Fresh out of prison Lucy promised this time was going to be different. With her sister having her back nothing is going to stop her except the fact that for a felon life isn't sweet. Her ex Jah on the sidelines constantly tempting her with a temptin...
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Ryan
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All her life Lucy had wanted to be a gangster. It was something about the unpredictability of the streets that enticed her. The block gave her a high that she couldn't express. It didn't matter to her what kind of crime she was committing. Just the fact that she was coloring out the lines of society heightened her senses. Like a drug addict in rehab, the five years she spent in prison had detoxed her. It wasn't an easy journey there had been many relapses. There was selling on the inside and brawls in the yard. Assault on a fellow inmate was what extended her three-year sentence by two more. Looking in the rearview mirror of her sister's Chrysler 300 she was happy to see Brody-Daniels corrections center become smaller behind her.
"Lucy? Loooucyyy?" Her sister Ryan yelled getting her attention and snapping her out of her revelry.
"What?"
"Are you listening to me? I was telling you that .... roll up my window. You're wasting my good air with the window down."
Popping her lip, Lucy complied, being that it was her sister's car and she wasn't in the place to make demands anymore. Wiggling the power window switch took a few tries, and after she leaned on the door, she got it to come up.
"When you said 300 I just knew you meant the new nice ones, not this long body. This is a 2004, right?"
"Right."
"And it is 2017?"
"Shut up everybody can't ride around whipping Mercedes and shit. My boo bought me this he didn't want his child's mother taking the bus and I'm grateful." Ryan spoke with a smile on her face about her child's father.
"That explains it then you got it from Crispus trifling ass. This is probably the cheapest thing on the lot. I knew you were lying when you told me you bought a new car. You only lie when he's involved." Lucy snarled turning her nose up at the thought of her sister's baby daddy. Although before she went away she did drive some of the best vehicles that money could buy her favorite being her cocaine white BMW, that wasn't what annoyed her about this car. It was that it was a gift from the father of Ryan's child.
"Why do you insist on calling him that nobody else calls him Crispus, not even me."
"I am not calling a full-grown man Boo-Boo you better get the hell out of here with that."
"Is it because he used to work for you and Jah is that why you give Boo a hard time? Since you're going to be staying with me you can't fight. I don't have Christian around that type of stuff."
Looking at the side of her sister's face Lucy couldn't believe that her little sister had the nerve to try to lay down the law.
"He's a fucking pervert! You were 15 when you had Christian and you still think that's ok. I hate I left you out here by yourself like that I should have protected you"
"Don't start beating yourself up about that Boo is the love of my life Lucy you're going to have to understand that."
Annoyed with her sister Ryan turned up the radio nodding her head to a new hip-hop jam Lucy wasn't sure who the artist was, but she had heard the song a few times on the rec room radio. Thinking about the situation Lucy didn't want her first day out to be like this. Reaching to turn down the radio she decided she was going to apologize even though she didn't mean it. Ryan was like her baby and it hurt her not to be there when she needed her most. With different mothers and the same wanderlust father besides the piercing black eyes and dazzling smile, you wouldn't know that they were sisters. Ryan had a honey golden skin that gave off her inner glow and natural blonde curly hair a tribute to her mixed heritage. She was short and although she had always been on the chubby side you could see the effects childbirth had on her young body. Growing up six years apart made Lucy take a protective role in their relationship she knew she had to look after her baby sister.
"I'm sorry I just get so mad thinking about everything that happened in the five years. You had a baby I lost everything, and you were out here all alone. I promise you I ain't never going back to that place."
Smiling faintly at her sister Ryan nodded her head understanding where her sister was coming from.
"We weren't completely alone...Jah"
"Now you don't start." Lucy sighed rolling her eyes and looked out the window.
"So, you mean to tell me you're not excited to see him. Jah stepped up and helped me out with everything. "
"It's the least he could do."
"You're not the least bit excited to see him?"
Folding her arms Lucy took in the scenery as they approached the neighborhood they grew up in. She saw the irony in all the hard work she and Jah had put in to get out of this place only to end up right back.
"Why would I be excited to see someone who didn't come and see me."
"Jah is a felon you know he couldn't do that?" Ryan responded as if it was the simplest of answers. But to Lucy, it wasn't. Jah hadn't visited her not once during her five-year bid and the sad part about it is that wasn't even what hurt her most. He hadn't remained faithful either. It baffled her how she could take a bid for him and he couldn't cheat on her. Lucy knew she had been seeing the world through a distorted perception. She had believed everything that Jah ever told her his words were more sacred than the holy scriptures. He had been her hall pass to do whatever she wanted in these streets. When she got into a physical altercation with one of his side chicks who happened to be on the inside that was when she realized Jah was only for one person and that was Jah.
"Well let's put all of that in the past Jah and all of that drug shit I just wasn't to be at home get a job and be with my family.
