Boondocks: The New kids.

The Troublesome Kid

Riley's POV.

It's been two weeks since everything happened and granddad still sweating me about leaving the house. This ole' nigga wanna give up old shit.

"I'm leaving the house!" I say as I head for the door.

"You aren't leaving shit after that shit you pulled last week. You're lucky I didn't homeschool your ass!" Granddad yells.

"Ed hooked me up with some artillery! I don't need a chaperone to go to play basketball!"

Granddad gives me some looks. "Huey!" He calls.

A couple seconds later Huey walks down the stairs. "What?" He says.

"I want you to walk to the basketball game with your brother. And make him come back before it gets dark." Huey looked at me and then back at granddad. "Alright." He jogs back upstairs and do what I assume is to put on his shoes.

He comes back down and then we both walk out the door. "And be back before dark!" Granddad yells after us. When he closes the door, i put up my middle finger and I continue walking.

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When we get to the basketball court I look at Huey and smile. I quickly push that nigga on to the road and start to run at full speed. "Fuck you nigga!" I yell as I continue to run.

I hear fast footsteps rushing behind me. I just hand a bean burrito. And I was a little sluggish then I was before. I turn and run. Me and Huey are now on the road. I see some Asian kid on a bike.

I rush up behind him and pull him
Off the bike. "Go eat your chicken noodles!" I yell as I peddle away. I couldn't even hear that nigga Huey. This nigga was eating my dust.

They had this good-looking ass girl that told me that had a party at the old abandoned ed mansion. I couldn't resist.

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I was there in only a couple of minutes. I jump off the bike. It lands in the ditch. The girl I have seen, must've heard me pull up, because she came out the front of the mansion.

That girl's perfume smells horrible. Smell like fish. "Well, I don't hear no music, girl. Unless you want something else.." I rub my hands together.

"That's because." Before she could finish her sentence. I feel something press against my skull. A Gun. "It's a setup." A guy said. I recognize his voice. "Jonathan? You tryna kill me? The fuck you want from me? You know how many people you hurt? And almost killed."

He laughs. "You think I care? Huh? I'm offing every witness that has seen me. Your brother isn't here to save you anymore." He says. And then I feel pain to in the back of my head and then everything goes back.

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I wake up. I was tied down to a chair. Something stinks. And there was only one light, it was very dim. I was soaking wet. I look around and I see a table, it had sledgehammers on it. Regular hammers, pepper spray, a gun, brass knuckles. What were these people about to do to me?

I still feel pain to the back of my head and it was still stinging, not as bad as before but, still there. The smell was getting harder to bare. I looked around the dark corners of the room. I sent chills down a niggas spine.

Finally, I heard over a loudspeaker, "Hello, Riley... Welcome to the Deep end. This is where we bring the little boys and girls who don't know how to keep their mouths shut." My eyes widen as I listen to what he says. "Don't worry, we aren't going to kill you, we're just going to make it so that you aren't going to want to talk to anybody. I have plans for you, my friend"