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Date Posted: 07:44:30 08/08/02 Thu
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Dilemma Chapter 8
Samantha’s POV
I switched my weight to one leg and tapped my foot impatiently as Mario talked to the bodyguard at C.R.E.A.M. I knew one thing. This big sloppy bastard better let us in this fucking club. I knew we ain’t buy no tickets but it wasn’t like we was tryna stay for the concert. All I wanted to do was tell O about Solange’s infidelity that’s all. “So what happened? Is he gon let us in?” I asked Mario once he came back.
He shook his head and I sighed. “Call him,” MArio said.
“You know they don’t allow you to keep your cell phone on at concerts at C.R.E.A.M.”
I was about to loose my cool when I saw Fizz and Olivia come out the club. “Yo Dru!” I always called Fizz by his real name since I knew how much it irritated him. Olivia and Fizz, who had his hands on Olivia's waist, walked over towards us and Fizz shot Mario a look before smiling at me. Yeah that’s right Fizz don’t like Mario either.
“What’s up Sam?”
“Nothing much. Is O in there?”
Fizz shook his head. “Naw. He left like an hour ago when he got a page from Solange,” Fizz told me.
I shook my head in disbelief at how Solange was such a lying, cheating ho. Mario grabbed my arm and led me to his truck. “Come on you need to rest and I did tell yo pops I would have you home by eleven. Don’t worry you’ll be able to tell O tomorrow.”
I smiled knowing Mario was right. Tomorrow I would tell O, O would break up with Solange, realize that we belong together, and then we’ll hook up and be happy forever. Yep it was all gon work out.
*~*
Courtney’s POV
Around eleven, Rickey Robinson and I walked out C.R.E.A.M. The concert was siz even though Jerome was there but I didn’t let that nigga get to me as he saw. I had a great time dancing with Rickey. He was 6’1 with light skin, smooth hair that was styled in curls, and he had style too. I mean he never came to school looking dirty or nothing. And he always did want to hook up with me but Jerome and me were together. So now I got this dyme ass nigga want to hook up with me and I’m free so it’s perfect right?
Not exactly.
I can’t lie. When I first stepped in the club and saw Jerome in his Roc-A-Wear suit the first thought that crossed my mind was to go over there and hug and kiss him and forgive him for the bullshit he pulled. But then I remember how much pain I was in last night and how he always say he gon do better but never does. I was about to walk out the club, reprimanding myself on why I came here in the first place. Then Rickey came over and asked me to dance with him. So when we was out on the dance floor, my body was shaking and vibrating and wiggling as if I was tryna rid the pain and heartbreak Jerome caused me. But when Kelis switched to a slow song, I felt my eyes drift over to the bar to see Jerome staring at me with a saddened expression on his face. And that was when I learned that I still loved Jerome. But I can’t let him know that. Don’t ask me why but I just can’t.
“So I was wondering if you would like to go out sometime?” Rickey asked me as we stood off to the side of the club out of people’s way.
“Rickey I just got out a six month relationship and I don’t think it’ll be right….”
“Courtney!”
I recognized the voice belonging to Jerome. I turned around to see him stumbling towards me with Fizz and Rell tryna pull him over to his car. This nigga was drunk as hell and ain’t no telling what he gon do.
“Courtney Margaret Jackson I looooooooooove youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!” Jerome slurred.
I turned around to face Rickey. “I’m sorry Rickey but I’m just not ready to start dating. Not yet anyway. I’ll see you around,” I said quickly as I turned on my heel and walked quickly over to Jerome, Fizz, and Rell with an exasperated look on my face. “What the hell happened?”
“The nigga got slizzard with it that’s what happened!” jarell exclaimed.
Fizz shook his head at Jarell’s ghettoness before turning to talk to me. “We tried to keep him in the club when we saw you and Rickey head out here but he managed to still come out,” Fizz told me.
By now Jerome was on my shoulder singing and giggling. Oh yeah he was drunk. Fizz and Rell shot me a sympathetic look and after a minute of debating, I sighed and dropped my head in my hands. “Aiight this how it’s gon go. Fizz you and me gon take him home and get him into the house. There we gon call Marq and Kelt to come over and watch his ass. From there we will take his car and you will take me home and you’ll take his car to your house. Once he’s sober, he’ll come over your house to get the car and y’all will never drag me into none of this nigga’s bullshit becuz he ain’t even on my radar no more. Understand?”
Fizz nodded his head before handing Rell his keys to his car. After he helped me put Jerome in the car and buckling him up, we were on our way.
Shit I knew I should’ve stayed my black ass home.
*~*
Trisha’s POV
I unlocked the door to see Samantha sitting on the couch, looking as if she was in deep thought. “Hey Livvie told me that you was at C.R.E.A.M.” I didn’t bother asking her why she was there cuz from I’ve learned my sister doesn’t like being questioned at all.
“Yeah. I was looking for Omari. Mario saw Solange at the movies tonguing another nigga.”
