Are You Hearing Voices?

P. 71

Abdul walked along the sidewalk on Ward St. until he approached a stop sign, then he made a right. He was still in Colwyn heading towards Jason's house in Darby.

He then reached a small bridge with a train track above it, the bridge stood at the intersection of Darby and Colwyn. When he got underneath it he went inside his book bag, pulled out a vanilla blunt wrap along with a dime bag then he quickly rolled up and continued walking.

As he walked he would take quick drags from the blunt and held it down on his right side. Then he became nostalgic and began thinking.

"How could I let her get to me like that?" He thought to himself.

"I'm so STUPID!"

He then gave a deep sigh, took a slow drag of the blunt, looked down and continued walking. A boy his age dressed in a gray hoodie walked by him. He had his hood up, even though it wasn't raining, nor was it cold. He stopped by Abdul, faced him and gave him dap.

"DuL!!" He said.

"Wassup bro. How you?" He said.

"I'm chilling bruh. How you?" Abdul retorted.

The hooded boy's name was Jamaal. He used to go to Penn Wood High School with Abdul, but then he dropped out in the tenth grade when he turned sixteen.

"I'm good bro. Yo you need some gas?" He asked Abdul.

He was asking Abdul if he wanted to purchase some marijuana from him. Abdul declined his offer.

"Nah I'm good bro. You wanna blow this jawn with me right quick?" Abdul said and gestured the blunt that he was smoking towards him. Jamaal smiled and refused.

"Nah bro, I'm good. I'm bouta go see my PO. I'ma catch up with you later though." Jamaal gave Abdul another dap and continued walking.

"Ard bro, be safe." Abdul said.

He continued walking as he passed the bridge and got near the main road. He was on Chester Pike, which wasn't the main road but a long lane which traveled through all the nearby suburban areas in the Delaware County region. On both sides of the street were a bunch of Papi stores. DuLi would often go to some of them to buy cheese steak platters or blunt wraps. But that wasn't on his agenda today, right now he had to hurry up and go to Jason's house. He picked up his pace and soon got on Main St. Jason's address was "852 Main St. Darby, PA".

Abdul arrived on Jason's block a couple minutes later. He walked up the street and made a right turn at the intersection, then he walked up.

Ms. Elizabeth, an old white widow lady was sitting on a white chair in her lawn. She saw Abdul and smiled and waved.

"SALLAMU ALAYKUM!" She smiled and yelled out.

Abdul waved back. "WALAYKUM SALLAM!" He said.

Abdul still was holding the blunt in his right hand, he didn't hide it as he waved to Ms. Elizabeth. She was an avid smoker. He remembered he even smoked and got high with her a couple times in the past when he used to live in Darby. But then he moved to Lansdowne and he started to see her less frequent.

He then approached the front steps of Jason's house. He took a quick drag of the blunt, it was now finished, he then threw it to the side. He tightened the belt around his waist, fixed his shirt, stood up tall and gave three subtle knocks.

After a few seconds Lisa came to the door and opened up. She had on a white shirt with tan pants, and she was wearing a striped red and blue apron with the Liberian flag on it. Her face lit up when she saw Abdul.