"I called. and called. and called. She not answerin me man. Maybe she done foreal" I said to Chris about mariah. "Maybe her phone off" he said. "Na" I said as I sighed. "Maybe I should go by there and check on her. Maybe somethin wrong wit er" I said. "Want me to go wit you" he asked. "Yeah" I said and he nodded. "Alright." He said and we walked upstairs. "Where y'all goin" Marquez asked. "Mariah house" I said and he smirked. "Can I go" he asked and I nodded and he stood up and followed us. We got in the car and he started it up and drove off. "I don't know what it is about Ya girl. But for some reason I felt like I could trust her the other day" Marquez said from the backseat. "She a good one" he said and I nodded. I just hope she good. I ain't talked to her in two days. "How long y'all ain't talked" Chris asked. "Shit in two days" I said. "Damn. You shoulda been went over there" he said. "Yesterday I had to get that Shit together for my moms funeral" I said. "awl yeah" he said and I nodded. "Was talkin to keshawn mom the other day. Asked her who his father was and she said she know but he somewhere in jail."Marquez said. "Oh yeah?" I asked. "Yup." He said. "Y'all niggas could be brothers son. Not even jokin" Chris said. "I heard that Shit so many times I actually started to believe it" I said. "Y'all could. Look alike and acted alike. That was my nigga Man, word. Slept in alleys wit that nigga. Went hungry two weeks straight wit em. He was gone go far wit that haircutting Shit fashodo. Told em I ain't makin no moves so he gotta make em and get up outta Harlem after he graduate. My son ain't even graduate yet. Its crazy, keshawn out of all people. We was like two peas in a pod. Swear I hope our paths cross again soon." Marquez said. "We got you. You gone be alright long as I'm around. All y'all" I said. "I believe you" he said. "Yo that nigga Cameron. After we dropped you off the other day. Talkin mad crazy. Talkin bout how he was holdin Shit down for you for 4 years and he should be boss to all of us. It might not sound like it to you but to me that nigga envy you and he jealous as Fuck. No lie jamere was sittin up tellin us that Shit other day. While you was gone, brotha acted like this Shit here was his. He tried to run Shit like you, be like you. that's the thing son it a never be another killa. No matter where you go. He ain't do all that Shit for you. Like house wise. He got you that car. The other Shit is what we all except him put together for you. That nigga want the spotlight, I know that's yo day one nigga but the way he was talkin make it seem like he gone take the spotlight. just tellin you, watch yo back bro. That's all I can say or cut the nigga where he at. Swear if you cut that nigga loose you a move better. Don't let nobody Fuck up yo flow" Chris said. "He was talkin crazy. He ain't Even care that keshawn died. Nigga wasn't there when we found out,wasn't at the wake, wasn't at the church and wasn't at the graveyard. I know he got a kid but when koby was born you made sure you was there when easy died. Cameron changed,that ain't the nigga we all use to know. Don't nobody trust em nomore cause he giving us every reason in the book on why we shouldn't" Marquez said as we pulled up to mariah house. "Yo y'all don't even worry bout that. Ima talk to Cameron and see what he on. Y'all gone be alright" I said. "Question is , is you gone be alright" Marquez said and that really did hit me. I looked down than back at them. "Y'all comin in or what" I asked. "I ain't. But tell er I said wassup and I hope she good" Chris said and I nodded and Marquez got out. We walked up to the house and knocked on the door. "That Shit open son" he said and I looked at the door and pushed it and it came open. "Go check that while I look upstairs" I said and he nodded. I closed the door behind me and walked through the living room and seen blood on the floor. I walked upstairs and looked in the guest room than I opened her bedroom door. I turned the light on and she sat up and looked at me than laid back down. "yo ain't nobody here" Marquez said as he walked in the room. "Alright" I said and I walked over to the bed and her eyes was closed. "Baby" I said as I touched her leg makin her jump. "Don't touch me" she said in a low voice as she sat up. She pulled her knees up to her chest and I stared at her. "Why you ain't been answerin my calls" I asked as I stared into her red puffy eyes. She looked at the dresser and I did too and her phone was cracked. "I seen blood downstairs what happened" I asked and she stared into space. "Mariah" I yelled and she finally looked at me. "Yo talk to me. what's wrong" I asked. "I'm good" she mumbled as she held her hand together. I seen blood drippin from her hand so I grabbed it and seen that she dug her nails into her