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Hustler's Blood
By: BigBossJay Date: September 19, 2019, 11:22 am
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Red sat in his car, rolling blunts as music pounded through his
speakers. His phone vibrated and, quickly, he turned the music
down and answered.
Red. Wassup, OG?
MJ. Everything cool?
Red. I told you it would be, man. I got it.
MJ. I'm trusting you, man.
Red. The business in good hands. Aye, word got back what's going
on down there in Aventura with you.
MJ. I'm gon' be down here for a little while longer. It's a lot
of shit.
Red. Handle ya candle, OG. This here taken care of.
MJ. Good lookin, Red. Holla if shit get too crazy.
Red. I got you. One.
Red hung up and sighed. Just as he was about to turn his music
up again, his phone rang again. He answered.
Red. Who dis?
Operator. You have received a call form an inmate at the Carver
City Federal Prison...
??. It's Pops, Lil' Red.
Operator. Do you accept the charges?
Red's nose flared.
Red. Fuck no.
He hung up the phone and looked up as his boys Malik and Donovan
were walking out of their dorm. He honked the horn and nodded
when they looked in his direction. They walked to him and they
all slapped hands.
Malik. What you doing sitting out here? I know you ain't
enrolling.
Red. I'ma leave this book shit to you two niggas, y'all leave
this street shit to me. What y'all bout to get into? Let's ride
out and burn one.[/center]
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Re: Hustler's Blood
By: deHamm Date: September 19, 2019, 12:08 pm
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Malik slid into the passenger seat as Donovan opened the back
door. Red looked over at the both of them then he began to bag
out of his parking spot lighting the blunt.
Malik. Where you was at yesterday nigga? One of Angel's sister
was askin about you...
Red. I had some shit to take care of... But I aint fuckin with
Reka.. I told you that. She look funny..
Donovan and Malik both laughed.
Donovan. Reka do look a lil funny...
Malik. -laugh- You hit her funny lookin ass though..
Donovan. I did... -sigh- I aint gon do that shit no more
though.. I was drunk. She do got a bad ass body though.
Malik shook his head turning his attention back to Red who was
passing him the blunt.
Malik. I wasn't talkin bout her though.. It's some new chick
that just transferred from another school she said.
Red. How my name come up?
Malik shrugged.
Malik. Iono. Angel called me askin about you for her though.
Malik took a hit of the blunt as Red turned a corner, then he
handed it to Donovan.
Malik. They havin a lil party tonight though.. Off campus at the
old stomping grounds. Yall down?
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Re: Hustler's Blood
By: BigBossJay Date: September 19, 2019, 7:48 pm
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Donovan. Shit, you know I'm down.
Red. What time?
Malik. I was gon' push through around like 10.
Red. Bet, I can make that.
Red pulled up to a stop sign and accepted the blunt.
Donovan. Fuck you mean? What you got going on?
Red. OG asked me to look out for shit while he was down in
Aventura handling business.
Malik. Oh word? Streets gotta answer to you?
Red. Something like that. It's just a lil' temporary shit. I
been running with the nigga since I was like 12. May as well
leave me in charge of it. I gotta go meet with these Chinese
cats, but yeah. We can roll through.
The trio continued to ride around and smoke themselves out
before Red took his meeting...
...Red stepped into the building with Donovan in tow and looked
around as the party lit up. He slapped hands with a few of his
regular customers and some guys he knew on the block, and handed
out hugs to the girls who couldn't wait to push up on him. Soon
enough, Malik fought through the crowd and slapped hands with
him.
Malik. I ain't think you was coming, nigga.
Red. I told you I was, fool. Gotta see what's on the market.
Donovan. I see something I'm trying to handle already. I'll
holla at y'all.
Donovan pushed through the crowd as Red shook his head. A short,
Hispanic girl walked up and kissed Malik on the cheek.
Malik. There you are, girl. This my brother from another mother,
Red.
Angelica. Red?
Red. I go by Red.
Angelica smiled and nodded.
Angelica. Okay. Nice to meet you, Red. I'm Angelica.
Red. I heard a lot about you.
Angelica. I have to go find Anjali.
