LENA POV
"Honey, you have to calm down okay? You have to." I try to relax Julius as I gently pat his face for he has scratches on his cheek and neck. I had my own set of scratches on my arm from Stef whom I had to stop from killing my friend.
"I can't, baby! How am I supposed to!?! HOW IS THIS OK?? HOWWWW?! And forget hives, they are the least of my worries right now! The least!!! Because that SKANK is banging my sister!!! Did you see?! Did you not see the sex oozing from LUCY?! What is happening?! What world or alternate universe are we living in?! DO YOU KNOW?!" He asks, so beside himself it breaks my heart.
"I don't, but I know you are upset and Lucy will come to her senses once she's sober, and then you can talk to her. Okay? But I want you to calm down." I say softly as I take his hand.
"I can't. I think I'm having a full blown heart attack, Queen! My chest has never hurt like this! God, it hasn't! I need a paper bag or an oxygen tank!" He grabs his chest as he gasps for air, and I look in his eyes.
"Julius!" I shake him as he looks at me.
"And I need to fix my glasses! You see? She broke them! And my face! How do I explain my face to my men? I hate her! Do you understand what hate means? HATE! HATE! HATE!!"
"I am not fond of her either, but you have to calm down before you really do have a heart attack!" I say louder in a stern voice as I try to get through to my friend, but it's hard because he doesn't seem to hear a single word I'm saying right now.
"I feel it, Lena! I feel my heart caving in, and I can't breathe!!! I can't! The room is spinning, baby, it's spinning andddd...." He says even more dramatically as he suddenly collapses, almost falling to the floor passed out, but I catch him in my arms in time as I shake my head and drag him over to the nearby sofa.
I take his shoes off now as I prop his feet up on pillows and drag a fan over to blow on him as I sigh and rub my forehead. Tonight was a complete and utter nightmare, but I should have known that any party, Stefanie Foster threw would be. I shouldn't have taken Julius there at all. I know him, and I know how he can't seem to handle the fact that his baby sister was grown. I knew they were close, but the fact that she's an adult now was throwing him for a giant loop. Plus the fact that it seemed she took a liking to Stef as well.
Of course, since I didn't see Tess, my mind wanders all over the place scared half to death for her because that party was filled with NOTHING but drugs and sex and god I don't even know what else, and I wish Tess would make better choices. Maybe if I had been a better friend to her she would have and, I don't know. I can't afford to sit here and feel sorry for myself as I hear the phone ring. Ignoring it I grab a damn cloth and run it over Julius sweaty forehead as he seems to come to.
"You okay there, Julius?" I look at him as he shakes his head and squints his eyes.
"What...what happened, Queen? My head hurts," he groans as I help him to his feet and he rubs his eyes.
"You damn fainted, and I tried to catch you. Let's get you to your bed, Jules. None of this is good for your health. None of it," I say firmly as I wrap my arm around his waist and help him walk.
"Oh where am I? Who am I? What is going on?" He asks again as we make it to his room which he had left the AC running in and for which I'm grateful as I help him to his bed and take his shoes off.
"It's been a very long day and night, Julius. I'm helping you go to sleep. I'll bring you a glass of water, okay?" I quickly say as he nods and lays on his side, silent tears now running down his face as I sigh and shake my head for I have my own damn headache. I did feel bad for him, very bad because I can only imagine it had not been easy to see his sister like that. Hell it wasn't really easy for me considering she had been such a sweet girl when she arrived not to long ago.
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Streetlife
FanfictionThis story takes place in the early 1980's during the time when crime, drugs, corruption, pimps, prostitution, and the Aids virus plagued the streets of New York City and 42nd street. This gritty novel tells the lives of friends, and rivals who str...