Exiled

Semaj 32

Quran was extremely quiet as he navigated the streets in his mom's car, Columbus was a nice city and everything but it had nothing on Atlanta, Stone Mountain, Athens... pretty much anywhere in Georgia. I sat back quietly as Quran fidgeted around in his seat, occasionally adjusting his dick and trying not to be too obvious with it but it was hard to miss. Finally, after an hour we pulled up to a place just outside the city where the skyline shone bright in the distance, Quran got out the car and pulled out a blanket and told me to get out. After a few minutes Quran had laid the blanket across the ground and we were sitting there quietly, his mood had shifted from horny to a little somber like this place had brought up a lot of memories and I was almost afraid to ask him what he was thinking until he turned and started kissing me. His kiss told me a lot, and in this place he felt more comfortable than anywhere else in the world.

"My dad used to bring me up here, after every Ohio State game..... when the would win we would just talk and I would tell him everything, I kept no secrets from him. But when they would lose he usually brought my uncle, his brother and he'd let me drink with him; some people my think that my dad is a bad parent for that but he was literally the best dad anyone could've asked for.... This is where I came out, even though he already knew but this is where I first uttered the words 'I'm gay' and he didn't treat me any different. Being here makes me feel close to him." Quran said quietly.

"When I was in jail I tried to kill myself.... it was about a few weeks before I had got out and I was starting to go crazy, I was mad because I was framed for a crime that I didn't commit, I was miserable because the food sucked, and I missed little shyt.... freedom, being able to do what I wanted when I wanted. It was becoming too difficult and I wanted to end it all..... right before I went through with it I was told I was getting out. I sometimes wonder what would've happened had I not gotten the news." I said.

"We've both been through a lot Semaj..... but I'm glad I found you, I wasn't sure how I was going to make it through the entire summer with just Jacobi and you gave me something to make this summer bearable." Quran said looking into my eyes.

"Jacobi's not that bad.... sure there are times when I want to beat his ass and I'm still not sure about him and my cousin but I trust August and if August see the good in him then there must be something there that we're not seeing." I said.

"It's inevitable... that thing you want me to do for you. It's just not going to happen here, in my city. I'm a fighter Semaj, not just physically but mentally as well and what I've learn in my many battles is to know when I can't win..... I would be lying if I was to say I'm not the least bit curious." Quran said smirking in my direction. "But when can discuss this a little more once we get back down south, right now I was go check on my sis Poochie and make sure your boy Torique isn't getting his credit cards ran up." Quran said getting up and looking at me, there was something in his eyes that kinda scared me because it was far more intense than just love, the reason it scared me is because I knew I felt the same way and I just hoped we were moving too fast............................

"Salt and Pepper isn't seasoning and you can argue with ya mama......." August said as we sat in this restaurant eating breakfast after me and Quran left his 'special place last night we went to Poochie's house and ended up drinking some moonshine... then I didn't remember much after that which is why I needed food to help with this hangover.

"Aug do you have to be ignorant every time we go out? You did that shyt on our way up here when we stopped at McDonald's." Clévon said shaking his head at our cousin.

"I'm sorry Clévon, but if I order biscuits than I except soft, fluffy, buttery goodness.... not hard ass bricks that taste like cardboard." August said. "Are y'all in a relationship or are y'all just fuckin?" August asked turning towards Poochie and Torique, August seemed a little pissed about something and it took me no time to guess why he was so irritated.

"August let's smoke......" I said getting up and pulling him with me because Poochie looked like she was about to cuss his ass out and we already had people looking at us. "Wassup with you bruh? Last night you were coo.... somewhat now you seen on edge."

"Fuckin Jacobi man..... we got into last night and I'm still pissed. Him and Nazeer went off somewhere and now he's not picking up. I swear I can't wait til we get through this petty phase of our relationship so everything will go good; I just wish that nigga would deal with that whole Pastor Teague......" August quickly stopped talking.

"What about Pastor Teague?" I asked looking at him but August looked.....well the only way I could describe it was a person who just said too much and hated himself for letting those words slip from his mouth.

"Semaj you gotta promise me that no matter what you will never say anything about Pastor Teague, I don't give a fuck if that nigga is giving a fire ass sermon just don't mention his name. Promise on grandma's grave that you won't bring it up." August said looking into my eyes and for him to ask me that told me that whatever it was should never be repeated.

"You have my word..... but August forreal you and Jacobi need to make up y'alls mind do y'all wanna be with each other or do y'all just like fuckin each other?" I asked and August looked at me like I was stupid.

"Nigga have you been paying attention to anything I've been saying? I fuckin love Jacobi, but he for some inexplicable reason won't break up with Jerell.... even after that nigga got caught on camera getting a sticky maple, even after he got fired for fuckin some random in the bathroom of his job, I could go on and on yet Jacobi turns a blind eye...... I wonder if....... look I'm going to keep fighting for that nigga because that's my heart so to answer your question I wanna be with him HELL YEAH!" August said before walking back into the restaurant.

The rest of our trip was pretty chill but there was nothing report but the trip back to Atlanta was interesting to say the least; August somehow managed to convince Jacobi to ride with him, Clévon, and Rayshawn they passed us a few times and occasionally I would catch a lot of movement going on in the back seat.... I swear August and Jacobi gave ne a headache, when we pulled over to fuel up they didn't even bother stopping there little session in the backseat.

"That should be us......" Quran said kissing me as I pumped the gas. "But you be acting scary like you don't wanna get caught."

"Keep talking I'm making a list of all the shyt you were talking and saving it for you finally give up that ass." I said winking.

"Woah, woah..... I hope you don't think I'm just going to throw it to you, nah you're going to have to woo a nigga, wine and dine a nigga, put some effort into it. I value my body and if you wanna get it you're going to have to earn it." Quran said pinching my chin and walking off, see this nigga wanted to play but I had something for that ass.......

After we dropped everybody off August and Clévon decided to stay at my house tonight mainly because August was determined to fight Jerell and Clévon was determined to watch. All I wanted to do was sleep but with these niggas I knew that wasn't possible because they played too damn much.

"Why do I get the feeling that y'all three are up to no good?" My mom asked walking into my room and looking at us. "Especially you August." She said rolling her eyes which caused August to start laughing.

"Auntie, why do you always assume I'm the troublemaker when was the last time you've heard of me getting into any trouble?" August asked.

"See that's the problem you don't get into trouble which tells me that you are the most dangerous mainly because you know how not to get caught. But I'll be watching y'all especially tomorrow." She said putting up the 'good towels'.

"What's tomorrow?" I asked curiously because my mom only put out the good towels when she was trying to impress somebody.

"Your cousin from Texas will be in town tomorrow for a college tour and I invited him and his friends over for dinner and told him that you would show him around." My mom said and I sat there staring at her who the fuck was this 'cousin' from Texas.......................................

****** QUESTIONS ******

1) Who should get the next two chapters; De'Vaugh, Lucci, Nazeer, Jacobi, or Quran?