Derrick’s phone rang. He put out the cigarette he was smoking and answered.
“We’ve been watching you.” The voice replied before hanging up. Derrick’s eyes widened. He burst through the hotel room door. Becky hopped up and looked at him with confusion.
“What the hell? “ She exclaimed. Harlem giggled.
“We have to get out of here!” Derrick replied as he grabbed their bags and went to the car. Becky and Harlem followed. Derrick put the bags in the trunk and opened the door to the back seat. “Get in Becky.”
“What?” Becky replied. “Why am I getting in the back seat?”
“I want Harlem in the front.” Derrick replied.
“I’m not getting in the back!” Becky answered. Derrick slapped her.
“Shut the fuck up and get in the back!” Derrick yelled. Becky nodded and got in the back. Harlem got in the front. Derrick opened the driver’s door only to find a box on the seat.
“That’s not going to work!” Big Pie yelled.
“It has to.” Dre replied. “We’re damn near broke!” Big Pie shrugged her shoulders.
“Whatever.” She replied.
Rita tapped her foot on the concrete floor.
“I hate it here!” She screamed. She stood up and wrapped her hands around the metal bar. “Let me out! Let me the fuck out! Ahhhhhhhhh!!!!!” She kicked the door and burst out in tears. “Why! I did nothing wrong!” Her heart began to race. “I miss Harlem! I miss my daughter. I don’t deserve this!” She screamed at the top of her lungs and passed out.
Yonny went in the back seat of his car and grabbed some extra gas he had.
“This is the last time you fuck me over!” Yonny yelled. He poured the gasoline over George’s truck, and lit a match. “Karma’s a bitch.”Yonny stated as he flicked the match letting George’s car burst into flames.
“So what’s up?” Alonzo asked. “This shit has to end somehow…” Alonzo took a hit of his cigarette. “Brother.”
“Shut the fuck up!” Dre screamed. “ Don’t call me that. Just because we are related doesn’t mean I will spare your life!” Zettie glanced at Dre and chuckled.
Yonny hopped back into the car and raced to his job to explain to his boss what was going on. When he arrived, he got out of the taxi and sprinted to George’s office.
“George let me explain.” Yonny shouted anxiously.
“I don’t want to hear it.” George replied. “ Give me your keys and cell phone!” Yonny flipped George’s desk.
“What the fuck are we going to use her for anyways?” Derrick asked, Becky shrugged her shoulders. “ She will be dead weight!” Derrick shouted. Silence engulfed the hotel room for a moment; Harlem’s heart began to race.
“She could be a house maid.” Becky announced, Derrick burst into laughter.
“Yeah?” He replied. “Who will teach her how to clean?” Derrick asked, Becky glanced at Harlem.
“I will.” Becky replied.
“Hello?” Irwin said as he answered the phone.
“Hey, it’s Wilneija.” Neija replied. “Give me the scoop.”
“Dre’s mom killed Alonzo’s mother Vickie. Tonya’s priorities are all fucked up!”
“How?” Neija asked.
“Big Pie told me…” Irwin’s phone died.
“Damn!” Neija screamed.
“Are we going into the bank or what?” Trina asked, Alonzo knodded.
“One sec…” Alonzo replied, Trina screw faced Alonzo. “ I have a proposition for Dre.” Alonzo could hear Big Pie smack her teeth through the phone.
“What you mean?” Big Pie asked, Alonzo chuckled.
“I was talking to my brother, not you!” Alonzo shouted. “I’m trying to make some money!” Pronto sighed. Pump pulled out a bag of weed.
“Can I roll now?” Pump asked.
“Not yet.” Zettie replied. “ We have to finish this conversation first.”
“I knew it!” Yolanda exclaimed. “ I never should have trusted you!” Yolanda tried to break free of the correctional officers’ grip; Rita chuckled.
“Fuck you bitch!” Rita replied. “Like I said, I don’t fucking know you!” Rita screamed. Riley, the head warden of the prison, approached the group.
“What’s going on here? Riley asked.
“They were fighting.” Fred declared. Yolanda and Rita looked at Fred with disgust.
“Separate them until their cases clear.” Riley ordered. The correctional officers dragged Yolanda and Rita to different cells and locked them in.
“What’s the plan?” Dre asked, Alonzo smiled from ear to ear.
“You teach me how to sell drugs, and I pay you back the money you lost from Yolanda going to jail.” Alonzo replied, Dre chuckled.
“Yeah right!” Zettie interrupted. “How do we know Dre will get paid?” He asked.
“You have my word.” Alonzo replied.
“How do we know we can trust you?” Pronto asked.
“He’s my brother, now that I know, I will never do him wrong.” Alonzo replied.
