Reina Reina

New Beginnings

I sat in my bed and cried until tears would no longer fall. I didn't realize how long I'd just been laying there until I start seeing the sun come up. I jumped up, realizing I couldn't sit in this now abandoned house moping about my current situation. I had to face reality and handle my own. Besides, I wasn't necessarily making my mother proud. All I did was cause trouble. Who would want me anyway. I instantly reminded myself not to dwell on it. I always seemed to have misfortune but never been a fan of worrying myself out about it because that wouldn't help me at all. I needed to get it together and do it fast! I got my phone and called the only person I knew could help me—my friend Zy. I didn't trust many people so I always had very few friends and the ones I did have were close as hell. Zy used to live in the same hood as me so we practically grew up together. In fact me him and Taniya used to hang real tight. Zy was a few years older than us so he moved to the Eastside when he graduated two years ago. But we always kept in touch. He was always a good friend to me and the only nigga I trusted.

When I called Zy I explained my situation to him—from getting kicked out school to being abandoned by my mother. I felt relieved that I could confide in somebody without judgement. He told me not to worry and that he'd come get me. After hanging up the phone, I took a shower and tried to gather up as much of my belongings as I could. About a hour later, Zy was knocking on my door. I grabbed my duffle bag that held my belongings and stepped outside just as Zy was lighting a blunt. I hugged him and he embraced me long and tight.

I stepped back thanking him for coming.

"No problem. You know Ima always come speedin' 'bout you." He reassured as he smiled. I tried not to stare as I admired him. Zy stood at about 5'11 and had the perfect build—not too slim but not too muscular. He had rich chocolate skin with pretty white teeth and shallow dimples. He rocked a low cut with waves and always sported the flyest clothes. He was dressed down but somehow still look yummy as hell. He wore a white fitted Polo crew neck tee with blue and white EPTM joggers and classic white hi top Air Force ones. The diamond earrings in his ear shined bright and matched the two chains he wore. One was a silver diamond crusted Jesus piece and the other was plain but icy as fuck nonetheless.

Zy was sexy as hell and I always had a thing for him but we never took it that far. He was cool and always gave me advice and I didn't want to ruin our friendship by trying to be more.o be honest I don't even think he sees me as anything but a friend. But that was the least of my worries right now. It's time for business.

We sat and finished the blunt off while we talking and catching up a little since it had been a couple weeks since we last talked. Zy was a heavy drug dealer so I knew and understood that we couldn't talk and hang all the time like we used to. But every time we did we picked up right where we left off, not letting time or distance change our relationship. And like he said, whenever I needed him he was there and that's what I loved most about him. We decided to grab some food since we both had the munchies so we hopped in his car and headed to Ken's. It was a lil' cafe in the good that we always went to growing up.

Sitting in the booth waiting on our food, I decided to get to the point of me calling him.

"You told me to call when I needed you. Now I do. I got a lot on my plate right now and no time to waste."

With a twisted face, before I could say anything else, he chimed in. "I know damn well you don't think I'm finna let you slang no dope. You crazy as fuck."

"What you mean?! I told you my situation. Right now I don't got no other options. And I know you do your scam shit on the side. I'll rather do that anyway."

"Man you know Ima make sure you straight Queen. I don't even know why you trippin"

I pursed my lips and titled my head as if to say "Nigga please" .