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Ashley aka Blackberry aka Lee Lee
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Date Posted: 10:27:13 07/06/02 Sat
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Ashley aka Blackberry aka Lee Lee
's message, "<<>>" on 22:01:47 07/05/02 Fri
Thanx 4 tha complimentz!!
(Part 2)
I soon woke up, but forgot where I was for a second. The hard ass fall had knocked me out cold for a couple of hours. I could tell cause when I looked above, I could see nightfall through the opening of the manhole. “Why didn’t the cops get me?” I thought to myself. Most likely it was because the manhole was around the corner which cut off eyesight & a minute or two later a car parked over it after I had fallen. I got lucky this time. There was no ladder to climb so I just got off my ass & wondered through the sewers for hours until I came to an opening. I walked out the opening & automatically knew where I was. I was across town in the slums of Las Vegas. This was definitely NOT where I wanted to be. Good thing I still had my gun ‘cause you have to be very careful in this part of town. I continued walking down the street & I was STILL exhausted from my little run from earlier, so I just decided to stop under a streetlight for a quick break. As I rested I noticed a reflection of myself, my long black hair was drenched with sewer water & so were my clothes. I looked a mess!! I had to change somewhere quick. My first thought was home, but the flashback of how I was left behind shot through my mind & I knew I couldn’t chance being betrayed my James again, so I went to my second home.
It was a long walk, but I finally made it. I approached the front door of the house & rang the doorbell repeatedly. I could hear someone’s voice behind the door cursing furiously, until the door opened.
“ Oh my G*D, Lee Lee what happened”? Rashida said while pulling me inside the house.
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Let me take a minute to introduce my dear older sister Rashida. She’s a year older than me (24) and has always been there for me. I remember the days we used to rip & run the streets causing havoc when we were young teens. Boy we were the shit, hell who’s to say that we’re still not? Anyways, she’s a tall slender female at about 5”6 & is brown skinned. Her hair laid long & curly halfway down her back. Our hair used to be the same length until I had it cut. She hated me for that. She’s works as a mechanic and makes good money. Anyways, back to the story.
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“I….I…” I just kept stuttering.
She sat me down on the couch, “Did James do this to you?? I told you over & over that he was NO good”.
I just sat there & started to cry hysterically. She gave me a hug trying her best to comfort me.
“You just go clean yourself up & tell me about it later”. She said letting me go.
I just nodded my head & got up walking towards her bathroom. Once I reached the bathroom I glanced at my reflection in the mirror & seen that my makeup was ruined. I slowly removed the frizzed wig from my head, allowing my short natural curly hair to air out & took out my hazel brown contacts revealing my natural brown eyes. I then removed my wet, smelly clothes from my body & stepped into the shower while turning it on. As the hot steamy water ran over my head & down my mahogany tinted body, I started to think back to when I trusted James & how he used to tell me ALL the things he’d do for me up until the point of what happened today. I started to feel a little bit of tingling from the hot water hitting a certain spot on me. I took one glance at my shoulder & realized I had a cut from the side of my neck stretching over the tip of my shoulder. It had to be from that fall I had taken earlier, so I started to wash over it with my soapy rag. About 30 minutes later, I finally came out of the shower with a towel rapped around myself to find that Rashida laid out some pajamas for me. I put them on & walked into Ra Ra’s living room to find her eating ice cream & beside her she had a bowl sitting on the table for me.
“Bout time you came out”, she said with a mouthful of ice cream “I thought I’d have to eat all this myself” she swallowed the ice cream & smiled, hoping to cheer me up.
I just grabbed my bowl of ice cream & sat silently beside her on the couch. I stared down at the ice cream & started to play with it knowing damn well that I was hungry.
Ra just sat her bowl in her lap & said “Something’s on your mind & it’s about time you let me know what’s going on”.
“You know what sis?” I took one quick bite of my ice cream “I’m not even gonna lie to ya….. I f*cked up”.
“How Lee?”, she asked putting her chin in her hands.
“I let James talk me into helping him rob a bank” I said staring into her eyes just waiting for her anger to show.
“That was you?!?”, she exclaimed while jumping up to her feet. “No Lee, no, no, I know you’re better than that!! This shit was all over the damn news! Please tell me you weren’t a part of that.”
I just looked at her & glanced away ashamed.
“Lee Lee a lady died today because of this mess!” she said giving me the SAME look that momma used to always give us when she was extremely pissed off.
I started to cry “ You think I don’t know that?!?! Huh Ra?? I was RIGHT there when James shot her!! Seeing that innocent woman’s life leak out of her was a living nightmare & you think I don’t feel guilty?!?” The flashbacks shot through my head & I started to get a little dizzy “Oh G*D”. I took off running towards the bathroom, puking in the toilet.
Rashida followed me & sat beside me while I hung over the toilet. I started to cry even harder, but then calmed down.
“It’s gonna be alright Lee” she said while patting my back. She handed me a towel to wipe my mouth with
“And to think that after all this shit, I have nothing.” I said while wiping my mouth.” No job, no man, no money, no life at all. He promised me we’d leave the country together, but instead he left me behind”.
“ Oh no this nigga won’t, we’re getting that money” she said while helping me up.
“What?” I said not half believing what she had said.
“I said we’re getting that money Lee”, she went through her closet & pulled out a shot gun, “ No nigga & I mean NO nigga uses my sister & THINKS he’ll get away wit it”.
“But what are we gonna do, that is if we pull this off?” I said staring at the gun.
“We’re gonna have to make a getaway”. And after she said that, she cocked her gun.
At first I was reluctant to the thought of having to go through the same shit again, but a bit of anger sparked in me & right then I knew what I had to do.
(((STAY TUNED)))
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