George got in Yonny’s face.
So you want to be a tough guy?” George asked. “Just because I fired you?” Yonny spit in George’s face.
“Fuck you!” Yonny said as he took his tag off and threw the keys at George. “I don’t need this” Yonny exclaimed.
“Good riddens” George exclaimed, Yonny slammed the door as he exited George’s office.
“I’m going outside for a smoke!” Derrick announced as he left the hotel room. Becky sat on the bed next to Harlem.
“It will be okay.” Becky declared. “I will make sure you are safe.” Becky embraced Harlem. “What’s your name anyways?
“Harlem.” She declared, Becky smiled.
“Harlem.” Becky repeated. “That’s a nice name.” Becky reached out for Harlem’s hand. “Nice to meet you, Harlem.” Becky stated as she shook Harlem’s hand.
“Nice to meet you.” Harlem replied.
!Shit is getting REAL. SEE YOU SOON :)!
Yonny’s phone rang. It was his boss George.
“Hello?” Yonny said as he answered the phone.
“Why the fuck are you at Bradford Regional Medical Center?” George shouted. “You know I have GPS on that cab!” Anger consumed Yonny’s heart.
“My girlfriend slit her wrist, you fucking jackass!” Yonny exclaimed, tears flooded down his cheeks. Tom, whom was the receptionist in the Emergency Room, stood up.
“Sir, keep your voice down.” Tom ordered. Yonny rolled his eyes.
“Alright.” He replied. Tom sat back down at his desk.
Zettie pulled up to Pump.
“Get in.” Zettie ordered through the driver’s window. Pump knodded, got into the back and they pulled off.
“So what you got?” Big Pie asked.
“5 bricks and an ounce of weed…” Pump replied. Zettie screamed out of frustration!
“That’s all you got?” Dre asked.
“Yeah…” Pump replied. Big Pie shook her head in disgust.
“We’re fucked.” Big Pie interrupted, and suddenly, Dre’s phone rang…
“We won’t get caught.” Yolanda replied. “Just trust me on this one.” Rita screw faced her.
“Trust you?” Rita replied. “I don’t fucking know you! We have only been cell mates for one day, soooo… Swerve!” Rita snapped her fingers. “You want to try that shit go ahead. You are not dragging me into your matrix…” Yolanda punched Rita in the face.
“Ahhh!” Harlem screamed at the top of her lungs as she ran out of the hotel room.
“Where are you going little girl?” Derrick, whom was smoking a cigarette outside of the hotel room he rented asked. Harlem stopped in her tracks.
“My daddy left me here!” Harlem shouted as she burst into tears.
“Come with me, and we’ll see if we can find him.” Derrick replied, with a maleficent smerk on his face. Harlem followed Derrick into the hotel room and he shut the door.
“Hello?” Dre said as he answered his IPhone. Alonzo put him on speaker phone, and Darren turned the music down as they pulled into M & T Bank parking lot.
“So, the whole time you knew you were my brother?” Alonzo asked.
“Yes, and I don’t give a fuck!” Dre exclaimed. ‘ You snitched on my mom. Ain’t no forgiving that.”
Rita tackled Yolanda to the floor and banged her head against the concrete. The correctional officers sprinted over to break up the fight.
“Get off of her!” They shouted as they yoked Rita and Yolanda up.
“Fuck you bitch!” Yolanda screamed, Rita spit in her face.
“Yonny?” Dr. Smith stated. Yonny hopped up and jogged over to him.
“Yes?” Yonny stated.
“She will be okay, however she won’t be leaving here today.” Dr. Smith replied.
“Why not? “ Yonny asked with a confused look on his face.
“Did you know there was a warrant for her arrest in New York State?” Dr. Smith asked.
“What, no!” Yonny screamed. “For what?”
“Child endangerment.” Dr. Smith replied. Yonny’s eyes widened.
“Well can I see her?’ Yonny asked.
“No.” He replied. “She’s being shipped to Erie County Holding Center.
“Ahhhhh!” Yonny exclaimed out of frustration
“So, where did your dad say he was going?” Derrick asked. Harlem twiddled her thumbs.
“I don’t know. They just left.” Harlem replied, tears beginning to resurface. Becky, whom was Derrick’s bottom bitch, smacked her teeth.
“That’s horrible!” Becky declared. “Don’t worry, we will take care of you.”
“Who said that? I’m not playing daddy, I just don’t want her out here all alone.” Derrick replied.
“Can’t we keep her? She is so adorable.” Becky asked.
“No!” Derrick shouted. “We’re going to find her parents, then she’s out of here.” He declared. Becky frowned.
“Her parents don’t care about her!” She shouted. “You
see they left her at the hoe motel…”