Alyzae

I called Alyzae that day. I begged her to come out with me! Over and over she's say "This isn't a good idea" "someone is gonna get to me" and "I have a bad feeling about this". Me being the person I am, and Alyzae's history of being over dramatic, I didn't listen. I made her come out anyways. Little did I know it was the worst mistake of my life.

We met up with our usual group of friends. Although I'm not sure I could actually consider them as 'friends'. After meeting them we got rowdy and hyped as always. Alyzae still had an uneasy and eerie feeling. Again with me being persistent, I made her snap out of it. Well she made it less obvious for the most part.

We were walking down Silver Spring. I was in the back with Alyzae. We were talking about the girls we were on our way to go meet. Not meet as in meeting up to hang out. But meet to jump. They had no idea that a group of 9 were coming to their neighborhood to beat their asses. 9 vs. 2. They never got the memo not to fuck with us. Even though five of the nine of us were guys everyone participated in the abuse of the two girls. Me and Alyzae included.

That night is something that I try to forget whereas it haunts me every night. I lost my best friend. Nothing can change that.

When we showed up Amirah and Destiny were out in the middle of the street playing music and dancing. What most 11 year old girls were doing in Milwaukee at the time.

Amirah was the first to notice our crowd. It wasn't long before she was shaking Destiny and trying to run back into their apartment complex. Just being honest I enjoyed chasing them. I enjoyed seeing Sierra slam Destiny into the pavement.

Me, personally I didn't have any problems with the two girls. But I was in too deep with this crowd. I felt like I owed it to them.

With Pretty Ricky still playing in the background, we were in a sloppy circle, punching kicking- basically beating the shit out of the two girls.

The entire time I was worried and at the Sam time I had a certain rush of adrenaline. Worried that someone would come out or call the cops. The adrenaline was something I loved. It kept me going.

I never thought much of the fact that I was fighting people I didn't know, for people who didn't know me. But I was careless. They fed us the right amount of bullshit to make us believe that they had our back.

I was only part of it because it's what Alyzae wanted to do. She only did it to be like Nicole. No matter how much she denied it, she loved her sister. And same goes for Nicole.

When some lady came down in her mint green bathrobe to break up the fight we fled down the street before she could even get an estimate of how many of us there was.

We ran down to McGovern laughing and proud of what we had accomplished.

Alyzae was quiet while me and her pumped ourselves higher on the swing set. The others had went into the trees. Most likely to get high. I knew she was still worried about someone "getting" her. Well, actually I still thought she was being dramatic. Trying to get me to worry for her, only for her to make a joke of it tomorrow.

I made small talk with her for a while.

It was only about 1pm.

We talked about everything from me going back to Hawthorne from Robert M. to me and Darius messing around on the bus. She was always amused about my stories with him.

We walked down to Dino's where I saw my cousin, Ricky. I tried to avoid him.

Me and Zae got a bunch of junk to take back to the park.

That day I remember thinking this girl means so much to me. She is like the sister I never got to have. The one I always wanted. The one to make up for the one god took from me.