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Something's Always Coming
By: BigBossJay Date: April 24, 2019, 11:58 am
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Marcus opened his eyes as the sound of birds chirping filled his
ears. On instinct, he shielded the blazing sun from blinding
him. He sat up slowly with a groan and looked around, realizing
he was in a park.
??. Bout time you got your ass up, boy.
Without pause, Marcus turned and saw his father, DeWayne,
sitting on a park bench with his childhood pet, a black lab
named Smoke.
Marcus. Pop?
DeWayne. Thought you was gon' make me wait forever for you.
Marcus. The fuck you doing here? Or...I guess a better question
is where am I?
DeWayne. My Heaven.
Marcus dusted himself off and sat next to DeWayne on the park
bench, petting Smoke.
Marcus. Am I dead?
DeWayne. Your ass should be. But, no. You're not. How you been,
son?
Marcus. I'm okay. Me and Monica making it, the kids are--
DeWayne. Aht aht. I said you.
Marcus looked at DeWayne and shrugged.
DeWayne. Yeah, I know you don't know. You scaring the hell outta
your family, boy. That fucked up lifestyle you're living.
Marcus. Pop, I left that life a while ago.
DeWayne. Maybe so, but you left it to Amiyah and MJ to pick up.
Them kids bout to run themselves in the grave because they're
trying to live up to you and Monica. Especially MJ. That boy is
you made over, and he's going down the same road as you.
Marcus. He's fine. He's smart, Pop. Smart as fuck.
DeWayne. And making the dumbest decisions he can possibly make.
Like him and Amiyah fighting over that boy she's seeing.
Marcus shook his head with a smile.
DeWayne. Now why she can't see that boy?
Marcus. Because he's too visible, Pop.
DeWayne. Exactly. He's too visible for you and Marcus because
your focus isn't on family or happiness or love. It's on them
damn streets. Yeah, y'all are fine with having people in your
lives. As long as they know the streets come first. I don't know
where me and your mama went wrong with you.
Marcus. Y'all didn't do anything, Pop. Y'all went hard for me
and my brothers and sisters. I just...I don't know.
DeWayne. Look at me, son.
Marcus looked at his father, feeling like he was a little boy
again.
DeWayne. The streets are gon' kill all y'all in one way or
another, if you let it. I'm not there no more to talk sense into
anybody, but you are. You and them knucklehead friends of yours.
You're OG's now, y'all got the power to set them kids straight.
Marcus. They got their own hustle, Pop. They ain't doing it like
us. They're not hands on, they're not getting themselves dirty.
DeWayne. You know like I know it's only a matter of time before
the empire falls. Them kids are young and full of ideas, but
they got more than enough. Get them out now before it gets too
messy.
Marcus. Is something coming?
DeWayne stood up as Smoke jumped from the bench.
DeWayne. Something's always coming, Marcus. That's the way of
the world.
The sounds of the park began to fade, then the color, then the
scenery. Marcus' ears filled with frantic hospital staff. He
fell from the bench...everything went black...
...Marcus eyes fluttered open to the bright lights of his
hospital room. He groaned softly and, almost immediately, felt
hands on him.
JoJo. Grandpa?
Marcus' eyes fell on Josiah and he smiled weakly.
Marcus. Wassup, Youngblood?
Monica. Marcus, thank God. You scared the hell out of us.
Marcus. I'm okay, mama.[/center]
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Re: Something's Always Coming
By: deHamm Date: April 24, 2019, 9:59 pm
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Monica. Thank You for another prayer answered Lord...
Monica walked over to Josiah, so he could stand on a chair to
look at his Grandpa. Her nerves had been wrecked since she got
that call, and she was just now starting to feel a little relief
since he was awake and talking. She had been trying to keep
everyone else sane, but she was afraid of losing her husband.
During the surgery, his heart stopped beating, and he had been
out for the last 4 hours.
Monica. I should kick your ass...
Josiah. Bad word..
Monica looked at Josiah.
Monica. Sorry..
Marcus. I know you was worried.....
Monica. Worried? Baby. Your heart stopped... I almost died
too...
Marcus. Well... Its back workin again.. We aint done yet..
He gave her another weak smile and she smiled slightly back at
him and she touched the side of his face gently.
Monica. I love you...
Marcus. I love you back..
Monica she took another deep breath as she continued to maintain
her strength without tearing up.
Marcus. Where the kids?
Monica. Everyone is in the waiting room.... JoJo insisted that
he come with me to see you though..
Monica picked up Josiah from the chair and put him back on the
ground.
Monica. I'll go tell them you're awake. Alright?
