The Skin I'm In: New Problems, Old Scars (Urban Fiction)

Chapter 7

(Kalifa)

It's been a few weeks and I have been praying and crying over the one thing I wanted the most...

The truth...

I decided to give Kalvin a call so that we could meet up and talk about a few things

"I'm so glad that you called me, I was starting to think you'd forgot about me." He smiled while taking his seat.

"I almost did, so why now? Why didn't I know about this?" I got straight to the point.

"Well, Kalifa, I thought I explained that to you. I searched for you all of my life, since the day I found out about you. You and your mother have always been on my mind, not a day went by that I didn't think about you two." He cleared his throat and took a sip of water. "Look, I know this is a big pill to swallow, but I didn't choose for you to not be in my life, you're mother did. She took you from me and I hope that you can forgive me for not being in your life earlier."

"It's not your fault but I've been through so much, I don't need another person adding more drama to my life. Believing you is not the problem, trusting you is." I had a wall up to protect myself, but his sincerity was slowly breaking it down.

"Kalifa, there's so much I want to know and that I want to tell you. I will wait another eternity for you to understand that I'm here to stay and be a part of the rest of your life." He said while rubbing the back of my hand.

"Tell me what you know about mother. Everything."

"Kalifa... You know when they say "seeing is believing" this is what they were talking about. Before I show you this, I just want to clarify that I didn't know any of this until your mother left." He pulled out a stack of papers and slid them over to me. "This is Chartreuse Findley."

I started by spreading the papers out across the table and scanning the headlines.

"Chartreuse Findley hits another Bank" , "Findley shoots Two Unarmed Officers after robbing a Jewelry Store" "$1,000,000 reward for Chartreuse Findley DEAD OR ALIVE"

"Wait, this is not my mother. How could she do this?" I whispered to myself. This is so unbelievable, I didn't know what to say. "This can't be her... My mother would never do this." I flipped the page to read another article and there she was. There was a mugshot photo of her from when she was a teenager, I had that same picture in my keepsake box.

"It is her." Kalvin spoke quietly. "I couldn't believe it myself."

"You know what, I need to go..." I hurriedly picked up all of the papers and headed for the door.

"Please call me!" I heard him yell, just before the door closed.

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(Ve'Quell)

"Hands up! Let's go! Why are yall playing like middle schoolers?" I yelled to my team. I've been captain of the team for two months now. It's something I've been wanting but now I see why the last captain left.

"Man, we been doing drills fir the last hour, let's hit the court with some new plays man!" Courtney yelled from the back of the line. He was my man's but sometimes I swear he cried like a little girl.

"Alright, since we're having outbursts give me two laps around field, fifty suicides, two more laps and fifty more suicides! Let's go!" 

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After practice, I started my usual routine. I sat on the bench, letting the shower run. I was in the middle of texting Kalifa when Darrell came in with some guys following behind him.

"Didn't I tell yo punk ass to watch yo back?" He knocked my phone out of my hand and pulled me by my collar. I quickly stood to my feet ready to knock this nigga out.

"You had to go get backup? I don't have time to play games D." I stood a couple of inches taller than him.

"Man, get this fool." He yelled to his gang and tried to push me to the ground. I didn't move but I punched him in the jaw making him stumble. His friends and I wrestled each other until they finally got me to the ground. One held me in a choke hold, another restrained my arms and the other held my legs.

"I bet you won't do that again." The guy whispered in my ear.

"So since you want to be superman and shit,  I got something for you." Darrell pulled a bag of white powder from his pocket. "I just cooked this up, especially for you. I call it hooked." He put a rolled up bill in my nose and covered my mouth, so I had no choice...

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*Yes, I am well aware that my chapters are short...

*So what do you think about Chartreuse Findley? Darrell?

*Why'd Kalifa run away from the truth? Or what was it that she ran away from?

*What do you think will happen to Ve'Quell?

*I finally learned how to put pictures up so there you go lol

*Also, check out my new books "Happily Never After" and "Selling My S.O.U.L"
-KarmaJane❤