Red's ears perked up as Angelica walked off.
Malik. Why that shit sound familiar?
Red. We was in school with a chick named Anjali.[/center]
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Re: Hustler's Blood
By: deHamm Date: September 19, 2019, 8:39 pm
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Malik looked at Red as he tried to remember her face to put it
with the name.
Malik. You sure she went to our school?
Red. Positive.. You gon know her when you see her..
Malik glanced over at Red then he scanned the room looking for
the bar. He hit Red on his chest with the back of his hand and
nodded toward a corner of the room. He spotted what he was
looking for, and he was glad Angel took his advice to have
alcohol. When they made their way over, they ran into Ahmad.
Ahmad and Malik slapped hands while Red fixed himself a drink.
Ahmad. Malik. How are you man? Im glad you came..
Malik. Where else would I be? -smirk- This my boy Red..
Ahmad. Red.. Nice to meet you..
Red nodded at Ahmad as he looked around the party.
Ahmad. Oh.. There the girls are...
Malik glanced at Ahmad as Angelica approached them again with
friends following behind her. Malik stretched his arm to hug
Asia as the other girl looked at Red.
Malik. Wassup?
Angelica. This my new sister.... She just transferred from
Herston, but she from here..
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Anjali smiled as she waived at Malik and he spoke.
Malik. Oh. Shit.. You that cops daughter...
Anjali paused for a moment than nodded. She hadn't been labeled
by her father in a while, so he brought her back. "Now I know
I'm really back home.."
Anjali. Yeah.. That's me..
She turned her attention back to Red as they stared at each
other. They had a thing for a little while, but she had to leave
for school and they hadn't spoken since.
Angelica. She's my sister.. Don't be calling her out like that..
-sigh- Anyways.. She said she used to buy green from Red..
Anjali nodded as she glanced back at Angel then back at Red.
Anjali. Yeah... You uh... You still got me?
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Re: Hustler's Blood
By: BigBossJay Date: September 20, 2019, 2:09 am
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Red stared at Anjali, his mind racing back to a few years
prior...
Red held onto Anjali's wrists above her head, planting kisses on
her neck while she moaned softly in his ear. They were in his
mother's laundry room in the middle of a hot summer day.
Anjali's sun dress was on the floor next to his boxers, and Red
was pushing himself further and further inside of her.
Anjali. Ryan, oh my God...
Red. That shit feel good, ma?
Anjali. Hell yeah.
Red. You gon' miss this shit when you go to school, girl.
Anjali looked at Red and sighed, forcing him out of her. He
stumbled back and looked at her with a confused look.
Anjali. Why do you keep bringing that up?
Red. What?
Anjali. You don't want me to go to school or something?
Red. Man, it ain't even like that, Anj.
Anjali. What is it like, then, Ryan? Because every time you
bring it up, you act like it's some bad thing that I got
accepted somewhere out of state.
Red. I ain't said nothing like that, baby, calm down.
Red attempted to kiss Anjali and she pushed him back. He sighed
and shook his head.
Red. You trippin'.
Anjali. No, you're the one that's trippin'. You can't get mad at
me because I'm getting out of here, you had the opportunity.
Red. You taking shit too far, Anjali, I would never be mad that
you're doing your thing. Shit, you ain't my girl anyway.
A tense silence fell over the room as the two stared at each
other.
Anjali. That's how you feel?
Red. It's a fact, ain't it? You the one said you wasn't trying
to find something serious since you was leaving in the fall.
Anjali grabbed her sundress and slipped it back onto her body.
Anjali. Maybe if you would have kept playing ball then you would
get outta here, too. You're too busy running behind MJ to see
your own potential.
Red. Everybody ain't lucky to have a Pops with a pension,
Anjali.
Anjali. Spare me that pity story, alright? I heard Coach Atwood
talking to Principal Dawes in the office. He told her if you
hadn't quit the team, you would have gotten a full ride
scholarship anywhere in the country.
Red. You done preaching to me, Mama?
Anjali chuckled and shook her head.
Anjali. You're a piece of fuckin' work, Ryan.
Anjali stormed from the laundry room and out to her car, leaving
a naked Red standing in the laundry room. Instead of them having
another month together, Anjali went away to school within that
week...