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Re: Something's Always Coming
By: BigBossJay Date: April 25, 2019, 8:41 pm
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MJ sat in the waiting room, holding Aaliyah close to him as he
thought about the million and one ways his father could have
been shot. He snapped from his thoughts when he felt a hand on
his shoulder. He looked over and saw Keva looking at him.
Keva. Are you okay?
MJ. I'm cool, thank you for coming up here. I'll get you back to
your car.
Keva. Don't worry, this was more important.
The ER doors slid open and a frantic Amiya rushed in.
Amiya. Oh my God, have you heard anything?
MJ. He made it outta surgery fine, mama and Josiah back there
with him.
Amiya paused when she seen Keva.
MJ. This Keva, me and her was in a business meeting when I got
the call. Keva, this my sister Amiya.
Keva. Very nice to meet you.
Amiya. You, too.
The elevator doors opened and Monica stepped off, holding
Josiah's hand.
Josiah. Mommy!
Josaiah ran to Amiya and she scooped him up, hugging him
tightly. MJ stood up, and Keva stood next to him.
Monica. He woke up, he's fine. Is everybody else coming?
MJ. I called Uncle Dre and Auntie Tasia. Texted the crew,
everybody is on the way.
MJ watched as his mother nodded, folding her arms. He stepped to
her an dpulled her into a hug.
Monica. We almost lost him.
MJ. Yeah, but we didn't. Pops a G like that.
MJ kissed her head.
MJ. This is Keva, a new business partner.[/center]
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Re: Something's Always Coming
By: deHamm Date: April 25, 2019, 10:25 pm
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Andre sped through traffic as his mind raced with thoughts of
his brother being shot. He couldn't remember the last time an
attempt was made on any of them and the reality of Marcus'
shooting caused him to rethink his own life, but it also made
him want to make the streets bleed.
He pulled into the hospital parking lot and parked his car. As
he got out, he made his way into the building. He pulled out his
phone as he was about to pass a nurse.
Andre. Excuse me miss? My brother Marcus Greer is here... Can
you...
The nurse cut him off.
Nurse. Marcus Greer was in surgery on the 5th floor when the
last person came in asking.
Andre nodded and walked away from the nurse as he sent a text to
his friend.
Andre.:. I can't make our sit down tonight.. Something came up,
but I'll call you later..
He slid his phone back in his pocket and proceeded to the
elevator.
... Once he made it to the waiting room, he saw a few folks had
already arrived. He walked over to Amiya and MJ and hugged the
both of them, and he showed loved to Aaliyah and Josiah.
Andre. How yall doing? Yall heard anything?
MJ. He's up..
Andre watched as a young woman approached MJ.
??. Hey, I'm going to go ahead leave... Calvin is on his way to
pick me up... Your dad will remain in my prayers though..
MJ nodded.
MJ. Thank you..
Andre watched as the girl left out of the waiting room and Andre
looked at MJ.
MJ. A new business partner.. We was finishing up when I got the
call..
Andre nodded as he felt a touch on his shoulder.. He turned
around to see Monica and he hugged her.
Andre. Monica.. How are you?
Monica. I'm making it...
Andre. How's Marcus?
Monica. He's awake and talking...
Andre. Yall need anything?
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Re: Something's Always Coming
By: BigBossJay Date: April 26, 2019, 10:37 am
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Jamal. You gonna be okay?
Jamal parked and looked over at his twin brother.
DeAndre. What you mean?
Jamal. First time we're gon' be in the same room as mama and
daddy. If you can't handle it, we can leave before it--
DeAndre. I'm good, let's just go check on Unc.
Jamal took his keys and they walked into the ER waiting room.
They walked in just as their father was releasing from his hug
on their aunt Monica.
Andre. Y'all need anything?
Monica. We're good. Hey, you two.
Jamal. Hey, auntie.
Jamal hugged Monica, then Andre.
Jamal. Any news?
Monica. He's out of the woods. He's awake and alert.
Jamal. Have the police been here yet?
MJ. Of course they haven't.
Jamal walked to MJ.
Jamal. You gotta remain calm here, bro. At least Uncle Blu is
good.
Andre. Monica, how many times was he shot?
Monica. Twice. One in the chest, one in the arm.
Jamal watched as MJ stared at the floor, his mind preoccupied.
He put his hand on his shoulder.
Jamal. This isn't Brandy, Marcus.
MJ. It coulda been. I coulda been mourning all over.
Amiya. But, you're not. Daddy is fine.
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Nichelle took deep breaths in her car, hands shaking at the
thought of being in the hospital. She reached into her middle
console and pulled out a pill bottle, dumping two into her hand
before popping them into her mouth. She felt herself settle and
she grabbed her purse before getting out of the car...
