Street Prophecy

Chapter 8

Backing  out of the drive way and getting back into to traffic Biggie turns the music up and heads to our next destination. We had to go pick up this coke before 11 a.m. but traffic was becoming busy. " Ma'am you might want to call the supply and let them know we will be a little late", One Shot said. I reach for my cell phone out of my pocket and dial in the supplies number. We will most likely be 30 to 20 minutes late and I knew that might be a problem. "No. We're not going to be late", I say putting the phone down," Biggie take this excite off of  the highway right here", I say and he does as told. I know a shortcut, I had walked these streets so many times I knew my way around. "When you get to the light make this turn on the right", I say and he  makes the right turn. As we ride ,now it's a straight shot to our destination and I look out the window seeing the old apartment complex I used to stay in. I don't know how it's possible but they already look worse than they did before. I can see the old park with kids playing and climbing on the poles where the swings used to be. The same local drug dealers on the corner giving supply to the fiends. I don't miss that life, or the memories that apartment held. I thought of my mother from time to time, hoping she was okay, and maybe even that she would miss me, but I knew that was unlikely. As we drive past the apartment complex and get closer to our destination One Shot turns around and looks at me. " Taylor you alright", she said. " Uhm, yeah I'm good just ready to get down to business", I reply back. "Okay well if you look under your seat there should be another brief case, you take the money and pay them while I get the coke, and we're done for the day", One Shot said. I look off into the window and mentally prepare to get to work.

         We finally arrive at this abandoned spot with buildings all around. Getting out of the car the  smell of old medal hits my nose and I can taste it in the air and in my mouth. A limo pulls up right on time and a young woman gets out of the car with a male body guard walking in front of her. One Shot and I walk towards them with our brief case in hand and we meet them half way. " I see they sent a women to do there dirty work this time, you must be the one the streets are talking about, well I'm  Leena", the lady said as she extended her hand for me to shake. She was absolutely beautiful, I could tell she was Cuban. She had long pretty thick curls and a body any man would love. " Nice to meet you, I'm Taylor", I say shaking her hand. "Now. Let's get down to business. I've got the money do you have what I need", I say. "Straight to business, I like it. Yes I've got what you, need ", she motions her hand to her body guard and he hands One Shot the brief case in his hand. When I see he's done that I hand the Leena the brief case I had. "Pleasure doing business", I say turning to walk away but she stops me.

            " I see these men have taught you to keep it short and sweet before things get ugly. You learn quick for someone who's new to this game", Leena said stopping me in my tracks. I turn back around and face her, I needed to hear what she had to say. "These men will try to degrade you and make you feel disgusted before they give you trust, keep your head up like you have been and  you'll be fine. Don't let anyone try to play with your money or product and you'll make it. Most of all think ahead, not just for the now , we as women in this game have to be more vicious, but as elegant as possible. We have to out wit these men", she said. "Well thank you," I say, " for the advice." Not really knowing what else to say. "I don't know, I like something about you, hope you make it through this jungle. I'll see you at the meeting Friday", she says and walks away.

               One Shot and I make it back to the car and get in. As we head to the house I take a deep breath to relax. I need just one day to myself to relax a little ,I think to myself. Biggie gets back on the highway and we head to Jordan's house. "Now that we've got the supply I'll take it to the stash house and let the boys know to get it out on the streets", Biggie said. "Okay , sounds good anything you need from me", I ask. "Not necessarily, we'll have your money ready for you", he replies. " Are you two coming to the meeting Friday", I ask. "We wouldn't miss it boss", One Shot said. 

              We make it back to Jordan's house and I walk into the front door shocked by what was in front of me. It  was Jamal sitting on the couch eating a sandwich. "Jamal you're up and out of bed", I say", how are you feeling. Jamal just looks at me and takes another bite out of his sandwich. "When do you plan on coming back to work I handled this week for you but it would really help if took back over", I say trying to get a respond. Nothing. It was like he was a zombie like he was there sitting in front of me but not in his right mind. As soon as I finish my sentence the front door opens and Jordan walks into the house. He sees me and looks and sees Jamal and his eyes got big. " Jamal let's get you back upstairs, alright,"he said. Putting Jamals arm over his shoulder and helping him up the stairs and into his room.