I dropped my purse on the hall table and flopped on the couch. “Fa real? You sure that’s who he saw?”
“Hell yeah. Shit now I won’t need my plan no more. I’ll just tell O about Solange cheating, he’ll break up with her, and we’ll get together.”
“Yeah that sounds good and shit but what about Mario?” I asked her.
Samantha’s eyes dropped to the floor, which let me know she ain’t even, think about Mario. As usual she just thought about herself and nobody else. She shrugged. “I’ll just tell him the deal. He’ll understand.”
I shook my head at my sister’s naïveté. “Samantha that nigga likes you. And I mean really likes you. But you just are using him to get O and just disregarding his feelings. That ain’t right at all. Don’t you care that you might hurt his feelings?”
“Of course. Mario’s my friend. But he knows that I could never be with him like that. I mean he knows we’re just friends.”
“Whatever,” I said as I stood up and started up the stairs to my room. Once I got to my room I checked my answering machine to see if Razzle left me any messages. But he didn’t. It’s been almost two hours since he and Bianca disappeared and he hasn’t called me since. I tried to tell myself that he could take care of himself and I tried to concentrate on having a good time with Shad but my mind kept drifting away to Razzle and when I thought that him and Bianca could be in a hotel room or something I felt something weird.
I felt jealously.
But why? I mean I’m with Shad. I care for Shad and Razzle’s just my friend nothing more right? I picked up my phone and dialed Razzle’s cell to see if he was safe and where he was.
“Holla!”
I smiled when I figured out that Raz was okay. “Raz where you at nigga?”
“Oh what’s up Trish? Nothing I’m around.”
I was about to ask what happened between him and Bianca when I heard a female voice in the background, asking where the bathroom was. So I assumed that Raz and the female were at his apartment. “Raz who’s that?”
“Oh that’s Bianca. I gotta rotate. I’’ll make contact later aiight?”
I shook my head and hung up as I felt the anger rise up in my throat. So I’m worrying about this nigga and he getting his dick sucked by Bianca? I know what y’all saying. Y’all saying:’ Quit it Trisha! He ain’t yo man.’ And I understand but I can’t help feeling this way. Was I falling for Razzle?
*~*
Jerome’s POV
I walked into my kitchen the next day with a serious ass hangover. I looked on the counter to see a glass of water and a bottle of Tylenol on the counter along with some keys that sure weren’t mine. I didn’t remember what happened last night at C.R.E.A.M. but when I turned around to see Courtney sitting at the table doing her homework the events came back to mind. “Hi,” she said bitterly without looking up from her History book.
“Hey.”
“Yo breakfast in the microwave and you need to take them pills after you eat. Marq gon be here around noon to take you to get yo car over at Fizz’s. After that don’t bother talking to me. I’m gon block your number and the whole nine.”
I grabbed my plate out the microwave and sat across from Courtney. “So it’s really over, huh?”
Courtney sighed and dropped her pen. “What the fuck do you think Jerome? You think just becuz you got drunk and I was there for you last night I’m just gon forget about the shit you did? Oh hell no. The only reason I stayed here was becuz Marq begged me to stay here with you becuz he couldn’t make it over here last night. And you better thank yo lucky stars I’m such a nice person or else nobody would’ve been here to hold your braids up while you threw up.”
“I’m sorry Courtney,” I said softly. “I really am.”
“I’m sorry too Jerome. Sorry that I ever fell in love with yo ass.”
Courtney grabbed her history book and opened the deck door to see Jarell and Marq standing there. Jarell said wassup to me before grabbing Courtney’s hand and dragging her down to his Benz. Marq stepped into the kitchen and snatched a piece of bacon off my plate. “Hey nigga. What’s happening?”
“Nothing much. I can’t really gather what happened last night but I’m holding it together,” I told him. It was a lie. I know it y’all readers know it but oh well.
“Well let me tell you what happened. Court came up in C.R.E.A.M. started dancing with Rickey Robinson. You started drinking beer and shit. After the concert was over they went outside where you followed drunk as fuck yelling how you loved her and shit. Druex and Courtney escorted you home but she stayed here since I couldn’t get here last night. Now what happened after that you’ll have to ask Courtney that.”
I put my hands on my head as the sunlight cause my head to start throbbing. You probably think I’m down and out right? Well I’m not. Not by a long shot. Didn’t y’all here what Courtney said? She said she was in love with me well not exactly in that way but hey I gotta take what I can get. Right? So I still gotta chance to make this right. “Marq, Kelt still got that studio in his basement?“
“Yeah. Why?”
“I think I got an idea to make Courtney mine again,” I said with a smile.
*~*
Thanx for the reviews. The updates gon be sparce becuz I ain’t got a computer at the moment so lets pray that I get it fixed. No poll question for tonight. Sorry. Well I’ll try to post chapter 9 soon but don’t count on it. Stupid ass computer!
Holla!
ChocolateDelight
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