...Nichelle walked into the ER and her phone vibrated in her
purse. She stopped short of entering the waiting room and pulled
it out, looking at the text message.
Carla.:. The girls are missing you at movie night.
Nichelle.:. I know. I'll make it up to them next week, I
promise.
Carla.:. Let us know how Marcus is.
Nichelle.:. I will.
Nichelle stepped into the waiting room to the inviting faces of
her sons, who were standing closest to the door.
DeAndre. Hey, ma.
Nichelle. Hey, you.
She hugged him, shaking her head.
Nichelle. I still can't believe how big you got while you were
in there. Hey, Mal.
Jamal. Hey.
The twins kissed her cheeks and she made her way to Monica,
passing Andre, and hugged her shouders.
Monica. Thank you for coming.
Nichelle. You know I wasn't going to let you go through this
alone.
Monica. Oh, shit, tonight was your group meeting.
Nichelle. It's fine, I swear. How are you?
Monica. I'm okay now, knowing he's good.
Nichelle. Tasia said she would be up here later, her and Xayvion
were in a meeting they couldn't get out of right away.
Nichelle sat down with Monica.
Monica. You're just not going to speak to him, huh?
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Re: Something's Always Coming
By: deHamm Date: April 30, 2019, 8:39 pm
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Amiya looked at MJ and she could tell he was going through the
same pain from losing Brandy all over again. Losing Brandy was a
hit to everyone's heart, and she realized they weren't as
untouchable as she thought. But now that she'd almost lost her
father, she was over letting the police handle it... The first
man she'd ever loved was almost taken from her.
She thought back to when she'd gotten that painful call from MJ,
and she left the shop immediately. Even though they'd had their
disagreements, she still loved her family with everything she
had, and she was going to protect them at all costs.
Amiya. MJ.. I already know how you feel.. Trust me..
Before she could get out another word, she saw her Aunt Tasia,
Uncle Xay and her cousins all approaching the waiting room. They
spoke to her Aunt and Uncle then Olivia and Xavier gave them
hugs.
Olivia. How's Unc doing?
Amiya. Ma said he's awake and alert so...
Xavier looked at MJ.
Xavier. Say man..
MJ glanced at Xavier as DeAndre walked up. Before she knew it
she was standing with the crew and they all had the same look.
Just then Monica walked up.
Monica. What are yall doing?
She looked at MJ and MJ glanced back at her.. Just then Amiya's
phone rang and she pulled it out seeing Joshua pop up on her
phone with a picture they'd taken. She saw that MJ and her mom
were still looking at each other so she dipped out of the group
to take her call.. After she'd walked a couple feet away, she
answered.
Amiya. Hello?
Josh. Hey.. How's.. How's everything going with your dad?
Amiya. Shit. -sigh- I'm sorry.. I did forget to call you.... Its
just...
Josh. It's okay.. I know you got a lot going on... I was just
tryna check on you.. I really wanna be there with you..
Amiya thought for a moment. She had so many crazy thoughts going
on that she couldn't let them out.
Amiya. It's okay.. I'm okay... I just.. I just don't
understand... -sigh- He's stable and everything though...
Josh. Well that's good... But you just gotta trust God..
Amiya nodded as she continued to stare at her mother and
brother.
Amiya. Yeahh.. I trust Him..
She saw Monica call her name and wave her back.
Monica. Amiya!
Amiya. Hey.. I gotta go.. I'll call you later alright?
Josh. Alright.
Amiya. You gon be up?
She smiled a little bit as she heard him laugh slightly.
Josh. Yeah.. I'll be up..
Amiya smirked slightly as they said their goodbyes and she
walked back over to the group.
Monica. Your daddy wants to see yall..
Amiya nodded as she took a deep breath preparing herself to see
her dad hooked up to machines.
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Re: Something's Always Coming
By: BigBossJay Date: April 30, 2019, 8:56 pm
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Marcus put his water down on the tray, taking deep breaths.
There was a light knock on the door before it popped open and in
walked in Monica with their kids in tow. He smiled when he saw
them.
Marcus. Aw, you been crying, babygirl?
Amiya. Duh.
Amiya rushed to his side, hugging him. He kissed her temple and
hugged her as tight as he could.
Marcus. I'm okay, sweetie.
Amiya. You sure?
Marcus. I'm built outta steel, girl, they ain't gon get me that
easily.
Marcus' eyes landed on his namesake as he stared at the wall
next to Marcus.
Marcus. Cmere, boy.
MJ walked to Marcus and they hugged each other.
MJ. You sure you feeling okay?
