I'm Back!!!! Yes all the rumors are true that I'm back. So I noticed I did not have a one shot for one more minute. I was listening it last night and saw vision. So let's get back into action!!!
No One's P.O.V
Stuff was still rocky between Tiana and Hakeem. Nothing was the same since Hakeem getting shot or the lost of their daughter. There was minimum communication between them unless it was about Bella and Prince.
Jamal: Get Up. (Throwing a pillow at Hakeem)
Hakeem: (halfway sleep) Damn Mal. Chill out.
Jamal: Get cha ass up. It's almost 1.
Hakeem: No it's not.
Jamal: Yes it is so get up.
Hakeem: (sits up) You act like I got somewhere to be.
Jamal: You need to go talk to Tiana.
Hakeem: (rubs face) She ain't fucking with me right now Mal.
Jamal: Cut out all the drinking and bullshit. The maybe she will.
Hakeem: (mumbles) Yeah, whatever.
Jamal: Keem (sighs) (sits next to him) I know stuff been crazy for you. Hell for all of us. We just want to help you the best way possible.
Hakeem: Y'all don't act like it.
Jamal: Yes we do. But how can we help you when you obviously don't want it?
Hakeem: Mal you're not the one who got shot and lost part of your lung. You didn't lose your baby girl. You didn't embarrass yourself in front of the whole world.
Jamal: I might not have experienced everything you've been through, but I understand.
Hakeem: (smacks lips) Naw you don't.
Jamal: Yes I Do. Remember Freda shot me.? I was fighting for my life just you. And I had the fear of getting back on stage just like you. And I coped with by popping pain pills, just like you using alcohol.
Hakeem: But you didn't lose a child. (Looks at him)
Jamal: Naw I didn't. (Looks at him) Hakeem (gcto)
Hakeem: Here I am sleeping on your couch. Living with you! Bella's without Anika. My career is probably over with, and on top of that I lost a lung and child. (Air punch) Our Empire is gone Mal. I'm trying to stay a float, but I'm drowning.
Jamal: Keem you got to let that shit out.
Hakeem: How? Talk to a therapist? I ain't doing that wack ass shit.
Jamal: The best way we Lyons know how. Write down what you're truly feeling inside (points to Hakeem's chest). Write all of that down and I bet you will have a hit. (Gets up) Want come with me to Ma's and Pa's?
Hakeem: Naw I'm straight.
Jamal: Alright. Lock up if you leave. (Walks away)
Hakeem sat there just thinking and reflecting. He started to picture these dreams he's been having. The verses that's been going through his mind the entire time. Hakeem grabbed the nearest note pad and pen. The lyrics just flowed onto the paper.
Hakeem: One more minute. (Bobbing head up and down). One more minute. (Stops and grabs phone) (makes call) Aye meet me in an hour........yeah....cool. (Hangs up)
