The Nights

Hood Expectation

     I was just staring into space as time went by. Not a care in the damn world, I had school in a couple hours but I just couldn't sleep at night. 

It was the sounds of the night that kept me awake. I was 16 at the time, ready to graduate, ready to be a damn man. I was ready for anything no matter the obstacle. 

As my thoughts wandered, I drifted to sleep.

"Rahieem Abdul!" I heard shouting that startled my ass. 

I got up and stared at the wall and my momma entered my room with a cigarette lit and some coffee in her other hand.

"Get the fuck up."

The ashes she knocked on the ground she swept away with her slippers.  I pushed the covers off of me and headed to the bathroom. I Brushed my teeth, washed my face and plucked my 'fro out.

   I walked into the kitchen and my momma was holding an envelope looking at me.

"Rahieem, your father sent you some money. His black ass ain't never send nothing for me? Typical ass negro."

She inhaled her cigarette and put it out in the ashtray.
"You hungry boy?"                  

"Yeah Ma, I can eat."
She reached into her robe and pulled out five dollars.

"Take your ass to the diner and eat something, tell Ronda hook you up cause your momma sent you."                                  

"Okay cool, could I have the money dad sent me?"

She handed me the torn envelope and inside it held fifty dollars.

"Damn he real generous today."

Usually my father would send 20's or 10's, so this is out of the ordinary.

"Baby, I want you to put it up. I know you want them nike's I promise i'll get them for you.

I kissed her cheek, "I know ma, I gotta go now."

  The sounds of the street always excited me. You got liquor stores on every corner. Gangs on each block, bitches everywhere. Shit, stereotypical huh? It's the damn truth.

On my way to the diner I seen a group of familiar faces from the block. My stomach started to turn. I knew them niggas wasn't no good but, I can't turn back now... Ima look scared.

I read thug on all they faces, just mean mugging me. I walked passed em with my head down feeling glares upon my back.

"Aye lil homie!" yelled one of em.

I reacted slow because I was deciding on ignoring them or not but i'm going to still see them on my way out.

I turned around and shoved my hands into my pockets.

"Yeah?" I said weakly.

"Yo why the hell you looking like that?" He started to laugh and his men laughed too.

"Man I don't know, I got to get to school." I replied.

They all started laughing at my ass.

"You go to school in them busted ass nike's?"
They all started laughing hysterically.

His name was Vernon, he was a dark skin tall brother that stayed with the newest things. New chucks? He got them, New nike's? He got them. All he could use was a little bit of humbleness.

As for the rest of his men, dressed in black with the newest shoes too. The shoes that I'm begging my mother to get.

"I know you don't get no pussy either!" He shouted.

I stood there as they made fun of my man hood. Just straight ridiculing me.

"I get pussy." I said seriously looking them dead in the eye.

I never had sex before though, around my age everybody is sexually active, I'd rather lie than look like a virgin bitch.

"Oh yeah? what's your favorite position nigga?"

I thought for a second, all them x rated CD's my dad used to have in the box... I remembered it being a asian girl with a dick in her mouth.

"I like it in her mouth." I said with confidence.

They all started busting out laughing again, "Yo get the fuck on virgin, you ain't get your dick sucked! Tell some real shit clown."

They all shook they head and turned around. I guess i'd go now, just cause i haven't been in pussy yet don't make me one.