One Shots

Ghosts and Unloyal Hoes.

Chanel
2016
Eleven-Thirty P.M

Man, studying for this A.P Trigonometry II final has by far been the most stressful task I've had to take on in these four years of college— at least on the academic side of things. I dropped my pencil against my notebook taking a deep silent sigh, thankful to finally be done even though it was way past my bedtime. As I stood I stretched my legs before collecting my shower basket, a change of clothes, and my towel and heading to the bathroom.

When I got there I wasn't surprised to be the only one still up and moving around especially since it was finals week. I stepped into the shower, stripped, and turned the water up until it was so high I could barely tolerate the heat. But I needed that water good and steamy so I could be ready for bed. I heard what sounded like something slamming but I paid it no mind.

I got my washcloth nice and sudsy as I wrapped it around my bar of Shea Butter & Vanilla soap before rinsing, lathering and scrubbing down my entire body. Shower time was my favorite part of the day. Aside from chilling in the dorm between classes when my roommate Darcell was gone, this was the only time I could be truly alone. I stood directly under the extremely hot water that seemed to sizzle against my skin.

I heard that slamming sound again and I quickly rinsed myself clean and turned off the running water. After wrapping myself in my towel, I poked my head out of the stall to see no one there. "Hello?" I asked to no audible reply. Darcell must be trynna fuck with me, I thought to myself. I kissed my teeth, "Dar that ain't funny stop dickin' around," I said— and again nothing.

Sighing, I decided to head back to the dorm in my large plush pink towel. I wasn't about to stick around like one of those clueless idiots in the movies. Upon entering our room I saw Darcell sound asleep with her phone to her ear just like she'd been when I left. "Damn I wish I had a nigga to fall asleep on the phone with," I mumbled to myself as I applied lotion, deodorant, and dressed in a white camisole and some black shorts before hopping into bed. I cut off my light and turned over before falling asleep.

I always had nothing but the most beautiful dreams. I'd dream of my future, the kids I'd have, the life I wanted. But tonight that was interrupted. My sleep was broken by the sound of faint cries. As I stirred, I sat up rubbing my eyes and looked around in the dark. I looked over and saw Darcell still asleep or maybe she was pretending to be asleep because she didn't want me to see her crying. "Darcell," I whisper-yelled but she didn't respond. "Darcell," I called again but she didn't budge.

Whatever, I thought before turning over and going back to sleep.

The next morning I woke up super early and got my day started right away. I needed to keep my mind busy and for good reasons. I brushed my teeth, and headed back to the room to see Darcell sitting up on her phone. "Good morning, how was your sleep?" I asked and she shrugged, looking kind of uneasy. "I tossed and turned a little. Yours?" She asked and I shook my head. "It was weird. I could have sworn I heard someone crying so I woke up. It must have been a bad dream."

I sat on my bed opening my laptop before Darcell spoke up again, "You did hear crying. I was crying." I looked over. "What? What was wrong sis?" I got up and sat beside her to hug her. "I— I saw something." My brows drew together. "What do you mean? What did you see?" I asked and she looked at me with tears in her eyes. "I saw RaShawn... he was standing over you."

I stood up growing irritated. Darcell and I were tight no doubt, but for her to play in my face like that on today of all days had me feeling disrespected. "Dar, why the fuck you playing?! That shit ain't funny!" I snapped and I watched her stand up reaching for my hand but I snatched it back. "I swear Chanel on everything I love! He was so angry, he kept asking over and over again, 'how could you let them kill me?' He heard me gasp and turned around and told me to go back to sleep or... he'd kill us both."

I rolled my eyes. "This isn't cool at all Dar! RaShawn got shot up a year ago and I told you he thought I set him up and this how you repay me?! On his anniversary? I had to watch my man fight for his life... sitting right next to me in his own car. I told you in confidence that he used his last breaths to pant, 'you set me up' and you think that's something to play with? I thought we was home girls but I guess I was wrong." I shook my head turning around, getting dressed, and heading to the cafe for breakfast.

I was astonished at the bullshit I was being presented with this early in the morning. Nevertheless I got through my day with ease. All that studying paid off though, I walked out of my AP Trig II final confident I'd passed that test with at least a B-. I stayed out of the dorm all day hoping to avoid Dar because I knew she was out of class since it was finals week. When I headed back however, I was exhausted. I stripped into my bra and underwear and just laid down needing sleep ASAP.

I don't know how long later it was though, that I was woken up to Darcell's voice sounding panicked. "Don't hurt her please... she didn't do it. I set you up, it was me!" What the fuck? Is she seeing things? ... SHE SET HIM UP?! I turned around to see her standing on her bed trembling in fear as a silhouette... a transparent silhouette stood between our beds. "Oh my God..." I said in shock and the silhouette turned around and in front of me stood... RaShawn. I stood on my bed in fear— unsure of how to process what I was seeing. It had been one long year since I'd seen him and... there were those bullet holes in his chest. I cried as I held my hand to my lips.

He started to rush towards me and Darcell spoke up, "$25,000 and some dope right?! That's what they was trynna get off you right?!" RaShawn turned around with confusion written all over his face. "Who else would know that?! Who? Besides the person that helped set you up? You pissed off my dad when you robbed his trap and stole his shit and I did what I had to do... I'm sorry... I loved you too. But you wanted her so you chose ya side and made it easy for me to choose mine."

"What?!" I snapped dropping to my knees in disbelief at what I was hearing. RaShawn cupped my face but all there was to feel was cold. "I'm sorry baby. I've been angry with you for a long time." He kissed my lips as tears ran down my face and then he ran into Darcell, disappearing into the wall with her. I couldn't even sort through my emotions or try to make sense of what just went down. There was no processing that. All there was to do was cry.

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