Marcus. I'm fine. Just wanted to see my kids.
MJ. You know who did it?
Marcus looked at MJ and seen the look of determination and anger
that he'd grown accustomed to. It was the look his parents said
he was born with, and the look his father always said he passed
on to his son.
Marcus. No, I don't.
MJ. I'ma find out who.
Marcus. Don't you go doin' no crazy shit, son.
MJ. Them niggas tried to take you out, Pops.
Marcus. They didn't.
MJ. They tried. It's the principle.
Marcus sighed.
Marcus. I guess what I want to say ain't gon mean much, then...
They all looked at Marcus.
Marcus. I want all of y'all to leave the game behind.
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MJ scoffed loudly.
MJ. Ain't happening.
Marcus. Why not?
MJ. Because, Pop. I got shit to accomplish.
Marcus. You got the barbershop.
MJ. That shop ain't make me a millionaire.
MJ pulled his phone from his pocket.
Marcus. You got a daughter, MJ.
MJ. You had a daughter and a son. What's the difference?
Marcus. You not me.
MJ cut his eyes at his father.
MJ. You saying I can't handle it?
Monica. MJ...
Marcus. It's okay, Mo.
MJ. Look, Amiya can do what she please just like everybody else
can. But, it's too much money on the table for me to walk away.
I got stuff I'm trying to accomplish, I'm gon put Aaliyah in
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Re: Something's Always Coming
By: deHamm Date: April 30, 2019, 9:41 pm
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Amiya looked between her brother and her father while she was
still trying to put it all together. "Quit?"
Moinca. Aaliyah will get to college MJ..
MJ. You aint hearing me ma... She gotta be set. All the way set.
Monica looked at MJ and Amiya broke the silence.
Amiya. You can't move by yourself MJ.. We a team..
MJ. We?! All yo fuckin attention is probably what got us here in
the first place..
Amiya. You not serious right now..... You sayin this my fault?
MJ. Folks walking up on me.. They probably got eyes on pop too.
Amiya. You don't get to blame this on me.. I'm not gon let you.
This shit aint my fault. And you know it!
MJ. Man. Whatever..
Amiya glared at MJ as Marcus looked at all of them.
Monica. Yall. Calm down.
She sighed slightly.
Monica. Your father is fine.. And he's alright and he's right
too... Them damn streets don't love nobody.. And now aint the
time for yall to be arguing or doing no stupid shit.
Marcus. And I'm asking yall.... Leave it alone.
Amiya looked at Marcus as MJ glanced at he and Monica.
MJ. I'm glad you alright pops..
MJ hugged Marcus again then kissed Monica and Amiya on their
cheeks. Without another word he'd left the room.
Amiya sighed looked at her parents.
Amiya. This aint my fault yall... Right?
She looked between her parents as the guilt and the weight of
MJ's words set in. "Maybe I am making us too visible.."
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Re: Something's Always Coming
By: BigBossJay Date: April 30, 2019, 10:14 pm
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Marcus. No, Amiya. You being with that dude doesn't help, but it
didn't cause this.
Monica. We're not getting into that again. Not right now.
Marcus. This world is just a different world. Kids these days
don't give a shit. Broad daylight, in front of anybody and
everybody.
Amiya. Daddy...
Marcus looked at Amiya.
Amiya. You really want us to give it up?
Marcus. I want y'all to be better than me. I didn't realize
raising y'all in that chaos would rub off on y'all, but having
grandkids and knowing how it can have an impact, I don't want
them raised like y'all. That's all.
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MJ walked into the waiting room and headed toward the double
doors. He made his way outside and toward his car when he heard
his name being called.
DeAndre. MJ! Hol' up, nigga!
MJ stopped, breathing hard as DeAndre put his hand on his
shoulder.
DeAndre. Don't do it, bro.
MJ. My fuckin father almost died, DeAndre.
DeAndre. I know.
MJ. They took my woman, now they trying to take my dad?! And
where the fuck is the police in all this shit?! They asses ain't
been up here! Ain't nobody gon' investigate it?! Why?! Because
it's Marcus Greer?!
DeAndre. It's fucked up.
MJ. You damn right it's fucked up and if they ain't gon' find
these clowns, I am!
MJ took another step toward his car and scoffed.
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Re: Something's Always Coming
By: deHamm Date: May 4, 2019, 11:52 am
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Amiya sighed as she thought about what her dad was saying. She
felt MJ when he said he wanted Aaliyah to be set, because that's
why she went so hard for everything she had. Ever since Josiah
was born, if it didn't make dollars then it didn't make sense to
her, but she also knew how the game would chew people up and
spit them out. She always made sure to cross her T's and dot her
I's so she wouldn't be a casualty. She also knew the game wasn't
a career, it was a hustle.
