Theodore
"Wake up!"
The bag was pulled off of my head. I had to blink a few times to fix my vision since I was in complete darkness for what felt like hours. I was in some basement under a small window. Malaysia sat in one corner of the basement and so did Victoria. They were both getting the bags taken off of their heads and were trying to regain their vision just like I was.
Keenon paced between the three of us holding a large gun in his hands, I guess trying to scare us but I wasn't scared. I was only frightened that I was locked up in this basement with these fucking lunatics. Keenon was toting around this gun, crazy ass Rodney was somewhere in this house, I haven't spoken to Malaysia in years but I know she's not mentally there, and this Nick kid. I don't know who he was but he looked awfully young to be hanging with these niggas. I don't know what his beef with me was either. I've never seen him a day in my life but he keeps mugging me and gripping his gun like we've been beefing for years.
"Wake up motha fuckas," Nick yelled. "Y'all all wanna know why y'all here?"
"No," Malaysia mumbled. "Ain't you Victoria's student?"
"Yeah, so what?" He asked.
I scrunched up my face. "So, why you got us tied up here? You tryna fuck or something?"
"Nigga, who is you? Stay yo' ass over there," He snapped.
Victoria sighed. "Nick stop it, please."
Nick sighed. "Man, Miss. McDonald, you should be glad I got a soft spot for you," He said as he lowered the gun in his hands. "But I don't have soft spots for the rest of y'all motha fuckers."
"Nigga, I don't even know you," I spoke up.
"But I know about, ole big shot NBA star. You think you got your shit together but we all know you really don't. You just a fraud ass nigga and I really want to expose you, I really do. But I'm gonna save that good stuff for later man. It's gonna be funny as hell seeing y'all reaction when I expose yo' ass."
I nodded my head. "A'ight, expose me nigga. I haven't done shit, but gon' head and have fun trying to expose me."
"Just shut up Theodore," Victoria said.
I snapped my head in her direction. "Damn, who's side are you on ma?"
"Aye, aye nigga look over here!" Nigga said loudly. "Don't listen to her. I'm talking to you right now so keep your attention over here. And don't be doing that shit when Luther comes down here either. I really don't want Keenon to have to kill you."
"I been waiting to kill you for years my nigga," Keenon said as he stopped in front of me.
"For what? I ain't did shit to you."
"You broke me and Victoria up."
I kissed my teeth. "Okay, but I thought you was the one that broke up with her if I remember correctly. And what? All y'all crazy ass niggas got a thing for her or something?" I asked, realizing, somehow, all of these guys talked about how they wanted Victoria. They were going off of old feelings they had for her and it made me question what she's been up to lately.
Keenon smirked as he looked at Victoria. "That's my bitch."
"Man, I told yo' ass before about saying that shit," I said trying to stand up but the ropes tied around my arms and legs were holding me back. Being constrained like some kind of animal frustrated me even more.
"That shit is disrespectful nigga," Nick responded.
Keenon slapped his chest. "Man, whatever. Yo' ass just sprung off yo' teacher."
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Yours Truly (Urban) Book 5 | The Sideline Series
General FictionWith a career on the line and a fiancee at home, Theodore doesn't have time for anymore of the games he used to run back in high school especially with girls. After contracting the disease of a lifetime, he turned his life around and vowed to stick...