“Damn, all these muthafuckas holding traffic up!” Michelle complained as she beeped her horn at a truck in front of us. Some niggas were at the truck’s window talking.
BLOP! BLOP! BLOP! BLOP! BLOP! One of the dudes had just pulled out a pistol and fired five live ones inside the truck.
I was so scared that I pissed on myself, as I ducked down in the car’s seat. I think that everyone was scared shitless, because we were stuck behind the truck with nowhere to run.
“Oh my God!” Joy screamed.
“Ooh, I should’ve stayed my ass at home tonight.” Michelle cried.
The gunfire ended as fast as it started, but I was still afraid to lift my head up. Michelle was the first to take a look and see if the coast was clear.
“Oh shit, those niggas are dead!” she screamed then placed her hands over her mouth.
I rose up to see the passengers of the truck’s head hanging outside of the window, dead as a doorknob. The parking lot was in pandemonium. We didn’t know what to do. I didn’t even want to get out of the car, eventhough it was obvious that we couldn’t get around that truck.
“Raven!” I heard someone scream my name. I peered around to find where the call was coming from.
“Raven!” the person yelled again, only that time they sounded closer.
“Raven!” they repeated, and that was when I clearly recognized the voice. It was Jah.
He jogged over to Michelle’s Toyota Camry. “Baby, you okay?” he asked me as he opened the passenger’s door.
I nodded my head yes.
“Is the baby okay?” he asked as he rubbed my belly. I nodded again.
“I was so fucked up when I saw them niggas running from this direction. I was watching y’all leave when they started shooting.”
“No, they were shooting at them.” Michelle pointed at the blue F1-50.
Jah glanced at the truck. “Oh shit, I know that nigga. He’s from Brewster Park. Baby, don’t you recognize that truck?” he asked me.
That’s when it dawned on me. That was Jamel’s truck! Raquel’s cousin was lying in front of me dead.
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The next day I caught hell. Jahrein was on a rampage. He was tearing up shit, searching for some kind of evidence that didn’t exist. He swore that I’d been fucking Khalil all along. He was going through the closets, under the couches, the garage, and all the cars. I was still in a daze over the entire Jamel incident, so I hadn’t said much. I even tried reaching out to Quel, but got no response.
“I knew that your ass was hiding something. Niggas kept telling me that you was too good to be true.” he ranted on and on.
I sat on the couch in the same spot for hours. I let him vent. At the time he wasn’t going to believe anything that I had to say, anyway. He was searching the house high and low like some crack head looking for their last piece of rock.
“Telling me that I’m tripping when I tell your ass to stay at home. This is why your ass can’t go nowhere.” he griped to himself. “Disrespecting me in public and shit.” he mumbled on as he went from room to room.
“Was he good?” he stopped and asked me out of nowhere.
“What? I have never fucked with him.” I lied.
“Yeah, let you tell it.” he mumbled as he walked out the front door only to come right back inside. “You lucky that your ass is pregnant, or else I would fuck you up. Aint had no business in the club with a damn belly, anyway. Got my niggas calling me, telling me that your ass is hugged up in the club with that bitch ass nigga.”
I was becoming aggravated. I couldn’t do shit without there being a problem. And those damn friends of his needed to mind their own business. Spying on me and shit. He was always doing something, but I went through hell and back when I fucked up in the slightest. We spent entirely too much time focusing on what I'd done wrong, but Jahrein never wanted to talk about all the dirt he'd done.
“Well, I’m tired of talking about it.” I snapped.
“You tired of talking about it? Well,Iaint done talking about it. Are you going tomakeme stop talking about it?” he asked as he moved in closer.
“I aint scared of you! Bring your bitch ass over here if you want to!” I screamed as I picked up my heel that was sitting on the floor and stood up.
