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Re: Hot Water
By: deHamm Date: May 7, 2019, 1:06 am
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"Damn nigga.. You really fucked up... Again.."
DeAndre. Mariah. You know...
She cut him off.
Mariah. Dont do that...
DeAndre. Do what?
Mariah. Don't tell me what I know and don't tell me you love
me..
DeAndre sighed as he looked at Cade who was smiling and patting
his face with his sticky hands from the pineapple. He was glad
that Cade was happy to see him, and he was relived to hear that
she was still willing to let him be around, but he couldn't help
but feel like he'd hurt her all over again and this time it felt
different.
DeAndre. I aint mean to...
Mariah looked at him for a moment then she continued stirring
about the kitchen.
DeAndre. I was doing everything I could.. I was staying out the
way.. Stayin out the streets.. I had a job and shit... -sigh- I
just got caught up in the round up..
Mariah. Yeahh... You got caught up... And I can't live like
that.. I'm not going to...
DeAndre sighed and nodded.
DeAndre. Alright man..
They looked at each other for a moment.
DeAndre. Ima always love you though.. Whether we together or
not...
Mariah rolled her eyes slightly and walked to the back of her
house as he looked at Cade again.
DeAndre walked to the living room and sat on the couch while
Caden sat in his lap.
DeAndre. What you been up to lil man?
Cade. Nothen.. I missed you daddy..
DeAndre looked at Cade for a moment and he couldn't help but
think back to his childhood when he and Jamal used to wait for
their dad to come home. He snapped back when Cade grabbed both
sides of his face with his sticky hands and he pressed their
foreheads together as he stood up in DeAndre's lap. DeAndre
couldn't help but smile.
DeAndre. I missed you too.. I'm back now alright?
Cade nodded.
Cade. You go again?
Cade cocked his little eyebrow at him and DeAndre smirked. He
wasn't expecting to go to jail the last time, so he was weary
about saying never now.
DeAndre. I dont know.. I hope not.. I don't want to.... But no
matter how far I go.. I'm gon always find my way back to you
alright?
Cade smiled and let go of his face.
DeAndre. Daddy love you.. Don't ever forget that..
Cade. I wuv you too .
... The two continued to play with each other until Cade tired
himself out. He made himself comfortable laying in DeAndre's
arms and soon he had fallen asleep. Just before DeAndre was
going to take him to his room, Mariah returned to the living
room.
Mariah. I know he's gon sleep good tonight.. He aint had a nap
all day...
DeAndre looked over at her.
Mariah. So how long are you out for now? Is this just until
trial or something?
DeAndre shook his head and sighed.
DeAndre. MJ took to the fall for everybody...
It just hit him that he'd be without his best friend for a
really long time. Much longer than the few years he'd done.. He
looked down at his son then over at Mariah.
DeAndre. For whatever it's worth... I know I fucked up... A lot.
And I get why you don't wanna do this shit with me no more.. Ion
blame you... The type of hot water I be finding myself in be
killing me sometimes too.. But Ima keep doin right so Cade can
be proud... Ion want him to think this shit is normal..or
okay..... It aint...
DeAndre sighed and looked off wiping his face with his whole
hand so the stray tear that had escaped his eye would be
cleared. He then stood up with Cade in his arms still sleeping.
DeAndre. Lemme go lay him down then I'll get out your way..
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Re: Hot Water
By: BigBossJay Date: May 7, 2019, 10:28 am
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Mariah felt her spirit breaking as DeAndre walked to the back of
the house. She walked to the kitchen, opened a cabinet, and
pulled out a bottle of liquor and a glass. After pouring herself
a shot, she downed it and sighed to herself. DeAndre's footsteps
came up the hallway and stopped in the kitchen as she had her
back to him.
DeAndre. I don't want this to be how we are, Mariah. Us only
talking when it comes to our son.
Mariah. I can't, De...I want to believe you, I want to listen to
you, but seriously. I ain't got it in me anymore.
DeAndre. We better than that.
Mariah. Are we?
She leaned on the counter, tying her hair into a ponytail.
Mariah. Are we actually better than what we're doing, DeAndre?
Because, if we were, I would think that we would have already
started doing it.
DeAndre. Shit is fucked up now, but it won't be forever.
Mariah. You expect me to believe that Marcus taking a bid for
you all stops everything? You're broke, DeAndre, so how are you
going to get money? There's only so many ways you know how to do
that.
DeAndre shook his head.
DeAndre. Why you always do that shit? You always doubt me,
Mariah, you done that since we was kids.
Mariah. I didn't say I doubted you.
DeAndre. Yeah, you do. You always do. You act like I'm just not
good enough for you, nothing I do is good enough for you.
Mariah. DeAndre--
DeAndre. Nah, I let you talk. You gon' listen to me now.
Mariah paused at the stiffness in his voice and folded her arms,
looking at him.
