Ebony's Journey, Macarevhic's Story

Chapter 17 (Ebony)

The next day I wake up and cook breakfast for Ivory and I. I barley eat because I'm still sick over how I treated Macarevhic. In all honesty I know he's just trying to help me, and I feel ashamed for it.

I should be strong enough to handle it. Nobody is supposed to know what's going on with me. Ivory ignores me, mostly because she can tell I don't' want to be bothered, and she has a lot on her mind too.

How can I help her with her problems when I'm struggling with my own? I'm also a little jumpy because I have no idea if Arod is still mad at me or not. I know I've called him a million times or so today. I need to talk to him, I need to see him. I need to see somebody. When Arod is not beating me, he is a good person to be around.

He listens to my problems and that's what I need right now. The next morning Ivory and I wait for Arod to come take us to school. I am nervous as h***! Arod pulls up in a new black Altima. I swear this boy gets a new car every other month! It's nice.

"Dang Ebony, Arod be getting serous paper, but that don't excuse him form hitting like he does." "Shh!" I say harshly. I know Arod shouldn't be hitting me. Everybody don't understand that if I cut Arod loose, he will take everything away from me, and Ivory and I butts will be sleeping in the streets like our mama and daddy, so I wish they will shut up and let me hand this! I get in the front seat and Arod doesn't acknowledge me. I don't care he's acting like a big a** baby!

Two weeks ago Arod has been a great boyfriend, so maybe I can make him change. I could try to love him harder and maybe he'll change. I hope so, because Macarevhic and I can and will never be. That thought makes me feel so sick to my stomach.

The vision of his beautiful smile creeps into my mind, and I smile to myself. His smile can make anyone have a good day. I really need to apologize to him, for how I acted. He didn't deserve that. I look at over at Arod, and he still is just as sexy as ever.

He's wearing a back polo shirt, white cargo pants, and some black Jordans. He's wearing an iced out cross. I look at his big hands and they're squeezing the dear life out of the steering wheel.

So, I can tell he's tense and angry today. I can change this dude; I know I can. I'll just need to play along with his game, just for a little while until he changes. Arod is popular, getting money like a certified hustler, and he's sexy.

So what if have to put up with some of his crap. After we drop Ivory off, Arod drives on to our school. He turns on his radio and a Wiz Khalifa song is playing. Arod takes a different turn, is he not taking us to school? He drives down another road and stops in front of a gas station. Another dude gets out of a white Escaladed and he looks like new money.

He walks to our truck, and he gives Arod a handshake. I get a better look at him up-close, and he's kind of cute. He's dark-skinned, got pretty white teeth, he's pretty muscular, and he has one diamond stud in his left ear. But his arm muscles and something to look at though.

"What's up lil mama?" he greets. Scared and don't know what to say. "Hi." I say softly. And I turn my attention to look out my window. "So dude you got that stuff?" ask his friends. "Yeah I need to re-up soon, and I need to talk to my connect down in the south." Arod says, sounding like a business man.

"Alright man. Your name is starting to carry some serious weight in the streets." He walks off. "Arod," a scratchy voice calls. "You got something for me." She sounds like my mama. I'm too scared to look but if I don't I might go crazy.

I slowly turn my head to another woman, and relief sweeps over me. Her eyes are hazel green, and I can see how broken her spirit. I almost start crying because I think of my parents.