              I had never seen someone look like that. Jamal was definitely going through a lot and I had underestimated that way to many times. As I sit there beating myself up on how to help more with Jamal, Jordan comes down the stairs." He's like that sometimes when he's on his meds after not taking them for a while", he said. "It's like he snaps out of the depression for a while and then goes right back into the deep end", he continued. But I didn't know what to say, I didn't want to say the wrong thing and I damn sure didn't want to ask the wrong question. So I sat there in silence. "Do you want to watch a movie or something, I can find us something good to watch", Jordan says. Why was he acting like that, all nervous or maybe he was ashamed. If he was he had nothing to be ashamed of, I was the one who came to stay with them after getting put out by my crackhead mother not the other way around. Then I came to stay with them with my pregnant "best-friend" only for her to leave me here. I should be the one ashamed. " Yes I'll watch a movie with you ", I say.

           Jordan turns on a movie and gets us snacks and a blanket. As we watch the movie we both laugh at all of the funny parts and eat so much popcorn. "So Taylor what do you like to do", Jordan ask? I think for a second ,what do I like to do? Just a few months ago I would just work and come home hoping to have hot water and electricity. Now I sell drugs and worry about my out come. "I don't know. What do you like to do Jordan", I say asking him the same question? " I like to travel, traveling is just so refreshing. You get to see different cultures and how they speak and act", Jordan said. "You know I think. Never mind", Jordan said looking away from me. I wanted to know what he was going to say, and what was on his mind. " What is it? What were you about to say", I question? "It's just I. I feel like I've know you before. Like I've met you in another life. I know it sounds crazy right now but, from the first time I saw you I felt that way", Jordan said catching me off guard. "I uhm. I", was all I could get out. "It's okay. You don't have to say anything", Jordan said looking ashamed again. Looking into his grey eyes I see fear. Something I had only seen in Jordan's eyes one time and that was at his aunt's story after she told him I was the one from the prophecy. I grab ahold of his face and say "Jordan just kiss me."

                 He leans forward and kisses me passionately. My heart pounds with each kiss and each touch he gives me. I put both hands on his face bringing him in deepening the kiss as he adds tongue. My whole body tingles the more he uses his tongue in my mouth. At this point Jordan is on top of me with his hands going up my shirt to my breast as he plays with my right nipple, thumbing it between his fingers making it harder  and making me squirm. He moves his hand down from my breast to my pants and loosen them putting his hands down my panties and touching my clit. His cold fingers on my warm clit makes me jump and moan " Just like that Jordan, just like that", I say moving my hips. No man had ever made me feel like this. Sex with other men felt forced because it was, I was forced, but with Jordan it was different. He removes his fingers from my clit and looks at me " I'm not going to fuck you, not yet, not until I know you're ready", he said. With that he lays on my chest and we cuddle and watch the movie.

          Everything seemed to be going good, for now at-least. I knew things wouldn't stay this way, because good things never last in my life. So I made the promise to enjoy it while it lasted. Jordan and I fell asleep cuddling that night, with him laying on top of me and me playing in his curly hair.

             This morning when I wake up Jordan was gone and I was woke up by the cleaning lady. " I'm sorry ma'am I wasn't trying to wake you", the lady said. "No. It's fine. I'm in your way, you're  trying to work, I apologize", I say grabbing my things and going to my room. Where could Jordan be and why didn't he wake me before he left this morning? I mean, I thought we had shared a goodnight last night, I had enjoyed myself. But maybe he didn't feel the same way. I take out my phone and put his name into my text search bar. I began to text him and change my mind, because what would I say, we havn't made it clear where we stand. Pulling me out my thoughts I hear a knock on the front door. As I open the door I see this woman standing at the door holding a baby. She looked like she was mixed and the baby looked to be about 6months old. "Hello is Jordan home", the women said.