🥀In Loving Memory🥀

Chapter 10

"So how did you and my mother even get together? It always seemed like you were friend zone," Huelene asked Huey as he smirked.

"You see, that's an interesting story to tell," Huey spoke looking a bit guilty. Huelene had noticed Huey's body language and frowned at him.

"What did you do?" Huelene asked.

"I didn't do anything, I was doing what I always do, and she had a problem with that," Huey defended.

"What do you mean she had a problem with that?" Huelene questioned.

"Okay, I was always getting hit on by girls, and it took me a while to realize Jazmine didn't like that," Huey explained.

"What do you mean you didn't realize? I realized that when you told the story about how you were messing around with some girl named Jessica," Huelene strongly questioned.

"I thought she was pissed off at me because I forgot to meet up with her after school," Huey argued.

"I mean yeah, but her staring down the girl until she left gave it away," Huelene argued back.

"Well, how was I supposed to notice that, I was high as fuck!" Huey honestly spoke.

"Huey, I think a blind person can notice that she was clearly jealous," Huelene scold.

Huey just rolled his eyes and shook his head.

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We were at this party the whole gang got invited to. I remember Hiro was DJ-ing and most of the school was there. I forgot what the party was about. There were always some rich popular kids always trying to win something in high school, for instance, homecoming, prom, president, beauty queen, captain, or just trying to throw the best parties in general.

Of course, the music was loud, the liquor was strong, and there was smoke either downstairs in the basement or outside.

Since I was the driver I didn't drink. Well, to be fair, I didn't drink in the first place.

The thing I had to keep myself from doing was getting held up by a girl or smoking too much weed.

I remember being in the backyard of the mansion. It was enormous! I was smoking and going about my business. I only knew a few of the people there because I smoked with them, had oral sex with them, cheated on my paper in class, or they were associates of my friends.

A lot of the girls I fucked around with were approaching me. I had small talk with them, but they wanted more than small. They kept trying to fuck with me, but I wasn't giving in because if I did fuck with them then it would blow my cover on trying to lay on the down-low.

But in the end, they all had left and went back to the party. It was this one girl named Jezebel who was also a good lay and she was actually friends with Jazmine. They had seemed to get along in my case.

I did it with her my freshman year of high school, and I remember at one point, I use to think I had to like my own race.

Because the times were similar to what we have now. If a black man, such as myself, liked a white or mixed-race female like Jazmine, I would be shamed and appear to be betraying the beautiful black women.

I didn't want to seem that way, so I usually stuck with the black girls at my school or in my area. It just made things easier on me that way.

Then I noticed black men dating white or mixed-race women, and it didn't seem so bad. People weren't as harsh on the girls because they didn't have any bad intentions. So I began experimenting to see what I liked.