Broke Luxury (A Jacquees Short Story) #Wattys2016

(10) Saved by the I

Jacquees

"Do you need a ride, sir?" An old woman asked me as I walked along a long road. I don't know how long I had been walking.

I gladly got in. That shit about strangers picking you up didn't bother me right now. I was tired, hungry, cold, and thirsty.

I knew I looked like shit. I had fought so many niggas and the once fresh red blood had dried into a brown stain. Thank God the old woman's eyesight was horrible.

"Where am I?" I asked her and she adjusted her glasses.

"Oh, a small city just outside of Egypt. It's really beautiful during the sunrise." She rambled and my eyes popped out of my head.

"I need to get back to America, right now." I stated the obvious, but I had no money and I'm pretty sure it's late at night.

"America you say? Now where is that?" She asked squinting at the road.

I groaned and let my head fall back on the headrest as she rambled on about God knows what.

How the hell am I gonna pull this off? I don't have any money and I'm pretty sure this woman isn't willing to give me any money to fly home. There was absolutely no way I could steal a car and drive because you had to fly across the water.

"I need to get to the airport." I told the woman and she looked at her watch.

"There won't be any flights tonight. You'll have to wait."

"Just take me now. I'll wait." I wasn't going home with this woman. I didn't know her nor did I trust her. I would find a way on a plane.

"But you're all dirty." She pointed out and I knew she was right but I didn't care.

"I have an extra shirt in the back seat. Put it on." She instructed and I stretched my arm behind me, feeling around for the shirt.

I pulled it from under a tote bag and eyed it. It was black and had "Flawless" written in script, pink, sparkly letters.

I groaned and slid the too tight shirt on anyway.

When we pulled up the airport, she wished me luck and I was on my way. I was fortunate that the old lady didn't try anything. She may have been old, but I don't cancel out anybody.

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I was slumped and hopeless. I couldn't sneak into the airport or get past security.

"Yo Quee!" I heard a familiar voice. Issa instantly seemed like my guardian angel. "Dude, your shirt is pretty gay."

I chuckled. "Fuck you. What you doing out here?"

"Man, I was out here with some lil broad but she dipped on me." He shrugged. "What you doing out here? You look like shit."

"It's a long ass story, but I'm trynna get home. Help me man." I was desperate at this point.

"You know I got your back. You my cousin." He wrapped his arm around my neck as we walked to the desk to get my information.

An hour later, I was on my way home.

I know I had hell of explaining to do. I know I fucked up. I know Sasha probably ain't even gone want to talk to a nigga. I can't act like I didn't fuck up before I got taken. I know by now Kerrie had told her what I had done. I screwed up everything. I don't even know if the girl I got pregnant is really pregnant by me.

Another thing I had coming was Kale, Cal, Peaches, Saphire, Jade, my momma, and Sasha's momma. I was in for hella ass whoopings and questions. I would go through it all if it meant Sasha forgiving me and letting me back in.

"What's on your mind hoe?" Issa interrupted my thoughts.

"You always talking shit with yo' bug eyes looking ass."

"Boy, I'm about to get yo ashy scalp ass!" He exclaimed. "You undergrown ass man."

"Ohhhh, boy yo' toes look like razor blades."

"You twinkle toes ass nigga!"

I pinched my nose. "Stop talking. Ya breath smell like fart."

We both laughed for a minute and settled down.

"But seriously. What's on your mind. You've had this distant ass look in your eyes the whole time." He asked not looking over at me.

"Man, I did some fucked up shit before I was brought out here." I looked out the window. "Now, I'll have to face hell and back."

"Well, if they really love you, they'll just make you go through hell and not back."

I laughed at him. "Shut the hell up."

"I'm serious. If they love you, they'll chew into your ass and then let it be." He shrugged. "Things will never be the same though."

"I know. I just love her so much. She had my child and we've been through so much shit, but in the end, she never gave up on me."

"Yeah, I met her before. She mad funny."

I smiled just thinking about her. "Yeah. She's goofy as hell."

"Well, let's get some sleep. We'll be there in no time."

I leaned my head back against the seat. I slowly let out a deep breath and shut my eyes.

Not too fond of this chapter, but whatever.

Awwwww, Issa to the rescue!

What do you think everyone's reaction will be when Quee comes back?

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toodles,

-jp!