldn’t hurt to talk to you now..” I said.

“Alright, c’mere…”

I followed him to a bench on the other side of the basketball court… we sat at a bench that was isolated from everyone else…

“So hey,” Sho said.

“Hey,” I repeated…

“Alright, so like, we gon’ like get this shit started or what?” hen asked..

“I don’t mind Sho, but you seven years older than me though, you twenty one, I’m fourteen, so how that go?” I said…

“Don’t nobody else know, but you, me, and maybe some of your loudmouth ass friends, so watsup, why you so worried bout that age shit anyway, age ain’t nuthin’ but a number, what you scared?”

“Scared?” I took that like it was an insult. “Niggas your age and older approach me everyday…”

And some of them be hot, but Sho was of thee meter!!!

“Wait, be real with me, are you really that young? You really fourteen?” he asked…

“Yeah, I’m like really only fourteen, fo’real,” I said…

“Then how come you built like that?”

“I don’t know. Why you niggas ask me that… I’m shaped this way, cause I just am…”

“You a virgin???”

“That ain’t your business,” I said.

“You need to make it my business if we gon’ be fuckin’ together,” he said.

I gave him a look…

“Now are you a virgin?” he asked again…

“Yeah I’m a virgin and I’m proud of it because soon as a nigga see me they think I’m a straight up give it up hoe, just ‘cause fo the way I’m built… shit I can’t help it if I got a little too blessed,” I said.

He looked at me and smiled.

“I like you,” he said…”you funny and that’s cute… and plus you cute…”

“Tell me something I don’t know,” I teased.

“Girl don’t tell me your li’l ass is conceited…”

“But I got a reason!” I sang. “No, I ain’t conceited… I mean, I love the way I look, and I know niggas do too, who could blame’ em, but… looks don’t last forever,” I said.

“See, and you real, too,” he said…

“But still, we don’t know each other…”

“Like I said, you mite as well get to know me, ‘cause I’m telling’ you, you gon’ see a lot more of me,” he said…

“But when you do get to know me, just know that I got flaws,” I said.

“Everybody do,” he said. “I do.”

I looked Sho up and down wondering what flaw could he possibly have?!!!

“And what’s your flaw…?”

“My name… my real name; girl you don’t know, I’d kill somebody if they call me by my real name… it’s Calvin..” he said.

“What’s wrong with that, that’s a popular name… and I been wanting ot know your real name anyway,” I said.

“You ready to laugh?” he asked. “My whole name is Calvin Bernard McGee…”

I burst into laughter…

“What’s- what’s wrong with that?”

“See, exactly,” he said reffering to the fact that I was laughing… “so tell me what your so called ‘flaw’ is,” he said.

“Well, it’s not really flaws, its just that, I can get a li’l bit of an attitude problem, sometimes,” I admitted.

“Oh really… well I’ma have to take care of that…”

“What?” I asked…

“Yeah you heard me,” he said.

I smiled and playfully rolled my eyes at him.

“I’d like to know how you gon’ do all that…” I said.

“And like I said, you gon’ find out…”

“Oh, ‘cause it sound like I need to…”

Sho glanced over at Laura’nem on the other side of the court…

“Looka your li’l friends over there runnin’ they mouth…” he said.

I looked over at them.

“Look, they lookin’ over here…” he said.

“Probably talking ‘bout us,” I said.

He turned and looked at me…

I looked at him.

We looked each other in the eyes…

“Well, let’s give them something to talk about,” he said.

“Like what?” I asked.

Then its like the next thing you know, we kissing like we was intimate or some shit!!!

This wasn’t my first kiss, but most certainly thee longest… we kissed almost three minutes straight, gasping for breath when we finally stopped…

And I swear, EVERYBODY was looking, Laura’nem, Rick’nem,everybody on the court!!!!

Me and Sho just sat and stared at each other…

“Damn Sho’ son!!!” Rick exclaimed…

“Oh-Oh Cee!!!” Laura yelled…

“OH shit,” I said outloud…

“Whatsup?” Sho asked…

“Nothing, I just don’t want get you in no trouble…” I said.

“We can’t, if we just do it how we want do it-”

“Yeah, but my brother, he ain’t gon’ be feelin’ this shit,” I said…

“Hold up, hold up… what your brother rule you or some shit???” he asked…

“No, but he’s mostly all I got-”

“Look, I just want let you know, I don’t like nobody standing in the way of something I want like fo’real-”

“Well I love my brother, so if you want kick it with me the way you claim you do, you gotta respect that,” I said…

“Alrite, dat’s watsup, all day…”

“No, ‘cause you don’t know what me and my brother been through… you don’t know that,” I said…

“Well then tell me…” he urged.

