Past Love

Chapter 6: Training

Saturday May 21st, 2005

5:30pm

Tyrone

I was at the Ironman boxing gym on Olive street training for my fight. With a little over a month before the fight I had to prepare and I had to train. This fight against Andre "Bonez" Tarver was going to be tough and I knew that was in the first fight but come July 4th I'm definitely going to be the Supreme boxing Federation world champion. I couldn't get my mind off what happened with me and Jahmelle a few days ago. I still can't get over him slapping me, maybe I was out of pocket with him though and maybe I did deserve it.

"Hey, that's Tyrone Wilson over there." I heard someone say. "Hey Tyrone how's it going? My name is Paul Blake and this is my friend Cedric Benson.

"Yeah we're big fans of yours. Can we get an autograph or a picture with you?" Cedric asked.

"Yeah man, sure that's no problem."

"So Tyrone, are you ready for your fight on July 4th against Andre?" Cedric asked

"Well to be honest it's going to be a tough fight because Andre is no walk in the park. I've been scouting him after watching his matches. He's definitely going to give me a hard time, but I hope to win the World title." I told them.

"Smile!" Paul said as he took the shot. "Thanks, I appreciate that. Anyway we won't hold you up, we'll let you get back to working out but good luck on the 4th." He said.

"Thank you, that means a lot & when I win I'll definitely give both of you a shout-out. Y'all can bank on that." I told them. After that I went back to working out working on a punching bag and then I moved on to weights then around 6:45pm I finished up. After that I took a quick shower and then got my gym bag and hopped into the car and headed down to the corner store that was near the house, Kash's corner store.

"Well Mr. Big time superstar what are you doing here? In my corner store?"

"Don't play with me, man. I'm not even a celebrity. Not at all. I'm just a regular average everyday person like you."

"You lying bro, That's some BS bro and you know it. You know it."

"How am I lying though?"

"You know you are lying. Quit playing. You're a big time celebrity. Come back here all blinged out with that chain on your neck and that gold watch, that gold Rolex right there, yeah and you are on TV and you say you are not a celebrity, yeah right."

"Yeah, you might be right about that." I said laughing. "Anyway, can I get a couple bottles of Ciroc? And a couple of funyuns?

You know you and your boy Jahmelle have the exact same type of taste. He loves himself some funyuns. Speaking of him, have you talked to him lately?"

"Honestly, man, not really, especially after he slapped me the other day."

"Wait, he slapped you, why?"

"Because knowing me....."

"Knowing you it was because you said some stupid shit that you shouldn't have said right?"

"Yeah man pretty much. Now I gotta figure out how to make it up to him."

"And that's why your ass is getting all of this stuff right now, ain't it?" He laughed again. "Well, he'll come around eventually. Both of y'all are as thick as thieves. Y'all always come back together no matter what. I'm sorry that all this had to happen for you to come back to Saint Louis though. By the way, give your mom my condolences and also I just wanna let you know personally, that I'm sorry for your loss." He said.

After me & Kash talked for a little while longer I headed over to Jahmelle's place over on Roberts Ct. I was trying to figure out what to say because as soon as I went to the door I knew he was shut in my face or he would not even open it. I sat there for a good five minutes before I went to the porch and knocked.

{Knocking} "Who is it?" I heard him say.

"Hey man, it's me. Can you open the door so we can talk?"

"I have nothing to say to you Tyrone, go away. And I mean it."

"Really dude, you're mad at me? You're the one who slapped me. If anything, I should be mad at you!"

I heard him let out a huge sigh and then open the door. "Go ahead and make it quick Tyrone and leave because I don't wanna see you right now." He closed the door and looked at me. "And just for your information the reason I slapped you is because I was helping Damon out, Not because of pity or some sort of guilt for not helping Shawn out. Right now Shawn has nothing to do with this. I wish I could have helped Shawn but I couldn't but now, right now I'm doing everything I can to help this person. I'm doing everything I can to help Damon out. I really want to help Damon better himself and be everything he can be so don't get that twisted at all." He said.

Man I don't know what it is but when he talks passionately like that he does nothing but turn me on. I could see the fire in his eyes. The anger and the rage and It did nothing but turn me on even more in return. I looked at him and he looked at me and he calmed down after a few seconds.

"You know Jahmelle when you talk like that it's just.....wow i don't know what to say at all." I began to tell him. "When I see your eyes light up like that man, you have something on your mind. It's definitely no changing it, but in a way, that's what attracts me to you, that's what I like about you." I said smiling, then he started blushing. "Don't blush, that's a good thing." I told him.

"Well thanks, I guess." He began. "Don't think that this means you're off the hook or anything, I'm still pissed at you, with your slick ass." He told me.

"Well we gotta see what we can do about that." I said as I walked up to him and got close to him, our faces inches apart. "I really want to kiss you right now."

"I know you do Tyrone, I know." He said leaning in and giving me a peck on the lips. "There you go." He said smiling.

"No, not like that." I rolled my eyes. "Like this." I said as we began to kiss passionately.

Our tongues explored each other's mouths and the kiss was so intense, I could feel my heartbeat increasing with every passing second, after about what seemed like an eternity our lips parted.

"Damn!" Was all Jahmelle could say after that.

End Of Chapter 6