The Next Day
Can a bitch just hope for things to go back to normal? I mean like it was before, when I lived on Crenshaw, and Chres lived down the street and we were happy together. I feel like I could possibly never get that back, and it makes me mad about how life moves so fast. No warning, not anything to stop it, it's just how life is.
"I uh... I gotta go, okay?" I mumbled awkwardly, I slid back on my shoes and felt goose bumps brush across my skin.
"Why?" Chres slid out of bed and walked over to me, his abs glistened from the sun rays coming through the windows. I was turned on all over again, like what was wrong with me, why would I continue to lust for this man.
"We shouldn't have did anything last night. I'm sorry-""Why are you apologizing? I've been missing touching you since all of this shit happened. I love you girl, this little trial that we're going through isn't anything. I promise, I'm going to go back to the music, and you can get your an apartment and we can be like before. I promise."
I stared at him, not sure whether to believe him or not. Maybe things could go back to before, I'm optimistic but not that optimistic. Stories like this sometimes don't have a happy ending, and that's just reality.
"Okay..." I smirked at him, that sounded like heaven for us to be back to how it used to be. No more stressing over the b.s., just us living life; having fun.
"Now come here and give daddy a kiss." He pulled me closer to him, feeling the heat radiate off of us, this was how it should be.
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Later That Day
I just got off of work, which was a hassle in itself because it seemed like all my boss wanted me to do was write petty stories now. I mean if my Casey story was so great why am back to writing about local shit; I didn't have time to waste on things like top five best bakeries in LA.
I needed to get me a new place fast, I'm tired of paying these weekly fees for a place that isn't even mine. The apartment back in the valley was still in my head, and I honestly wanted to just move in and start my life back up again.
Anyway I pulled up to a gas station to refill my tank, it was needed by the way I have been driving around all damn day looking for bakeries. All I wanted to do was go over to Chres' crib and think all of this shit through with him. He was the only one who really knew what everything about my life and what I was dealing with.
Being with the same person for two years can be hard to just throw away, I don't care what any one says about that.
I said your body so amazing
Girl you drive me crazy
Just Keep on driving ba-
I pulled my phone out was not surprised at all that it was only Melissa, she hasn't even spoken to me since the night of the plan. I just figured that she had to hide out after something like that happened. Supposedly all of South Central has been talking about the shooting, but then again I rarely ever go there now.
"Hello?" I asked placing the pump back to the station, Melissa didn't waste no time talking like nothing had happened. She was definitely used to this life style, but I actually respected her for it.
"Girl long time no speak..."
"Basically, what happened to you? No one has heard from you since the shooting."
"Yea... shit was too heavy in South Central, I had went to Las Vegas for a few days. But I'm back now, how is everybody? I went to see RJ earlier, he told me about how y'all had an emotional moment.."
I laughed to myself hearing that, of course he would tell Melissa about me crying on his shoulder; literally. But I was having a break down, it hurt a lot to see that man shot up.
"Mm, well yea I was just sad. Hell still am, how was Vegas?"
"Eh... it was alright, why didn't y'all go to Laguna Beach or something. You know Monroe niggas are on the look out."
"I'm not stressing.." just as I said that, I felt someone pull up behind me. I became to feel uneasy, Melissa had me thinking now, it was kind of weird how no one was coming after us, but I just figured since we never came over there a lot they couldn't get to us I guess. "Hey 'lisa, have you heard anything from Crenshaw yet?"
"Naw, just that RJ is going to have to be questioned again today. That's why I had to come back so quick, but I already told him what to say, there wasn't no one calling in as a witness either. The police are going to shut down this case with it a few weeks. I promise."
I don't know, I wasn't quite believing her, this was too messy for my liking. How could RJ possibly get out of this, he had an unregistered fire arm, and had a shoot out with a notorious drug dealer. Plus Chres' killings, I didn't believe that he had cleaned the mess up completely either.
I was getting scared, not from the gang banging but from the authority, my name would be all through this case. Not to seem selfish, but I wouldn't be able to do anything all because I wanted to help some friends.--------------
After I finished the call with Melissa, I drove back to my hotel room and took a quick shower before laying down in my bed. RJ was supposed to be questioned anytime now, and I didn't want my name even mumbled out of his mouth, mine nor Chres'.
As I layed in complete silence, I started to talk myself out of actually getting caught up in this. I couldn't, I mean I couldn't... I was just a witness, but then I did call RJ, fuck my life.
Ding Dong, Ding, Dong
I swallowed hard, not sure to think of who could possibly be at the door. I started to get up from to answer the door until I heard "open up, it's the police." That's when my heart dropped... and so did my mind.

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Teen FictionNala finally got what she wanted, a new home, real friends, and of course Chres. But all things seem to change once her college graduation comes up. Including her beloved South Central home, and even the guy that she dreamed of. Still that doesn't...