“My mama…” I started. “She been on drugs for ten years, ever since I wa four- look, I don’t want talk about it, everybody in St. Nick know ‘bout it if they grew up with me, or if they knew Greg, or my mama,”I said. “ I can’t really tell you all of it right now…”

“My mama was on drugs… she was on drugs since I was two… she died when I was like… 13... Then when I was 17, my daddy got killed,” Sho explained…

“Foreal?” I asked. “Who raised you?’

“My grandma, but then she died when I was eighteen, and I was old enough to take care of myself, but my auntie Pam, she took me in.”

“Damn, and I thought I went through some shit… shoot, if it wasn’t for my grandma, thank God she still livin’ and breathin’, ‘cause if it wasn’t for her, I wouldn’t still be with D, and he my everything… I’d be a ward of the state since my mama on drugs, and my daddy, he in jail…”

“Who your daddy is?” he asked.

“Gregory Collins a.k.a “Greg”… he use to run St.Nick since wayyy before I was even born!!! He was doin’ the type of shit that could’ve been on B.E.T. “American Gangster” or something… but when I was four, he went to jail… he got twenty years, for commiting a murder, and plus he got charged with drug trafficking and possession of illegal substances,” I explained. “He lucky he didn’t get life, since they couldn’t really pin him down for the murder…”

“Well damn, so that mean that you’ll be like, twenty four by the time your daddy come home, huh?”

“I hope so… if I’m promised up to then…” I said. “You the first person I ever told this to, since most people know from experiencing it with me…. And, I use to love my daddy too, but now, I could say fuck him and not feel guilty…”

“Uh-Uh, don’t say that… shit, I wish I still had my daddy,” Sho said…

“Dang Sho, you real easy to talk to, I can’t believe I opened up to you like this,” I said.

“I told you you was gon’ get to know me…”

“Yeah but, I think I’m liking on you now,” I admitted.

“Duhhh,” he teased… “Now since we gon’ be official, can I do something?”

“What?” I asked.

“Stand up,” he said…

I stood up and he stood up…

He wrapped his arms around e tight, and then he firmly gripped my booty…

“Damn, its so soft,” he whispered in my ear…

Once he whispered that in my ear, I felt something that I never felt…

And I knew what happened…

When he whispered in my ear, I got this tingly feeling between my thighs. Sho made my panties get wet… and I liked it…

When he released me, I stared into his eyes. I couldn’t believe all thee reactions this dude had on me, outta all niggas…. There was just something special about Sho…

“Um… well I’ma go now,” I said.

“Alrite…”

I walked away from Sho as fast as I could. I went back over by thee girls. Laura dapped me off, and started screaming and hugging me soon as I went back over by them…

“That’s my dawg!!!!” she exclaimed.

“Girlll, they said that he liked you!” Nadia added.

“Alright Cee, I ain’t never hatin’ on you girl, that nigga fine!” Chantal said…

“C’mon y’all, let’s go to the store,” I said.

All of us walked to the cornerstore a few blocks down from the basketball court…

I got me a Snicker’s with a Sprite and a bag of hot Cheetoe’s potato chips.

Laura got a bag of what she calls Chinese noddles in a bag. She liked to eat them raw with the sauce on it and everything, like they were potato chips or some shit… she let me taste it one time and I liked it! She got her a Sprite and some now- and - laters, too.

Then we paid for our shit…

The little Mexican man who owned the store, he had a little crush on me, so he let me and Laura give him a dollar for our stuff we bought. He even let Nadia, Chantal, and Kim get something for free…

“Byeee.” we said as we walked out the store…

“Girl, I still can’t get ready for you and Sho!” Nadia exclained.

“Me neither,” Laura added…

“Y’all act like y’all ain’t never seen me talk to a nigga before…”

“Yeah, but you outa all these li’l boys league round here, now you got a nigga in your league girllll!!!”

“Laura guess how old he is!” I said.

“What?” she asked.

“Twenty one!” I whispered in her ear.

“For real?”

“Yesss!” I said…

“Oh-Oh, Sho want go to jail…” she said.

“Exactly…. His ass older than my fuckin’ brother!!!” “But Sho is hot!”

“And you think I don’t know that? He just got me fucked up… a li’l too soon.”

“Say y’all we goin’ back to the court?” Kim asked.

