- It was 7 in the morning. I seen people getting coffee , jogging , on their way to work. The kind of stuff I like to see , a peaceful environment. This was downtown Philly though , of course shit look proper. My mom job was a good 45 minute to an hour drive away from home. So I bought a cheese steak and hopped the bus back to block. When I was walking down towards my house everybody starting coming out and looking at me as if I was supposed to be locked up or dead or some shit. I opened my door and seen the mess. Shaking my head , my moms was gone be here in about another 15 to 30 minutes. I heard a knock at the door. I open it to see a Jamie. She said she wanted to help clean up the mess cause it her fault. DAMN RIGHT. You see , I'm the type of person that if you beating yourself up about something I'll help but if it was your fault , I'll let you do you. Don't get me wrong here , I am a good guy , but still , some things you have to learn to let happen. Like my Aunt Debbie told me , the only thing a good parent or friend can do is warn you. They can't stop you from falling cause they'll end up hurting themselves saving you. Now when you fall the only thing they can do is tell you I told you. It may seem rude or out of pocket but the shit is actually true.
- Why'll Jamie was sweeping and picking up the pieces , I fixed the furniture and starting cleaning too. Once we were done , I took a shower and got in my Pajama pants , not no fluffy type shit but I was all black with red wings and a white skull between the wings all over. They were dope to me. I brushed my teeth and used mouth wash and stuff , you know the routine. We sat on the front porch where a neighbor walked up and asked what happened. I told him everything was fine. It was just a misunderstanding. He nodded and went back to his porch and went on about his day. Cool ass old head if you ask me. It was awkwardly silent between me and Jamie. She got up and kissed me then left to go home before her mom got back too. When my moms pulled up I came down with an umbrella and helped her from the car to the door with the groceries. "Why is everybody outside so early", asked my mom. "I don't know , I guess to enjoy the rain" , I said laughing. When she walked in and sent different lamps up and the furniture in a different way she looked at with the stare. Everybody knows that one look that the parent or parents who raised you gives you and it's like they can tell when you lying but they let you try to get the truth out. "What happened", she asked. "Me and Malik were wrestling and we knocked over some lamps" , I said moving back. "Boy , go to your room". YES ! Victoryyyyyy ! Or at least I thought.
- Malik's parents knock on my door asking where he at , so I said what any logical friend would say when their friend is gone and their parents are looking for them. He left. "Where?", they said. "To get a cheese steak". "When did he leave?", they said. "We both left about an hour ago and got one (I picked mines up off the table and showed them) , but he stayed and was talking to the jawn at the stand we bought it from". "Mhhm , I heard what happened last night", they said looking past me at my mom. "And what happened", said my mom stepping forward. I'm looking at them with a straight face like yooooo dickhead , why would ask where he at if you already knew the story. They had a some girls over and one of them came after Malik with a knife and he started throwing lamps at her and your son slammed her." , his mom said. My moms slapped the taste out my mouth. Literally. I didn't have a craving for my cheese steak anymore. "Nah , we just was wrestling and everybody overreacted." , said Malik walking up with a smile on his face. My mom rubbed my face and apologized but I wasn't even going for it. "And where have you been?", asked his mom. See me and Malik were like brothers so we knew when the other lied , we had to cover. He peeped the cheese steak in my hand and saw I was in my pajamas , so he went along with it. "We went to get a cheese steak but I stayed after cause it was a little bad ass jawn who was there and I couldn't miss the chance", he said laughing.
- His parents left , meanwhile my mom was looking at the both of us trying to read us and see who would crack first , but after the night I had , I wasn't saying shit. "You wanna play the game ?". "Yeah", Malik said as we walked up stairs to my room. "Don't turn that tv up , you know I'm tired and i need my sleep", my mom said. Playing the ps4 was like me and Malik's other child card , besides smoking weed together. It helped clear out frustrations and we could talk without my mom hearing because of the sound effects. "So what happened?". "I gave them my story , and they let me walk " , Malik said. "What you say Dickhead ?". "The exact same thing you said", Malik said laughing. "I heard yo corny ass story from behind the glass when Officer Dickhead had me in a jam" , he added , laughing. "Stfu , I was trying to make sure neither of us was getting in trouble". "You made yourself seem like a straight up BITCH , how you gone let all that happen in YO crib ?", he asked. "Dickhead , I was chilling with my girl , it was y'all dumbass who got shit popping". "Oh , so she your girl now ?" , he asked. "Just stfu before I break your arm like Rhodes should've." We played the game for about a hour or two. I started to go asleep on my bed after an extraordinary ass night , mumbling " Bismika allahumma amutu wa ahyaa " before sleeping. (S/N : it means oh Allah in your name i live and die , we say it before sleep) Meanwhile , Malik went home to his crib.