Red nodded, a smile creeping across his face.
Red. I got you, yo.[/center]
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Re: Hustler's Blood
By: deHamm Date: September 20, 2019, 9:00 pm
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Malik looked at Anjali and Red as they smiled at each other.
Before she could say anything else, the DJ began to play their
song and Angelica looked at Anjali and Asia.
Angelica. C'mon yall.. We gotta go.
The girls began to bee-line to the dance floor while the crowd
parted like the red sea. Malik followed in behind them to get a
good view of his girl. He enjoyed seeing her stroll because she
looked so damn good doing it. He looked to his side and saw Red
was standing next to him watching as well enjoying the show.
Malik could tell his eyes had been fixed on Angelica's new
sister. He went back to watching Angel as they made eye contact
and he bit his lip. She cracked a smile began to focus on
something else. At his next glance, he saw Donovan next to Red
and Red was still staring at Anjali.
Malik smirked and leaned closer to Red.
Malik. You know her?
Red glanced over at Malik then he looked back at Anjali.
Red. Something like that..
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Anjali kept on step and on beat while she and Red continued to
look at each other. Since the day she left, she had thought
about seeing him again. Prior to now, she thought she was ready
to see him, but she realized that there was nothing she could
have done to prepare. He had grown and matured physically and he
still had that look in his eyes.
Once the DJ shouted them out and the song wrapped up, she was
pulled away by one of her other sisters.
Asia. Malik's friend keeps staring at you.. Wassup?
Anjali. Nothing.. We just went to high school together..
Asia. Oh.. Yall aint date or nothin?
Asia cocked her eye brow and Anjali thought about it briefly
then shook her head.
Anjali. Na.. We never dated... I'm gon get a drink.. You want
something?
Asia. Na. I'm good.. I was just checkin on you though..
Anjali nodded.
Anjali. Thanks..
She took a deep breath as she made her way through the crowd
back to the drinks. "You need to settle your nerves.. Now.."
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Re: Hustler's Blood
By: BigBossJay Date: September 20, 2019, 9:29 pm
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Angelica made her way through the crowd to Malik, hugging his
waist.
Malik. You be killin' that shit, bae.
Angelica. I had to look cute since I knew you were watching me.
Malik. You always lookin' fly.
Angelica pulled him off to the snack table where she picked up a
chip.
Angelica. So, your friend has been eyeballing Anjali since they
got introduced.
Malik. I know. He said he know her or something.
Angelica. He more than knows her.
Malik. How you know?
Angelica. Because he looks at her how you look at me.
Angelica smirked and traced her fingers on Malik's hand.
Angelica. I missed you this summer.
Malik. I missed you, too.
Angelica locked their pinkies together, leading him away from
the party towards a back room.
Angelica. Show me, then...
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Red stared at Anjali as she poured herself a drink across the
room. He quickly and quietly waded through the crowd, his own
red solo cup in hand. He got to her and dropped his voice just
above a whisper.
Red. I told you I still got you, girl.
Anjali looked at him with a smile.
Red. You look nice.
Anjali. So do you.
Red. Lil nigga been hitting them pushups and shit. You know how
I do.
They both chuckled.
Red. How you been?
Anjali. I've been okay.
Red. You transferred back? For what?
Anjali. I got homesick.
Red stared at her. He knew there was more she wasn't saying, but
he was never the type to press her about anything. He simply
nodded.
Anjali. How's your mother?
Red. She good. Still workin' my nerves.
Anjali. Oh, stop. You know she loves you.
Red. I love her, too.
Red pulled a package from his pocket and nodded to the back
door.
Red. Come burn one with me.
Anjali sipped her drink and followed him out into a deserted
parking lot. He pulled his lighter from his pocket and handed it
to her.
Red. Blaze up, Ma.[/center]
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Re: Hustler's Blood
By: deHamm Date: September 20, 2019, 9:48 pm
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Anjali smirked and put the blunt to her lips taking the lighter
from him. She lit the blunt and blew out the smoke. She looked
up at the sky as the smoke disappeared. She looked up at the
stars until she felt his eyes on her.
