December 17th, 2004 - Harlem, New York
Christopher Brown.
"Today's the day bruh!" Trey chimed to me at four in the morning. As we got up getting for our start of the day.
"I know man, can't wait to get outta here."
Trey's the only one who knows I'm leaving. Who else needs to know? With the help of the guards defending my case against Jackson, which they don't fuck with either, I didn't get extra time. And I'm actually being let out early on good behavior. We were taken from our cells with the other inmates for showers.
"Better not forget me either man." He draped his arm around my shoulder as we walked.
"Nah man, put me on the visitation list. I'ma come up here and see you. Might even bring 'lil bit to come meet you. Plus you know I'm picking you up once you get out. We discussed this. I'm taking you back to Virginia." I chuckled at him.
"Thanks man, that means allot." He flashed a smile at me.
"I got you." I smiled back. "Now let's get to the showers before someone gets the good shower spot!" I back handed his chest as we jetted off in front of everyone.
It's funny because today is the day Phabiola gets out of school for winter break and she gets out early. I remember because I remember what we did exactly a year from now when she did. I took her to Coney Island. Time flies so fast. Austin and Keeis are coming to get me, and they're gonna drop me off at Phabi's school.
We got there first and the guards handed us new soap, shampoo, a rag and towels. Walking over to the locker room, we started to strip. This was our first shower in about a week because our unit was on shut down. Someone, had been sneaking in contraband and we all got punished. No types of hygiene for a damn weak.
"Man I can't wait to get in the shower and wash this mane." Trey chuckled dropping his pants.
"Yeah my shit is too long. I love MJ and all but I'm not trying to be the newest member to Jackson 5!" I laughed wrapping my towel around my bare waist, we grabbed our shower shit and went to the good showering spot.
Reason this shower spot is so bomb is cause the water gets hot for you here. Like real hot. We put our towels on the shower wall divider and turned the water on.
"Shit this water feel so damn good! Feel like I just busted the best nut of my damn life!" Trey cheered.
"You so damn dumb. Move the fuck over! My shower head ain't turn on yet!" I nudged him with my shoulder getting some of the water.
"Aight that's enough b, I gotta wash my hair." He said moving under the head with me.
"Shit, me too nigga." I put my curly fro under the water. Then my shower head turned on.
"Finally dammit." I mumbled washing my hair with the shampoo under the shower head.
"Aye man, you should keep your hair like that man. You got good hair." Trey said ruffling his fingers through my curls.
"Hell no nigga, I don't do hair." I raked my fingers through my hair.
Then I started a scrub-a-dub-dubbing. I felt so damn dirty and it was not about shit. Washing all over my damn body.
I turned to Trey to see him scrubbing down. He turned his attention to me stuck his tongue out at me.
"Be careful where you stick yo tongue out at. You never know who's watching." I lurked around the shower full of inmates to make Trey laugh.
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Fanfic"Phabi, you know I hate to write. Fuck, why do you think I dropped out of Highschool? But I made you a promise. I promised I'd do anything to make you happy. And if that means writing you a story then so be it. My little Edgar Allen Poe." I began re...