“No, you know them niggas round there beg too much… they ass gon’ beg soon as they see us,” Laura said.

So we went and chilled by this girl Named Shaneka. Shaneka was a Spanish African- American. Her mama is Spanish and her daddy is black… and you can tell she mixed with something because she looked it, but really and truly, this hoe is blacker than us. What Spanish girl you know with a name like Shaneka?

“Hey Shaneka girl!” we greeted as we sat on the bench with her and her boyfriend Norman…

“Hey y’all” she said…

“Hey Norman,” I said.

“Watsup…” he greeted.

“Where y’all was?” Shaneka asked.

“At the basketball court watching Celicia get her flirt on,” Chantal said.

“With who?” Shaneka asked.

“Dis dude name Sho,” Laura said.

“Oh, I know him, that’s that boy from New Orleans; he tried to holla at me once,” Shaneka said…..

Although I was pretty and all that, some boys actually said Shaneka looked better than me…but a lot of boys also said she didn’t, but hey, if she did, I ain’t hatin’…

“Well, him and Celicia contort goin’ together, so watch out…” Laura said…

“Say Shaneka, I gotta go, I’ma call you later, hear?” Norman said…

“Alrite…”

Norman got up and left…

“Whatsup with you and ol’ boy?” Laura asked…

“We broke up, tryna see if we can just be friends…”

“Girl, exes can never be friends,” I said. “Especially if its something serious…”

“Yes they can… we trying,” she said. “so whats with you and Sho?”

“Nuthin’, we just started talking, that’s it… you’ll see more of us…”

“You know that boy been liked you?” she asked.

“What? How you know?”

“ ‘Cause, when we was chillin’ over here one day, and he saw you walk by, and he just started questioning me about you,” she said. “I’m like damn, I thought you was tryna holla at me…”

“How long he been staying up here?” I asked.

“For like a few weeks, but I think he just moved here for good, ‘cause he was still staying in New Orleans.”

“Oh,” I said…

“Yougon’ be checkin’ on your man huh girl,” Laura said…

“Checking on him? For what? Girl, please…”

But I need to give myself a reality check… Sho was gonna be my first real boyfriend…. A lot of niggas only went with me to fuck me, and I am a little skeptic about Sho, ‘cause I knew he probably just wanted to fuck me too, but I ain’t tryna get down like that!!!!!

“Celicia, let me ask you something.”

“What?”

“You a virgin?” Chantal asked.

“Yessss, I am….” I answered proudly.

“Sho gon’ get that nookie…” she teased.

“Y’all talking ‘bout that too soon, how y’all know if I’ma fuck that boy; please stop…”

“Boy?.. Girl, Shois twenty one years old… he far from a boy…”

“And how you know?”

“’Cause he told me!” she said.

“Well damn, he told you enough…”

She rolled her eyes at me…

“Jealous,” she mumbled…
“For what!!!” I yelled. “I got him… thank you very much…”

“Yeah, but you just got him, I coulda been had him…”

“Bitch, get out my face-”

“Alrite, chill out, we ain’t bout to fight over no nigga, wefighting for respect,” Laura said. “So Shaneka, what you gotta say?…”

“I’m good,” she said.

“What about you Celicia?”

“I’m straight…”

“Alrite, then its cool, squash thast shit before it even become something…”

“Yeah, something stupid,” Nadia added…

“But let’s finish talking ‘bout him,” Chantal said.

“Chantal, come on with that dumb shit!”

“Damn Melph, I’m sorry, but I just want know if Cee gon’ let Sho give her that dick!!!” she said…

“Damn, me and this dude gotta actually have something before we think about all that shit..” I said. “Y’all rushin’ something that aint even nuthin’ yet…”

“So… what if y’all is more than friends, cause that’s what it look like…”

“Well then that’s for us to discuss,” I said.

“C’mon now, you know you want this dude, Celicia!”

“Well I don’t wanna fuck him!!!! Yet…”

I looked at Chantal and smiled.

“Well we been here long enough, can we rollout,” Chantal said.

“Damn y’all was over here, what, five minutes?” Shaneka said.

“So, I wanna go back by the boys…”

“They do not want you,” Kim teased…

“I’m too old for most of they asses anyway.”

“Chantal bitch, you JUST made 19...”

“So, I’m still older than y’all immature asses…” she teased

“Immature!” Laura snapped. “ I ain’t immature, the only immature thing I do is hang with y’all flunkies, now c’mon and let’s go find these other flunkies…”

We all left and went back to the park where the boys was still on the basketball court, but was now smoking weed.