Anjali. You act like you're surprised to see me..
She took another hit before she ashed it and passed it to him.
Red. I am..
Anjali. Good surprise or bad surprise?
She watched as he hit the blunt and began to speak.
Red. Seeing you is always good..
Anjali smirked and looked back up at the stars. She was still
trying to figure out what to say. Part of her didn't know what
to say to him. The other part wanted them to pick up where
they'd left off, but she knew it wouldn't be that simple. She
decided to start where she'd started in her mind a time or two
before..
Anjali. I should have told you bye..
She looked back at him as he took another it of the blunt
looking at her.
Red shrugged slightly.
Red. We wasn't together..
Anjali. I know.. But.. -sigh- Still..
He took another drag of the blunt before passing it back to her.
She accepted it as he continued to stare at her.
Anjali. I had a disagreement with my parents too, so I made a
quick decision to leave.. I should have told you something
though..
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Re: Hustler's Blood
By: BigBossJay Date: September 20, 2019, 10:12 pm
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Red. Stop yo' shit, man.
He leaned against the wall as she glanced at him.
Red. I wasn't yo' nigga, Anjali. You don't owe me shit.
Anjali. Ryan--
Red. I'm fareal. Don't be dwelling on that shit, man. It
happened.
Red shrugged. Along the way in his life, he'd learned to not let
things bother him too tough. The two continued to pass the blunt
between each other.
Red. I wasn't heart broken or nothing.
Anjali. What you mean?
Red. You can't miss something that ain't yours.
Anjali. So we're just acting like that summer ain't happen?
Red chuckled.
Red. It happened. My dick ain't been happy with no woman after
you.
Anjali. You still foolish.
Red. Shit, I ain't lying. Them chicks ain't compare to how you
put it down on a nigga.
Red smirked and shook his head.
Red. My mama kept askin' bout you.
Anjali. Why?
Red. She knew what was up.
Anjali cut her eyes at him and he shrugged.
Red. Mamas know shit. "This little girl is always over here, and
I know damn well it ain't no studying because y'all ain't ever
got no books."
The two laughed.
Red. She knew something was up.
Anjali. How she know if you ain't tell her something?
Red thought back to the month he moped around the house,
mourning the fact that she'd left without saying goodbye to him.
He shook it off and shrugged.
Red. You know my mama nosey and shit.[/center]
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Re: Hustler's Blood
By: deHamm Date: September 20, 2019, 10:45 pm
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Anjali shook her head as she put her hand over her face.
Anjali. She probably thinks I was some lil young thot or
something..
Red. -laugh- Na.. She aint think that...
Anjali watched as he hit the blunt again and blew out smoke.
Anjali. What did she think then?
Anjali looked at him waiting for is answer as he inhaled again.
Red. What you mean? She knew what it was.. We was friends...
Good friends..
Anjali nodded and he handed her back the blunt. She took a pull
from the blunt and closed her eyes letting her head float away.
When she blew out the smoke she opened her eyes slowly to see he
was still looking at her. Even though he told her not to worry
about how she left she couldn’t help it.
Anjali. We was such good friends, but I haven't even got a hug..
Red. Oh... You gon let me touch you?
She cut her eyes at him as he smirked, then she shook her head
rolling her eyes.
Anjali. Can I have a hug? Or we just not cool enough for that
now?
Red smirked and stood up off of the wall.
Red. You really want a hug?
They looked at each other in the eyes, and she felt like he was
looking through her. She eventually nodded slightly and he
opened his arms to her.
Red. C'mere..
She sat her cup and what was left of the blunt on a light
fixture, then she walked into his arms. He wrapped her up in
them and they embraced each other. She let his cologne fill her
nose as his simple touch made her temperature rise. Her mind
drifted to the plenty of times she found herself in his arms
before and how no other hugs felt as good.
Anjali. I missed you so much...
Her body tensed up as she thought about what she said. She knew
there was a chance he wouldn't feel the same way about her
anymore, so in an attempt to keep it light, she went to pull
away. Instead of releasing her, he pulled her back into him for
a few moments more as she looked up at him while her mind went
blank.
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