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Date Posted: 09:51:56 07/16/02 Tue
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ChocolateDelight
's message, "Down Ass Chick Chapter 1" on 08:58:03 07/10/02 Wed
Title: Down Ass Chick
Author: ChocolateDelight
Rating: R but will change to NC-17 for one chapter
Author's Notes: Thanx for the reviews. Here's chapter 7.
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Chapter 7
The next day, Omari woke up when he heard his cell phone go off to the tune of Nelly’s “E.I.”. He rolled on his side and picked his phone off the coffee table. “Yo.”
“Man what the fuck happened at Static?”
Omari recognized the voice belonging to his cousin Jarell. Omari couldn’t believe how fast word traveled to his cousin. He wanted to be the one to tell him so he could explain his motives. But now it looks like that ain’t gon happen. “Two nights ago right Keisha spent the night over my house because she got in a fight with her father.”
“Over you. Yeah I know.”
“Well anyway yesterday afternoon she was on Western waiting on Rissa to pick her up when Mario pulls up next to her and starts messing with her. So I run down there and tell his ass to get loss. So later that night Rissa and Keisha was at Static and Mario and Kelt crowded around Keisha and Mario grabbed her arm and shit and calling her a bitch like he was gon hit her. So I run up to them, Mario pushes Keisha down, I punch him and Kelton comes after me with a gun so I shot his ass in the stomach before he could shoot me.”
“Nigga word on the street is Mario out for yo fuckin blood becuz you know that his muthafuckin cuttin.”
“I can handle that pussy ass nigga,” Omari lied.
Y’all want the truth? Omari ain’t scared of Mario. He scared of what Mario gon do to get to him. Like Mario can go after Jarell, Fizz, Marisa, or worse La’ Keisha just to get his fuckin revenge. But one thing that Mario didn’t realize was that Omari would do anything to protect the ones he cared for.
“Yo meet me at my place in an hour.”
“Aiight one.”
“One.”
Omari hung the phone up and walked into the bathroom to wash up and change into Girbaud jeans and a matching black shirt. After he put on his Tims he walked into the kitchen to see La’ Keisha on the phone. Omari walked over to her and started to kiss the nape of her neck.
“Ok. I’ll see you in a bit Justine.” La’ Keisha hung up the phone and turned around and pecked Omari on the lips. “What do you want?”
“You,” was Omari’s single reply as he started to unbutton her shirt and kiss the brown skin he exposed.
“The offer is tempting but I’m going to North Riverside with Justine and Marissa. So you’re gonna have to wait.”
La’ Keisha pushed past Omari and smiled when she heard him groan. “Come on girl. You can’t leave me like this,” he complained.
“I believe I can. I’ll see ya later.”
Five minutes after La’ Keisha left, Omari hopped in his Benz and headed over to his crib. When he walked in, Jarell sat up and ended his call with Justine. “Why you want me to come over here?”
“I want you to come stay with me until this shit blow over with Mario.”
Jarell nodded his head. “Aiight. But I ain’t got no clothes or nothing.”
“I’ll send Jerome to get yo stuff.”
Jarell said nothing as he walked into the guest room and slammed the door. Omari knew that Jarell was mad that he had to be “watched” over but he’d just have to deal with it. Because Omari be dammed if he let Mario hurt his family.
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La’ Keisha and Justine walked into Fresh Wear to find Justine an outfit for her date with Jarell when they go see Usher in concert. “This is decent!” Justine exclaimed as she picked up a white Baby Phat fit.”
“It’s cool but not like this Encye right chere,” La’ Keisha said as she grabbed the fit and held it up to her body. She would look like a true dime if she bought that. La’ Keisha looked at the tag and felt her dreams disappear. Shit her ass ain’t rich. And she wasn’t gon beg Omari for him to buy it for her. She ain’t that desperate.
“So Rell told me what happened at Static. You aiight?”
“Yeah. I’m just still in shock, naw mean?”
Justine grabbed the Baby Phat fit and started walking for the dressing room. “Watch out for that nigga Mario. He gon try to hurt O by hurting you.”
“I know but that nigga ain’t gon get the chance.”
Just then Justine’s phone rang. “Hello,” La’ Keisha answered.
“Where Just at?”
“Hold on Rell,” La’ Keisha said as she peaked into the dressing room. “It’s Rell.”
Justine dropped her shirt on the floor and grabbed the phone. Ya see Justine drops everything whenever Jarell calls her. She wasn’t sprung or no type of shit like that. She just loved that boy with all of her heart. I mean they have been together since they were 14. That’s two years. The longest relationship Justine has ever had. And some people even said that Justine and Jarell were going to marry but that’s a long time from now. “Hey baby what’s up?”
As they continued to talk, La’ Keisha walked out the sore and began to think. Shit. She ain’t gonna lie. She scared. But she ain’t gon let anybody know that. She always learned that no matter how bad she felt inside, she couldn’t let it show on the outside because to many muthafuckas would try to use that shit to bring her down. So for her whole life she sucked it up and dealt with it. But this situation was different. La’ Keisha ain’t never been in no shit like this and she ain’t know what to do. She just hoped her moms could help her from heaven. La’ Keisha turned around to see Mario standing down by Carson’s staring at her with revenge in his eyes. Scared, La’ Keisha walked back into Fresh Wear to see Justine payin for her fit. “Girl let’s rotate. I’m starving.”
So they walked down to the food court and got some stuff from Smokehouse to go and headed to Justine’s house. “So what Rell want?” La’ Keisha asked once they were in Justine’s room.
“Just to tell me he would be stayin over O’s for awhile. Ya know just until the shit with Mario is over.”
“That nigga followed us to the mall today.”
“What?! How ya know?”
“I saw him outside Fresh Wear. I betta head out. I’ll be in touch.”
“Where ya goin?”
“Back to Aunt Natalie’s house. Watch yo back girl.”
La’ Keisha walked out the house and caught the L back to her house. She opened the door and walked to her room to get the rest of her stuff since Marissa already got her shit earlier that morning. After she packed three bags of clothes and underwear, she called Fizz. She told him to pick her up at Subway on Chicago in 15 minutes. After she hung up the phone, she grabbed some money from her father’s “private” stash under the sink and pinned the money in her bra. She then wrote her father a note telling him how she was okay and how she loved him. She placed the letter on the counter before heading out the door.
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Y'all know what to do.
Holla!
ChocolateDelight
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