DeAndre. Mariah, I didn't approach you all them years ago, your
girl put the pressure on me when it came to you. I was cooling,
minding my business. Yeah, I fell in love with you. I'm still in
love with you, but you not even letting me try. You not even
letting me mess up like you're the definition of perfection. I'm
sorry I can't be the perfect nigga, aite? I can't have a 6
figure salary and all the benefits in the world. Right now, I
can't move you and our son to Melrose and put no big ass diamond
on yo' finger. I can't put in no resume to become no executive,
and maybe that's my fault. I can't call it. But you not gon keep
treating me like I'm less than just because I can't be exactly
what you need. I'm fuckin trying, Mariah.
Mariah looked down at her feet and shook her head, letting what
he said really soak into her. All her life, she'd heard that she
was spoiled and bossy, but she'd never considered it until
DeAndre was standing in front of her, calling her out on it. She
took a deep breath and looked at him.
Mariah. I'm sorry. I never considered that you weren't trying to
come out of your situation, I just wanted you to do it. That was
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Re: Hot Water
By: deHamm Date: May 7, 2019, 11:30 pm
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DeAndre nodded. He knew she had her ways, and he also knew that
he wasn't an easy person to love. He didn't fault her for being
human, but her pressure finally touched something in him.
DeAndre. Life aint fair.. It's coo though..
As he looked at her, he could see that she genuinely felt a way
about what he'd said to her. "This girl right here.. I swear.."
He opened his arms to her so she would know he didn't have any
hard feelings.
DeAndre. C'mere.. Gimme a hug..
She slowly made her way over to him, then she wrapped her arms
around his waist as he wrapped his around her shoulders.
DeAndre. We good man..
Mariah. You hungry or something?
DeAndre shook his head..
DeAndre. Na.. Ima go ahead.. It's getting late..
Mariah nodded.
Mariah. Okay...
She walked him to the door and he took his exit.
DeAndre. I'll be back alright?
She nodded and he walked back to Amiya's car.. Once he got in,
she shut the door and he drove off while taking a deep breath.
He'd thought about what his first time seeing Mariah and Cade
would be like a million times while he was in jail, and in all
of his scenarios he'd been slapped or punched or at the very
least cursed out, and none of his scenarios ended with a hug. He
felt bad for letting her down, but he was thankful that he could
still be around...
He looked at the time and his mind drifted back to bedtime on
the cell block when they'd turn all the lights off. He thought
about MJ sleeping in the same bunk he'd slept on the night
before. It was weird knowing that he and his best friend
basically traded places...
... Once he got back to Marcus and Monica's house, Amiya was
walking out of the house with her hood up. She got in the
passenger seat and he drove off to his dad's house.
Amiya. Soooo..
DeAndre glanced over at her.
Amiya. You gotta tell me how it went...
DeAndre shrugged.
DeAndre. We coo.. She aint blow up on me or nothin like that....
And she aint tryna keep him from me.. We alright...
Amiya nodded.
Amiya. Good.... I needed something good today..
DeAndre. Match sum?
Amiya looked over at him then sighed....
Amiya. I'm not smoking right now...
DeAndre. Why not?
He glanced over at Amiya then back at the road.
Amiya. Cause.....
DeAndre. Cause what nigga? You pregnant or sum?
Amiya didn't say anything so DeAndre looked over at her at the
next red light.
DeAndre. Miya...... Foreal?!
Amiya continued to look at him.
DeAndre. Damnnn. That shit crazy.... That's why you been a cry
baby all day..
Amiya. Shut up..
They were quiet for a moment and DeAndre spoke up again..
DeAndre. It's for that football playin nigga huh?
Amiya nodded.
DeAndre. What he say?
Amiya. Nothing... I just found out.... And I haven't told him.
DeAndre. Why not?
He asked his question as he pulled into the wrap around
driveway.
Amiya. Cause I just found out...... And I haven't spoken to that
man since I embarrassed the fuck out of both of us at that
wedding.. I dont....
DeAndre cut her off.
DeAndre. You gotta tell him..
Amiya. Says who?
DeAndre. Says me... Even though I was in jail, I would have
loved to be around Mariah and Cade while he was baking and
shit... I should have been... -sigh- But I aint learn about him
until he walking and talkin... I know it's more shit to come,
but I've already missed so much about Cade and I regret that
shit...... So tell that nigga about his kid.. Hollywood gon
either stand up or fold.
Amiya looked at him.
Amiya. Maybe I just dont wanna deal with it...
DeAndre. You soundin selfish right now...
Amiya sighed.
Amiya. I'll call him tomorrow alright? I'll see if he wants to
see me.... Do you feel better now?
DeAndre. Alright... And you better tell me what happens..
Amiya rolled her eyes as she got out of the passenger side of
her car and DeAndre exited the driver side. They walked around
the car and they gave another tight hug.
Amiya. I love you D2..
DeAndre. Love you to Miya..
DeAndre made his way up the steps and turned to watch Amiya
drive off... Once he made it into the house he went directly to
the room he'd had during his adolescents and fell face first
into the bed. It was just as comfortable as he remembered, and
it was everything he needed at that point in time. Soon he'd
drifted off to sleep to power up for the next day. Since he'd be
going to get an ankle monitor and he'd have to look for a job
again.
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