Oakland

Return of Clyde

Sorry for all the mistakes.
|Israel Houston|

I ran my hand through my hair as I sat in the pick-up lane watching as people passed by to see their loved ones or friends. I was waiting for my best friend to appear through those double doors. The anticipation was killing me and the last thing I wanted to do was be kept from him any longer. It's been too long since I've seen him. It was about to be live in Oakland once Saudi arrives. We were about be causing chaos wherever we're to go.

I pulled out my phone texting him to see how much longer it would be. He replied and told me another thirty minutes since he still couldn't find his bags. I groaned and decided to circle back around since these fake wannabe security gaurds wanted to harass me about being in line to long. As soon as I got back I rolled my windows down and turned my car off. Gas was too expensive for me. Obama brung the price down but I don't have money like that. I put my head down and scrolled through my phone on Insta. I swear these little kids about to have some people going to jail. Especially these young ass girls. Looking older than me.

"Ma'am I already told you, you can't stay right here you have to move."Here we go again. I'm about to pop off. I placed my phone done shaking my head as I started to talk.

"Nigga, I just got out the damn line. Y'all fake ass wanna be security guards are going to leave me alone before I fucking get someone on y'all."I finally lifted my head up to see which one of these niggas it was.

"Who the fuck are going to get little girl?"I all but jumped out the car to run and give him to tackle him to the ground.

"You nigga. I thought it would be another half hour."

"You know I love surprising you."

"No you love seeing me worked up."I popped the trunk so he could put his bags in.

"Ma'am you two need to hurry it up other people are waiting to go."This fat ass white security guard told me walking up like he was feeling froggish. His hand was placed on the pepper spray as if he was going to use it. I wish his ass would.

"Shut the fuck up you rent a cop, I go when I feel like it and I wish yo ass would do something about it."

"Calm down and get in the car."

"You can shut the fuck up too."I mumbled as I did as I was told and got in. I mugged the fuck out of that security guard and shot him a bird before pulling off. I heard him muble shit in Greek knowing damn well I didn't understand him."Say that shit in english Muhummad."

"Keep ya damn eyes on that fucking notebook and worry about yo ass."He laughed a little as I turned my head back to my notebook trying to focus on what I was writing. Saudi grabbed the aux cord to put his phone on Pandora and let the articulate words of Kendrick Lamar was spit out into our ears. The Blacker the Berry to be exact. I loved Kendrick Lamar next to J.Cole. The way he turned the hate thrown at him into something humorus. He was shittng on all these hating ass niggas. I bopped my head lightly mummbling a few words here and there.

"You still write?"He asked referring to my poetry and rants.

"A little here and there it's nothing."It really wasn't but because it was Saudi he always made a big fuss about it. His hand reached over trying to grab it as he repeatedly looked between me and the road."Chill."

"Let me see it."

"No, keep yo fucking eyes on the damn road Samir. You're not about to kill me!"Lord why did I let this boy drive?