A Lesson Learned

Chapter 5 - Envy versus Jealousy

Navarre walked out of the gym the next morning after a rigorous exercise and pulled out his cell phone as he headed to the bus stop. He was more than angry that he had to take the bus to workout this morning as he usually went to the gym ritually with his best friend Ahmad who always drove.  As he fumed walking down the block, he dialed in the number he had been calling ever since last night, ever since the disturbing text message. More than being angry at his friend, he was generally concerned.

After about the fourth ring, Ahmad answered his cell phone sounding tired, "Hello?"

"My nigga don't tell me you now waking up!" Navarre fumed sounding like a parent. "It's almost one in the afternoon."

"My bad, I guess I slept in today," Ahmad replied yawning. He looked at his clock and then stretched out on his bed.

"Yeah uh huh whatever. I've been blowing up your phone all last night and this morning Ahmad! What the hell happened to you last night?" Navarre demanded more than asked.

Ahmad smirked recalling the previous day with Darius in his mind. "It ain't nothing homie. Darius was just trippin' yesterday is all, sorry to make you worry."

"Who said I was worried," Navarre lied. "I just wanted to know what made you send a text like that is all. What was he trippin' over?!?"

"I think that ma'fucka was just jealous that I wasn't giving him my complete attention, I was busy texting you," Ahmad laughed feeling warm feelings about his crazy boo Darius. "He starting flippin' out and shit, so I started to go off too, I told him to pull the damn car over."

"You did?" Navarre said laughing with his friend. He loved the drama with crazy niggas, he made a mental note to meet this Darius sometime soon.

"Yeah I wasn't playing no games, I thought he was really crazy cause he told me he wasn't pulling over and he started speeding off. That's when I texted you but then he snatched up my phone from me!"

"What, hell fucking no! That nigga must be crazy, you shoulda fucked him up!" Navarre suggested.

"Yeah, but it was kind of turn on you know, that he would start acting up to get my attention. Shit, I must be crazy now too, cause yesterday I was ready to end it with that nigga right then and there."

"Yeah you sound a little out there my friend, he got you feeling some type of way huh?" Navarre asked perplexed. He figured his friend must be falling for Darius, hard and fast.

Ahmad laughed and responded, "Let me just tell you what happened next..."

Ahmad proceeded to tell Navarre about his entire day with Darius and how they texted each other to the wee hours of the morning.

After the story was over Navarre felt a little jealous, yet happy for his friend. "So that's why your bitch ass ain't wake up to go with me to the gym today, you was phone-fucking with a gangsta! Don't you know a nigga had to ask mom dukes to borrow her bus pass!"

The friends shared a laugh and agreed to meet up later that day after they went to their afternoon classes.
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Darius sat on the couch in his spacious living room reminiscing on last night's wild events. He puffed on a fat blunt and changed the channels on his television absentmindedly.

Last night was definitely one of the best he had in a while, well in a week to say the least. After dropping off Ahmad, he went over to a chick he knew in his neighborhood that gave some bomb ass head for a dime bag. Ahmad left him hornier than usual and he just had to have his needs satisfied before the night was over.

Ahmad was definitely someone that intrigued him and kept him on his toes, so he knew he wouldn't be getting rid of the kid anytime soon. Still feeling himself after their date, he went back to his own plush Harlem apartment and banged out his favorite girl. Just as he was lost in thought, the very girl that was consuming his thoughts entered the living room from the bedroom in just her panties and her bra.