A Thousand Nights

Chapter 4: "New Person"

I'm not one to dwell on the past. Sometimes I wish I really could start over and be Huey St James. I like to think I'm learning from my past mistakes, but then I end up making those same mistakes, but I swear... in the moment, It all feels so right. It's like your filter changes and you can't see things the way you normally would, usually because you're intoxicated by your own emotions. And this chick's cleavage is very visually intoxicating.

"Hola, Earth to weirdo! You want something?!" She says and I just realized I've been staring at her chest and I think that "hola" made my legs tremble.

"Oh uhhh, I'm really sorry, I must have the wrong apartment. I was looking for a Damian and you're very clearly not Damian-" I try to leave but she interrupts me.

"Yo, if you wanna do a song with Dayzee, then next time, call first. But we could really use the guap, so-" she grips my arm, my legs haven't stopped shaking and I'm not quite following what's happening right now. "- why don't you come on in? It's last second, but I'm sure we could work something out." She whispered that last part into my ear and now I'm 100% positive this is a porno.

I do what parents have been telling us not to do and I enter this stranger's apartment, only it's not a stranger's apartment, because I see Damian sitting on the couch, playing 2K.

"I swear this ref is fucking blind, on what fucking planet is- OHHHH SHIT! BRO, WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE??" He shouts while standing up to hug me and he's in his underwear. 

"Oh, Alexa, this here is-" 

"Huey. I'm Huey. Nice to meet you." I extend my hand for a handshake and she bats her eyes and what happened to all that affection she was showing me?

"Soooo, you're not looking for a feature? Great." She says great, but she rolls her eyes at me and stares a hole into Damian's soul which makes me think it's not great.

"You know, the world doesn't just move. There's forces in that shit!" She states and I notice the heart tattoo on her middle finger when she holds it up at us before storming into the kitchen.

"Ummm, okay... who the heck is that, who the fuck is Dayzee, please put on some pants and who the heck is that???" I demand.

"That's my girl, Alexa. I'm Dayzee. No and finally, that's my girl, Alexa." He answers.

"Now, what are you doing here, you haven't been answering your phone. Bel's worried sick and she thinks you hurt yourself. Also, who the fuck is Huey?" He punches my arm.

"I'm Huey. At least for now... it's a lot and... I don't wanna talk to Bel right now." I reply.

"Okie dokie, but you still haven't told me why you're here."

"Can I stay with you?" I put my hands on his shoulders.

"How long?" 

"For...ever?" I finish.

I give him a quick recap of the last three days and he tells me all about him and Alexa. Apparently, they met through Alexa's older brother who's a producer. Damian's a rapper now and he met her at a party where he was perfoming. He's actually pretty good, but he's been struggling as of late and his girlfriend resorted to charming guys into doing features with him. It nearly worked on me and I can't even rap. He tells me I can stay with them as long as I produce his beats and Alexa insists I help around with chores and stuff. So here it is, a clean slate. A brand new beginning. Like a reboot almost, but unlike most, a good one. Alexa throws out my KFC and she's now my mortal enemy. Aside from Abomination. Wonder how he's doing. I should keep a list of mortal enemies.

1. Isabella

2. Abomination 

3. Alexa 

4. Saturdays 

It's a good start. I nestle into the blanket they gave me for the couch and play "South of Heaven" by Virgil through my new headphones. There's inexplicable movement inside the cushions that I don't think I want explained and I hope I dream about her.