- I woke up around 3 and got dressed. My mom was already gone and left me a note on the table saying she's doing another double tonight since it was the weekend. She usually did them on Saturday's and Sunday's. Since today was Sunday I figured we could blow a bag while others were at church. The block had both Christians and Muslims. My mom was a Christian , but I for one wasnt. I was brought us as a Christian when I was around my mom but when I was with my dad he told me I was a Muslim. In the end , I decided on being Muslim rather than Christianity. Me and Malik intended on blowing a gram or two but we ended up smoking a quarter. With 12 blunts down , we couldn't do shit but laugh and goof around. Jamie came around and smoked too but we were already 6 blunts down.
- As we're laughing , having a good time , a cop car pulls up . I tossed my weed bag right into my house through the window. They can't confiscate something out of sight without a warrant. I slipped up before I wasn't this time. Officer Micks and Rhodes stepped out the car. Rhodes came up the steps fanning the air , being dramatic and shit. "What do you know , it's our two favorite people in the world , Officer Micks and Rhodes" , I said laughing. "Well what do we have here boys and girl" , Rhodes said looking at Jamie. "Is there something I can help you with ?" , Malik said looking Rhodes up and down with a mug. "Chill , play nice" , I told Malik laughing. He was still mad about what Rhodes did to his arm. "I'd like to known the reason your on my property ?". "We have a few questions for Jamie", said Micks , " Pertaining to her friend Brionna ". "So why are you here ? Why did you wait until she got here ? How did you know she was here ?", I asked. "Okay questionnaire", said Rhodes with a smirk on his face. "Ayo fuck you , you can't disrespect my mans at his own crib" , Malik said. "You wanna go tough guy ?" , Rhodes said unbuttoning his shirt and sitting down his utility belt. "Rhodes , calm down" , said Micks , "And you , chill out". "Fuck you I ain't gotta do nothing", said Malik. He stood up face to face with Malik. I knew shit was getting personal now , "Everybody chill out before all y'all niggas leave". After that , everybody took a breath and chilled. " We went to her house and her mom told us she'd be over here" , Micks said. I looked at Jamie but she had her head turned looking at the street , "And how would she know that?", I asked Jamie. "Because I told her , she always ask where I'm at or where I'm going , so I tell her" , she said. It's like she's literally leading up to something happening.
- Another car pulls up and three niggas hop out. One of them I recognize as the nigga who was hugging up on her and kissing her. He stepped up on the porch past Rhodes and Micks. "So this who you fucking with" , he said pointing at me. The other two niggas was leaning on the car , like they were back up just in case shit happens. I stand up , high as hell , and steal 'em right in his shit. Malik jumped the rail and hit one of the boul's at the car. Jamie pick up a brick and threw it the 3rd nigga who was running behind the car but it hit the window and bust it. Boul stand up from behind the car. Micks said "Don't do it". He started busting right at us. He shot maybe 3 or 4 times but then boul stopped. I guess he ran out of bullets or his gun jammed. I'm fighting her ex against the door. Malik beating the shit out the other boul. Jamie hiding behind Rhodes. Micks start shooting back and hit boul in the chest , cause he dropped right on his back in the middle of the street. Malik stops after the shooting did to see what the fuck happened. Boul pushes Malik off him and pulls a gun from behind and fires. 3 shots in Malik chest. Rhodes shot boul in the head twice , leaving his blood and brains on the car windows as he slid down it. Me and Jamie's ex are going hand and hand until he tried to slam me and I moved him into a pole. He fell off the step and hit the concrete hard , but jumped up , stumbling , and took off down the block.
- After Malik got shot , Micks called it in as an emergency. EMT's got here in about 10 minutes tops. Jamie was by Malik saying she was so sorry and crying. Only thing I said was "Inna lillahi wa inna ilayhi rajiun"
(S/N : It means to Allah we belong and to Him we return.)The block was packed with everybody looking. Malik mom was screaming and his dad was holding her back. "Let them do their job", he said , "He's going to be alright , our boy's a fighter , he ain't gone let nothing keep him down." When his mom saw me on my step with my head down , she ran up to me and started yelling in my face. "You did this , it's all your fault , you did this to my boy", she said , as she started crying heavy into his dad's chest. His dad looked at me and said "Now I know y'all are young men and y'all may be reckless but y'all always stick together , and you get that son of a bitch who did this." I pointed to the body bag and told him "there he goes right there , he's already dead." His pops and mom walked away to their car and followed the ambulance. Everybody was looking at me for answers. Why did he get shot ? What happened ? Who did it ? Just things I couldn't handle right now. I got up and left. I walked by myself down several blocks thinking what could've happened and what I could've done to prevent it. Only thing I could think of was our good times , laughing and smoking and playing the game. Thought we were going to grow old together as brothers. Have our own families. Until I thought occurred in my head. Why the fuck was Jamie ex at my crib and how the fuck he knew where I stay.
