A Compton Story Book 2 :Mercedes

Chapter 3 - So We Meet Again

The next day I woke up to a loud knock on my door I looked at the clock and it was 12 in the afternoon. I groaned as I rolled out of bed and put on my night gown. 

"I'M COMING !" I yelled walking to the door

I stood on my tippy toes as I looked through the peek hole. All I could see was a red Los Angeles hat with afro puffs sticking out the sides.

"Walter" I mumbled

I opened the door and he stood there with a dozen roses in his hand with a goofy ass  smile on his face.

"Hey baby how you doin?"

"What do you want?"

"Can I come in?" 

"No" I said blocking the door way "Why are you here?"

"I miss you man I want to make it up to you" he said handing me the flowers

I just shook my head.

"I got something for you" 

He dug in his pocket and pulled out a small box. He got on one knee in front of me and opened the box. It was a ring with a diamond the size of a golf ball.My eyes lit up as I looked at the ring. It was so beautiful but I wasn't going to fall for Walter's shit.

"Will you marry me?" he said smiling

I threw the flowers at him and slammed the door in his face. The audacity of this fucktard. You expect me to marry you after all that shit you put me through. Fuck outta here bitch. He banged at my door yelling my name.

"MERCEDES! COME ON MAN DONT DO THIS!"

"GO AWAY!" I yelled

"IGHT I'MA REMEMBER THIS" he said

I peeked out the blinds and watched him as he got into his green Pontiac GT and drove away. I sighed in relief as I plopped down on my couch. I was so over all the stress from this nigga. I needed to get away. I decided that I would go swimming. Maybe the cool water will ease some of this bullshit I got going on. I slipped into my red two piece swimming suit, put on my shorts, my locs and my black flip flops. I decided that I would walk since the pool was only a block away. I put my strap in my purse and left. When I got outside the hot California weather felt good on my skin. There were kids outside playing and riding bikes. Old folks on the porch gossiping and the homeless begging for change. I always loved my neighborhood but I never loved the crime that goes on. It's sad you gotta carry your gat just to walk down the damn street. One day when I find that right man I hope he takes me away from all this. I found myself walking up on Eric's house. He was carrying a bucket and was shirtless.

"Hey Eric" I said trying to sound sexy. I thank god my locs where dark enough that he couldn't see that I was undressing him with my eyes.

"Wuz up man?"

"Nuttin much I was just heading to the pool this where you stay ?" I said looking at his small blue house

"Yeah"

"That's wuz up, I drive pass this house all the time I stay a blocked over...so what's up wit you not calling me last night ?"