Riley paced back and forth in the shed, he was panicking. He had punched a cop, gotten his stash taken, and now he's on the run. "I knew fuckin' with that white bitch was a bad idea." He says, grabbing a seat on the cold floor.
He knew it was only a matter of time before the police caught up with them. He looks at his phone, checking the time. School was ending soon. He quickly flicked through his apps and texted Huey about the situation.
'bro big shit happened come git me'
Whilst texting this he could hear footsteps coming from outside the shed, the sound of the crackling grass alerting him. The shed door swung open and it was Tavyion, still kind of bruised from the other day.
"Oh hell naw, fuck out my shed." Tayvion says, staring at Riley.
Riley turns his head to Tayvion in shame, obviously never being this vunerable. Especially around him. "Look my nigga. I ain't got nowhere ta crash. Police just fuck--"
Tayvion held his hand up. "Mah nigga fuck allat. Go ahead bro."
Riley's face contorted for a moment, and he picked himself up off the floor, facing Tayvion. "And what you doin' if I don't leave?"
Tayvion snickered a bit, and reached behind his back. He revealed a pistol to Riley. "Nigga, I will bust a cap in yo shit. Fuck off my shit dude."
Riley nodded slowly , his face unchanging. "I'ma see you aroun' nigga."
Tayvion nodded. "I bet you will nigga."
Riley began walking out of the shed, not taking his eyes off him until he was out of sight.
....
Huey was just walking out of the front door of the SkyValley, another day completed in this school he'd have to adjust to. He felt his phone buzz and he reached inside of his coat and slid it out.
His eyebrow rose as he read Riley's notification. "The fuck?" Huey whispered.
Huey wasted no time in calling his brother, taking a few more steps away from the school to be away from prying eyes. As Riley answered the phone, he wasted no time in speaking.
"My nigga! The police is after me nigga! They all in Granddad house and shit! I got away my nigga, come get me or something bro."
Huey stared at the phone blankly for a couple of moments before saying. "Look, I can't help you. Sounds like you did this on your own." He hung the phone up and placed it back. As he turned around to walk to the buses, Jazmine was standing right there, slightly smiling. "Want a ride?" She says twirling her keys.
"Or shall you wait for them to drop off every white kid on this side?"
Huey sighs. "Fine."
"Alright, come on
...
Cindy couldn't believe it. Anthony actually called her parents on her as if she was some sort of child to be tattled on. The worst part is her parents actually listened and called her uncle. Her eyes were streaming with tears as she distanced herself away Riley's house.
Cindy knew her Uncle Ron would find any kind of way he could to frame Riley coupled with the things she already knew he had.
It was a disaster and she only had one person to blame. She dug into her purse rapidly with one of arms as she drove down the road. Cindy fumbled her phone out and called Anthony's phone.
It rung for a couple seconds, and he picked up.
"What the fuck were you thinkin?" Cindy screamed into the phone.
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Boondocks:Boujee| Boondocks Fan Ficton| A Tale Of Hearts
RomanceDISCLAIMER: This is a what if Huey and Riley never moved to Woodcrest and lived their lives inside of Chicago with their grandparents, this is a story heavily involved with gang activities, drug abuse, and more. In the vibrant streets of Chicago, wh...