hand. "What the fuck is wrong" I asked as I looked at her. The tears fell but she still didn't talk. "Please talk to me" I said. "I'm fine" she said in a cracked voice. "If you mad at me about what happened wit ashanti I'm sorry ma" I said. "I'm fine" she said while layin her head on her knees as they stayed against her chest. "How are you" she asked in a cracked voice while lookin at Marquez. "I'm ight. What about you. You ont look how you was when I seen you" he said and she nodded. "I'm alright" she said. "Well I'll be alright" she said. "Ima step out." Marquez said and she nodded. He walked out the room and closed the door. "How do you feel" she asked. "That don't matter. Tell me how you feel" I said and she pushed her hair back and nodded. "I feel worthless" she said. "Why" I asked and she shrugged. "I don't know"she said in a low voice. "I don't" she said. "Can I get a hug" I asked and she looked at me and she hesitated but she crawled over to me and I held her in my arms and she shook the whole time. I rubbed her back and held her hand. She sniffled and I looked at her. "Tell me what's wrong" I said. "Tone came by" she said. "For what" I asked. "He said he wanted to talk" she said in a low voice. "But I told him I wanted him to leave. He said he wasn't gonna leave until I gave him what he wanted. I picked up my phone to call you but he broke it" she said as she held me tighter. "And" she said in cracked voice. "I tried to get away. I fought, cried.I told him I'll leave you alone just so he would leave" she said. "But he didn't.. and he raped me" she said and I stared at her and she started to cry. "I'm sorry" she said. "I tried everything. I really did baby but he wouldn't stop" she said through tears. "I got you" I said as I held her. "I promise" I said as I kissed her forehead. She didn't let my hand go and I ain't let her go.I had a feeling some Shit like this a happen but I aint believe he was stupid enough. I got her to chill and to stop shakin. I stood up and looked out the room. I stepped into the hallway. "Tone raped her" I said and he stared at me. "Word" he asked and I nodded. "We gotta dead him. Period." He said and I listened to him as he went on and on. "Ight" I said. "We gonna handle that. Just get up outta here. I a get to y'all whenever I can" I said. "Alright tell her I said be coo" he said and I nodded and he dapped me up and walked down the stairs and I heard the door close. I walked back in the room and locked the door. I cut off the light and laid next to her and climbed on top of me and laid there and I rubbed her back. It was quiet. Only thing I heard was us breathin. "I always wanted a daughter" she said. "Me too" I said as I continued to rub her back. "And I always told myself that if I do she'll be the best thing that has ever happened to me. Good or bad." She said. "Koby always told me he wanted a sister. I just was waitin on the right person you know." I said and she nodded. She sighed and I stared at the ceiing. "You wanna run away wit me for a while" I asked and she nodded. "I'll runaway with you anyday" she said. "We can leave whenever you want to. I just wanna get out of Harlem for two weeks and I'll be good. Only two I wanna take wit me is you and koby" I said. "I wanna take Marquez too" I said. "I'll go" she mumbled. "Where" I asked. "You pick" she said. "Lets go to Cali" I said and she looked at me. "You really want to go there?" She asked. "Yeah" I said and she laid her head back on my chest. "Fine" she said and I kissed the top of her head and rubbed her back. "We gotta get you a new phone ma. Wi cyaan ave yuh our here here wid nuh phone" I said. "What did you just say" she asked and I laughed. "Are you speaking Jamaican" she asked. "Jamaican ain't a accent baby. Its what I am. I'm speakin in patois" I said. "So your Jamaican" she said. "Yup" I said. "Wow you never told me that. You look, I don't know." She said. "I'm just mixed. my mom is white and my dad is black if that adds up or makes me sound cool" she mumbled and I laughed. "I love you yo" I said and she looked at me and I had to realize what I said. I avoided eye contact and she laid her head back on my chest. "If you meant it. I love you too" she said and I smirked. "I mean I think I meant it" I said. "I'm playin. I did" I said. "Well I love you too" she said as she looked at me. I kissed her lips and she laid back down. She rubbed the side of my face and I kissed her hand. She rubbed her fingers through my hair until she stopped and I heard her snores a few seconds later. I hope I ain't movin too fast , Shit I know I ain't. I really think I love shorty. Not even jokin. At first I couldn't find nobody cause I was stuck on Ashanti. When it Come down to it she still the realist Bitch I know. but I got who I want and I aint fuckin this up.