Amiya. Jo and Liyah won't be like me and MJ.. -sigh- They'll be
better versions of us too...
Before she could finish her thoughts, there was a soft bang at
the door and then Josiah walked in rubbing his eyes.
Amiya. Hey fatz. You sleepy?
Josiah nodded and Aaliyah began to stir in Monica's arms and get
fussy.
Monica. I bet she's sleepy too..
Amiya. Yeahh. I'll take both of them home and lay em down so you
can be here. I know you're not going home even if we tell you...
Monica smirked slightly as glanced at Marcus then back at Amiya
while she bounced Aaliyah to calm her.
Monica. I'll help you get them to the car..
Amiya nodded.
Amiya. We'll be back tomorrow to check on you daddy..
Marcus. I'll be alright..
Amiya shook her head and she picked up Josiah putting him on her
hip. She kissed her father's forehead and Marcus told his
grandkids goodnight before they exited the room.
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DeAndre sighed and shook his head. He had been thinking a lot
about life lately, and he had been doing his best to do right,
but it was harder than he thought. Especially now that his uncle
was laying in a hospital bed. Before he could respond, DeAndre
watched as a familiar face parked in front of the hospital and
got out. He'd recognized the guy from around the way and he
shook his head.
D2. Na.. I aint think Unc would ever say it.. But 12 here now..
MJ looked around as the detective approached them.
Bryant. Well if it isn't Lil Dre and Lil Marcus.. Yall still
causing problems in my city? Running around like your dads?
MJ glared at the detective for a moment.
MJ. You the only muthafucka they sent?
Bryant. I'm the best muthafucka they got... Yall been staying
out of trouble?
D2. We dont know shit about what happened..
Bryant. Yall never know what the fuck happened.. That's why I'm
the only muthafucka here..
MJ. Well go do yo fuckin job and investigate.. Aint that what my
tax payer dollars going for.
Bryant smirked at them then turned on his heels taking his time
walking toward the hospital.
Bryant. See yall around..
DeAndre turned back toward MJ and looked at him. They made eye
contact for a moment then MJ proceeded to his car. DeAndre was
right behind him and he eventually found himself in the
passenger seat as they pulled off. The car was silent without
even the radio until MJ broke the silence.
MJ. He want me to leave this shit alone, but I'm not leaving
this shit alone. They gon feel me now... I'm tired of waiting..
I'm not gon sit still no more.
DeAndre continue to listen to MJ as he continued.
MJ. They took my woman and they gon try to take my dad too? Ima
see them niggas.. They day coming.. Shit this might be they
night.
DeAndre nodded and the car went silent for a moment then DeAndre
finally spoke.
D2. You know I got you nigga.. From the cradle to the grave..
The car went silent again as they turned on another street and
passed a couple of crack heads. DeAndre recognized one of them
as his old bus driver that used to brag about having "white
girls" for sale.
D2. Damn.. It's a lot of niggas that dont make it out... Nigga
fell victim to his own hustle...The other ones are dead or in
jail..
DeAndre shook his head as MJ glanced over at him.
MJ. You sounding like everybody else nigga..
DeAndre looked over at MJ and shook his head.
D2. Na.. Jail just sat me down for a lil bit.. Had me thinking.
Had old schools in my ear and shit..... You know I got a son
man?
MJ looked over at DeAndre then back at the road.
MJ. Word?
DeAndre nodded.
D2. I aint have shit to live for until him man... And the first
2 and a half years of his life I aint know shit about him.. I
still feel bad about that shit..
MJ. That's fucked up... She aint tell you?
DeAndre shrugged a bit.
D2. She don't want him to be like me.. In the streets and
shit... She dont want me to be a bad influence on him...
MJ. -smirk- Shit.. I bet that lil nigga already hell...
DeAndre nodded with a slight smirk.
D2. He tough fasho... But... -sigh- Iono..
DeAndre looked over at MJ as he went in his pocket pulling out a
blunt that he'd rolled earlier in the day before things got
hectic. He lit it and inhaled then he passed it. DeAndre thought
back to his Uncle Blu in the hospital..
D2. -sigh- You know from experience that this shit don't ever
get easier..
MJ. What?
D2. Shit. Life I guess.. But maybe unc feel sum on the way..
Something bigger than some niggas that missed they shot...
DeAndre looked over at MJ then back out of the window. All
through his childhood he remembered stories of the hustlers
intuition, and for Uncle Blu to say get out after he swore by
the game, it was out of the normal.
D2. But you know Im rocking with you no matter what nigga..
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