“Lawwwwd… they over here smoking like trains!” Laura exclaimed…

It was Sho, Arana, Brandon, Rick, Wheezy, Joe, Eric, and Robert…

Robert was smoking the blunt, then he passed it to Sho…

“Say Sho son, let me hit that right quick,” Laura said…

Sho took his hit, then passed the blunt to Laura…

“Damn man, how you gon’ come over here askin’ for our weed, you ain’t help pay for it!!! Got niggas skippin’ over me and shit!” Arana said.

“Boy…. Who you talking to?” she asked.

“Nobody,” he said.

“Oh, alright.” Laura said.

Laura took a hit off the blunt then she asked Chantal if she wanted a hit. Chantal, Kim, Shaneka, and even Nadia had a hit…

“You want a hit Cee son?” Laura asked.

“Nope, I’m good…”

As much as people bribed me and pressured me to smoke, I never smoked a day in my life. D would have a reason to kill my ass…

“What Cee, you scared?” Sho asked.

“Hell no,” I snapped…

“She ain’t scared, she just know big brother gon’ tear that ass up,” Rick teased.

“My brother care about me, unlike so many of you niggas who want me so bad!” I said…

“I wanna care about you, Cee.” Sho said.

I looked at him. He looked at me and smiled…

“Hey, you sure you don’t want none of this?” Arana asked me.

“Say man, chill out, she said she don’t want it,” Sho said in my defense. “But give that bitch to me!” he said.

Sho got the blunt from Arana and took a long hit. I watched as all them got loaded off of that weed. Looking at them geeking made me only want to avoid smoking weed because they were higher than planes and looked like a bunch of assholes laughing for no apparent reason…

“Y’all is too loaded,” I said.

“You know you want get high, too.” Rick said.

Arana started singing: “I get high, high, high…”

Everybody (except me) burst to laughter.

“Boy you stupid!!!!” Laura said.

Then the dumbest part about it, they kept smoking after goin through like two blunts…

Laura was the first one to get a hit off the new blunt.

“C’mon Cee, just try it,” she urged. “And if you don’t want it, I won’t try to give it to you no more…” she promised.

“Alright, one time,” I said…

She placed the blunt between my to fingers. I slowly bought it to my lips, then I thought for a moment… and kept going…

It was less than an inch away from my lips, until my phone started vibrating and scared the hell outta me…

“OH Shit!!!” I yelled.

It scared me sooo bad that I dropped the blunt on the ground!

“Damn Cee!!!!!” everyone yelled.

Rick dodged to the ground and picked it up…

“My bad,” I said as I answered my phone. “Hello?”

“You bring your li’l fast ass home!!!!” D yelled.

“HUH? What???” I asked.

“Bitch, don’t what me, come home!”

Hold up, D… don’t call me no bitch, I’m still your li’l sister…”

CLiCK!!!

He hang up in my face…

“Cee, watsup?” Laura asked, noticing the look of disappointment on my face.

“D told me to come home…” I said.

“Damn…” Laura pulled out her phone and looked at the time. “It’s only a li’l after six!!! We only been outside for a few hours, it’s still early!!!”

“He mad at me, I don’t know why, but… look, I gotta go…”

With a look of disappointment on my face, I turned and walked off…

“Say Celicia!” I heard somebody yell behind me.

I never looked back, I just kept on walking until they caught up…

“Dammn li’l baby, you couldn’t wait on a nigga?” Sho asked. “Watsup? What’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” I lied…

“C’mon, you gotta at least talk to me, you is my girl right.. Or at least you will be right?”

He wrapped his arm around my waist.

“Maybe, maybe not…” I said.

“Wait, why am I asking you if you gon’ be my girl, you IS my girl…”

I looked at Sho…

“C’mon now, I still barely know you, I can’t believe you even had the heart to kiss me like that earlier today… that was putin’ your life on the line right there,” I said.

“What?” he asked. “Putting my life on the line???”

“You must really think my brother ain’t ‘bout his shit.” I said. “I think you should do some research or some shit… look up Greg Collins… google him… then, go ask these niggas about my brother, you’ll see similarities…. And a lot of ’em.” I added.

“Well,” he said. “So I guess your brother getting in my way then…”
“What’s that suppose to mean?” I asked.

“I’m ’bout my shit,too.” he said.

