#6 :: Nothing Else Matters

Chapter 14.

Corey.

"I swear you have either the sickest solicitor or you do obeah. How the hell you manage to get out of jail?" One of the olders said as he picked me up.

"Man, you know this jail life ain't for me. Ain't no real money, ain't no real food, ain't no real drugs and there certainly ain't no real females." I told him making us both laugh.

"I hear that. So you ready to start trapping again?" He asked.

"Don't worry. I got your money. I just gotta ease up off of that for a minute. The pigs are watching every little move I make." I told him.

"Ite. Cool." He said.

"So...three months, what I miss? I know you know everything. Your wifey is FBI." I said and we both laughed. It's true though. Anything happens in ends, his wifey knows about it. 

"Nah, been quite quiet. Nothing out the ordinary." He told me.

"You seen Chanel around?" I asked. That's what I really wanted to know.

Whilst I was inside that's all I was thinking about. All these hoes was belling off my line whilst I was inside, I got visit from one who thinks she's my girl. She came weekly. I sent Chanel a VO but she never came. I know she knew I was inside; she didn't make an effort or nothing. She also changed her number. I was pissed. She was all I thought about the whole time. I needed to make things right with her.

Chanel was the best thing that happened to me. Yeah she was young. But she never acted like it. When I was with her she brought out a different side to me. Everyone thought I was with her just to fuck. But it was way more than that. No one else had my heart like she did. But because of one mistake. One rash decision; she hates me.

"Man, you still with her?" G asked. That was his name.

"Nah..."

"So why you asking?"

"If you and wifey stopped being together and you went jail couple months would you not ask about her?"

"Fair enough. But she's young fam. What she doing for you? She holding?"

"Nah. Dead that. She never has never will. That's what the hoes are for."

"So you really like her then." G said. I sighed.

"I just know that she's mine. Always has been always will be."

"Well, wifey did tell me something. Chanel saw her and told her about this new guy that she's seeing. She said that he would come to pick her up often so his car needed to be immune to any bullshit the youngers try. I like Chanel she always held her own. Plus once wifey says something; for a peace of mind, I agree. So we did as she asked. Wifey says he basically picks her up and drops her home daily. So, if she's yours...who's the new kid?" G asked me. My nostrils flared. I warned Chanel, why ain't she listening?

"FUCK" I said and hit the dashboard.

"Yo, don't take your shit out on my car fam."

"I can't go back to ends. It's a part of my deal. Not until they take this tag off." I told G.

"So where we going?" G asked.

"I need you to go to my house for me."

"Nah fam. Your mum don't like me."

"She ain't there. She's at work. It will be just my dad. That bum don't do anything. Tell them I'm coming out soon and want some stuff..."

"Wait... They don't know?"

"No one does. So tell him that, then go to my room under my bed slide the two floor boards take out the two duffle bags and bring it to me. Ones your money." I told him knowing that would win him around.

"So where you going to go?"

"Take me to one hotel. Pay for me and when you get the bags I'll give you the money for it." I told G. He nodded his head and took me to a hotel.

About four hours later he returned.

"Remember I'm on tag you know. Taking so damn long."

"Shut up. Your mum was home. She ain't been working since you got locked up she is depressed." G told me. My heart sank. That's one thing I never wanted.

"Right. Here's your money. I need you to take me to my step mums house."

"Fam, did you not hear what I just said?"

"Yeah I did but what can I do? I can't go back there for three months!! I need to take care of things one step at a time. My step mum will let me stay with her. She loves me. I'll call my parents once I'm settled. But I don't have long left before they come looking for me and I need to be staying somewhere. And it can't be no damn hotel!"

G nodded and we left. He took me to Moniques house. She wasn't there but her mum was. I told her everything and of course she let me stay. Monique had a sofa bed in her room so I could sleep there. It wasn't practical but it will do.

Moniques mum gave me dinner and we was watching tv in the living room. As time went by I became tired. I excused myself from the living room and made my way upstairs. The key turned in the door so I thought it was Monique. It wasn't, it was her younger sister. I think her name was Yasmine.

"You cool?" I asked as she looked at me nervously.

"Yeah, ain't you supposed to be in jail...?" She asked.

"I was let out on good behaviour. But I'm not allowed in my area so your mum said she would put me up whilst I still have this tag on."

"I see...okay." She said and walked off. I detected a weird vibe but I had always thought she was a lil weird.

"Hey, do you know where Monique is?" I asked before she went to her room. She looked at me with her face all screwed up.

"No, and I don't care." She said and closed her door. Wow. What was that all about?

Two more hours went by before I heard someone open Moniques door. She looked like she was about to have a heart attack when she saw me.

"Corey! What are you doing here?" She ask happy but she looked sad at the same time. I told her the sitch and she was happy I was staying.

"So what's wrong with you?" I asked. She told me everything about her and her best friend. I just shook my head. My sister was very messy. If she wasn't my sister I wouldn't talk to her.

After a long talk my sister decided she wanted a bath.

"Aye sis, what's up with your sister? Why she seem like she don't like you?"

"Because she don't, the feeling is mutual. But now she's fucking with the enemy it's even worse now."

"The enemy?"

"Yeah, your ex."

"My ex? Chanel?"

"Yep. Them two are BFFs and it seems like my sister is dating a friend of the guy your ex is dating."

"Chanel is seeing someone?" I asked like I wasn't already told.

"Yeah, my ex..." She told me. I chuckled.

This was all too much to take in right now. It made sense why Yasmine looked at me like that though. I know Chanel would have told her if it came up in conversation.

The question is how much did she tell her?