Dancing on Achilles Heels BxB (Staten Krown)

8

SANTANA

"Now still a good time..." I state.

It's after school. I was supposed to meet him here. He's standing there dressed in all black sweats and a baseball cap turned backward. Desta smiles when he sees me. It's as though he's really happy to see me. I smile back. For some reason, I'm kind of happy to see him too.

"Yeah..." he starts.

Just when he is saying that I hear a car zooming around the corner. It's playing loud music. I look at Desta at that moment. There is this look of real fear in his eyes. Real fucking fear.

"Fuck..." he states.

"What is it?" I ask then stare at the car approaching, "Who is it?"

"My dad. Act like you don't know me."

"What?"

"He's a Suwoo OG. Act like you don't know me," he tells me again, "Wait. Here take my gym bag. He'd kill me if he saw me dancing."

There was legit fear in his eyes at that moment. I immediately grab his gym bag and put in some earphones. I turn away from him and start walking even though there is no music playing in the earphones. It look like we are just walking by each other. In the corner of my eyes though I see the car pull up. I see this guy sitting in the passenger seat. There is a smell of weed coming out of the car.

"Where the fuck you been?" Desta's father says aggressively through the window.

He's real aggressive. More aggressive than I care for. I turn back and luckily he's too busy to notice me. A part of me wants to go over there and intervene especially when I see the guy hop out of the car. It's the look in Desta's eyes that I'm worried about. There is real fear in those eyes. What the hell was all that about?

"Dad wait...please," Desta states.

Desta puts his hands up as his dad approaches. I turn back almost immediately. I am ready to do something. I'm not sure what but I'm ready to do something. ANYTHING. I wasn't going to let this dude just hit on a poor kid who wasn't ready to defend himself.

But Desta's father doesn't hit him. He hugs him.

"I'm so happy I found you."

I'm just as confused as Desta is when it happens. Desta is just standing there all limp and shit. He's not sure how to react to the fact that his dad is hugging him.

"What's going on?"

"We getting a new house."

"How?"

"I found a way to get your Aunt Tonetta to give us some money that your mother left us. Legally. Spoke to a lawyer. You just have to sign these papers here and I'll be able to claim the money for you. Then we can move out Aunt's house."

"We are buying a house in the Bottom?"

Desta's father looks at him, "The Bottom? Fuck the Bottom. We're moving away."

~

It's awkward on the way to my house to practice for the upcoming event. I'd only heard parts of the conversation between Desta and his father but what I did know was that they were planning on moving away. It wasn't my business. I shouldn't feel some type of way but it kind of is that same feeling you get when a good friend tells you that he's moving away. Of course, that's the weird thing. Desta and I weren't good friends. A part of me, some hidden part maybe thought we were going to be friends.

I want to ask Desta about this but...I don't.

A part of me just can't.

"Welcome to my humble abode," I state.