“My brother sent a lotta niggas runnin’ he ain’t scared of nuthin’ or nobody,” I defended D…

“Neither am I, so tell them niggas I’ll be here when they come for me,” he said reciting a line from a Li’l Wayne song…

“Oh so you bitin’ on Wayne shit, huh?” I asked. “When They Come For Me,” I said calling out the title of the song…

“Girl, what you know ’bout all that?”

“I’m a Wayne fanatic… go straight to the internet to cop his new shit, yea digg!”

“Oh, so you bootleggin’ that man shit?” he teased.

“Nooo,” I said. “I support him, I love him… I just go on the internet to listen to all his mixtapes and shit…”
“That’s watsup,” he said…”If you on Wayne like that, you shoulda been from New Orleans!!!!”

“No, ’cause then I’d probably know you,” I teased.

“Well you know me now…”

“Exactly,” I said.

“Oh, that’s cold!” he said once he caught on.

“Get eith it now Calvin…”

“Say, don’t be saying my real name like that girl, them feds mite be lookin’ for me,” he said….

I looked at him and laughed.

“Boy, you is stupid…” I said.

“Say though, we need to spend time with each other now,” he said.

“I hope we can…”

We reached the project building that I lived in. then I turned and faced Sho.

“Sho look, my brother inside, and I don’t want him to see you, ’cause then he’d really trip, so like, will I see you some other time?” I asked…

“Fucken right, you know where to find me… I’m wherever the hood at,” he said.

I kissed Sho on the cheek…

“Alright, bye,” I said.

“No bay, see you later,” he corrected…

I waved at him as he walked off. I walked inside and didn’t even see my brother anywhere…

“Oh D!” I yelled through the house. “I’m home!”

All of a sudden, while I was on my way to my room, D dragged me in the living room, by my hair!

“OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!” I screamed.

“Shut up!” he yelled.

He released my hair and pushed me on the sofa…

“What did I do!” I asked while my eyes were watering up.

“Maurice told me he saw you hugged up and kissin’ on some nigga in the park earlier today!!!!” he yelled. “What the fuck is your problem! You know what, what’s that nigga name, where he stay at, huh?!!” he yelled…

“D calm down!!!” I begged.

“How I’ma calm down, knowin’ a nigga had his hands all over my sister, with his fucking tongue down your throat!!!! Celicia Marie Collins, don’t-”

“What??!!!” I yelled. :”Celicia Marie Collins???” I jumped up from the sofa and charged up to D, “You ain’t my fuckin’ daddy D, you mite be my brother but you not my daddy Donovan! Greg wasn’t here to do shit for me, so I don’t need you tryna fill in his shoes!” I had tears streaming down my face… “And I don’t appreciate you calling me a bitch, ’cause that shit hurted my fucking feelings!!!!” I screamed.

He wrapped his arms around me and gave me a tight hug…

“I know; and I’m sorry,” he said. “but you my baby sister, I gotta protect you…”

“You not tryna protect me, you tryna be like greg and you know that neither of us need that,” I said. “Plus, mama ain’t even tryna get clean; she tried to get Brandon to sell her some shit rite in front of me!”

“What?” D yelled. “Brandon sellin’ shit to my mama???”

“D it don’t even matter…. Marie gon’ do what she want do, so lets not even trip…”

He released me from his hug…

“Listen Celicia, I love you…. And you so beautiful and shit, and damn, it kills a nigga to know that grown ass men tryna get at his baby sister… the li’l girl who use to throw toys at him and shit….I didn’t mean to hurt you, but you so well developed and shit… I just don’t want hae to kill a nigga over you, so I’m sorry, alright?” he said.

“Yeah…” I said…

He kissed me on the forehead.

“Now I gotta go get some update on this nigga who I’m beefing with,” he said

“What?” I asked. “Who?”

“I don’t know, some nigga name Sho…”

Once D said that, it felt like somebody had just dropped a bomb on me…

“Sho?” I said.

“Yeah, why you know him?” he asked.

“No,” I lied. “Why?”

“Because… I never even saw this nigga before, but the dude must really want it with me, dis nigga was shooting at me, Maurice, and George the other night, so I’m out looking for dude, and I think he kick it with Brandon ’nem, which is why I don’t want you hangin’ with them two- faced motherfuckers, so stay inside,” he said.

“Alright…”

He walked out the front door, and I went to my room…

That was strange, I thought…

Sho and my brother got beef??? How? Why? Since when? And if they do, why Sho never said shit???

Now I knew we really couldn’t be together…
I would really want to tell Laura this short notice information, but this was something I knew I’d have to keep to myself…