Me, Jerry, and Joe were walking to school. It was the same scene from this morning. The only difference was that it wasn’t in the morning, the sun had just set, but we were still walking to school.
“Bro, anybody ever told you that you look like Tony Parker?” Joe said to Jerry as we were walking, he took a drag from the blunt.
Jerry erupted in laughter. He was also holding a blunt. All three of us had a blunt in our hand as we were walking.
Jerry put his left hands on Joe’s shoulder as he took a hit of the blunt that he was holding with his other hands.
“Nah bro, no one told me. But anybody ever tell you that you look like a dark-skin Kyle Korver?” Jerry said to Joe as his hands were on his shoulders.
Joe erupted in laughter, then he shook hands with Jerry as he continued laughing.
Both of my friends were walking in front of me, I was treading behind following them. I also smiled and was laughing at the comments that my friends made to each other. I then took a hit of the blunt that I was holding. I inhaled deeply and then I exhaled slowly. My head and my entire surroundings began to spin as I took a hit of the blunt. The smile on my face widened and I began to laugh louder.
“Keep it a bean you look like Kyrie Irving bro!” I yelled out to Joe who was walking in front of him. Joe looked behind and kept walking and began laughing. Then he reached behind and shook my hand, to acknowledge the approval of the remark that I made against him. I took his hands and shook it.
Jerry then stopped walking, he took off his bag and pulled out a Heineken bottle, he opened it and took a long swig down. Afterwards he offered it to Joe, Joe accepted it and he also took a swig down. When Joe finished drinking the can down, he wiped his mouth with his hands and offered me the can. I declined the offer. I never really liked the taste of alcohol for some reason; it always tasted bitter and made my breath stink.
Joe then gave the bottle back to Jerry, and he drank the rest of the can down in one swig, then he threw it away to the side of the street. He didn’t swallow the liquid that was in his mouth, he closed his eyes as he kept it in there, and then after a few seconds he swallowed the content down, and then he opened his eyes. His eyes were not red, nor were they white, his eyes were pitch black, and they didn’t have any pupils. He gave a big smile and continued to walk.
My legs began to feel tired as we were walking, and my heartbeat increased its pace. I then decided to go in the street and sit down on the ground floor as we were walking, I had to take a break, my legs were tired!
Jerry and Joe decided to join me; they also stopped walking and sat down on the cold floor next to me. Jerry then turned his head and looked at me, with his pitch black eyes.
“You high bro?” Jerry said to me. My friend was asking me if I was high.
I took a hit of the blunt that I was holding. Then I lifted my head and started to look upwards. The sun was not there and a red horizon appeared in the cloudless sky.
“Naw, you?” I replied to Jerry. I was telling him that I was not high and I asked him if he was. He looked down on the floor and grabbed a stick and broke it in half and threw it in the street.
“Not really.” He said to me.
Joe was seated to the left of Jerry; he was leaning against a stop sign and not saying anything. His eyes were also black, but they were not pitch black like Jerry’s, and his pupils were still intact. He looked up at the sky and began laughing.
“Bro, look at the birds!” Joe said as he pointed up.
Me and Jerry both looked up at the same time, there were no birds in the sky. John then appeared next to me, he was seated to my left hand side, he was in his regular size and he was not floating. He was looking at Jerry and smiling. The angel looking figure then appeared to my right hand side, also it was in his regular size and not floating. There was now a small paper that was plastered on his chest, just like the one on John’s. I looked closer at it, it read “Arnold”.
It was also starring at Jerry, but he was frowning. As me, John and Joe were sitting down on the ground floor somebody walked towards us while we were seated in the middle of the street. The strange person was wearing a coat, though it was not cold. He was wearing rain boots, though it was not raining. He also had a blunt in his hand, he took a drag from it as he approached us. I was not able to see his face clearly. As he came near us, rain began to fall from the sky. He walked slowly and knelt by me. I was still not able to make out his face or see it clearly, though I was starring right at him.
Joe and Jerry were also starring at the strange figure as he knelt beside me. Joe adjusted his seating position and began to fidget as he was sitting down.
“YOU GOTTA GREAT PERSONALITY BRO!” Joe hollered to the strange figure that was seated next to me. Jerry’s eyes regained its’ white color and his pupils returned.
John and Arnold were still seated next to me, John looked at the figure and he stopped smiling and was now frowning, he then got up and started walking quickly in the opposite direction. As he was walking the rain increased in speed and it started to fall down harder, as it touched John who was walking really fast his head began to vanish, then his arms, then his back and upper body, and then finally his legs and lower body. Then his entire body vanished in thin air and he was gone.
Arnold looked up at the strange figure. He was no longer frowning, now he had a big smile on his face, almost laughing. The strange figure took the blunt that I was holding in my hands. He took it and he threw it in the middle of the street. He then took the blunt that he was holding and he handed it to me. I slowly took it, and I looked at him, he nodded towards me, gesturing for me to proceed. I took a drag of the blunt that I got from him, I inhaled deeply and everything went dark.
I woke up on a couch. The fragrance of Fried Chicken and Spanish rice filled up the air and went inside my nostrils. I didn’t have any clothes on, except for my boxers; a large white blanket was spread over my body.
As my eyes flicked open, I came to my senses and realized then what had happened, I remembered everything.
Christy started to walk towards me while holding a plate with a fork and spoon on it and a bottle of water on her other hands. She placed the plate on top of the table at the center of the living room. She no longer had the towel wrapped around her waist; she was now wearing my all black hoodie that I had on earlier.
She placed the plate on top of the table and came and sat down next to me on the couch.
“How did you sleep?” She asked me.
I didn’t respond. I got up from the couch and seated up and grabbed the spoon and began to eat from the plate that was on top of the table. There was bright yellow Spanish Rice on one side of the plate, and there were three pieces of chicken thighs on the other side of the plate. I began to bite down on the chicken thighs. Christy put her hands on my back and began rubbing it as I was eating.
“Do you like the food bae?” She asked me softly as she was rubbing my back.
I still did not respond. I continued to eat. Christy then began to rub my ears and the side of my cheeks.
I took the water bottle from on top of the table and drank half down, then I put it back on top of the table without putting the cap on it.
“I want you to eat and go upstairs to take a shower ok bae?” Christy said to me.
My head was still down as I began to eat the Spanish rice.
“Don’t tell me what to do.” I said to Christy as my head was down eating the Spanish rice from the plate that was on the table.
I finished eating and placed the spoon on top of the empty plate that was on top of the table. I then reclined back on the couch. Christy got up from where she was seated on the couch and she picked up the plate from the table and began to head to the kitchen.
My arms outstretched on the couch. I looked at the digital clock that was on the wall. “5:39pm”, it was still pretty early. I had missed football practice already, it ended at like 4:30pm. I still had to go get my haircut, and I had to go home and talk to my dad and alert him of the news. But first there was something that I wanted to do. I had to go to call Joe and go to his house and get another dime bag from him.
I got up from the couch and began to walk into the kitchen with my boxers. Christy was standing over the sink washing the plate and the rest of the dishes that were in the sink.
“I’m finna go get my haircut and go smoke!” I said to Christy while standing at the entrance of the kitchen.
Christy continued to wash the dishes; she turned her head to look at me.
“Boy! Really? Why don’t you just go get your haircut and go home?” Christy said to me as her hands were in the sink.
I then walked up behind her, and then I wrapped my arms around her waist.
“I don’t like when you tell me what to do!” I said to her.
“Boy! Let go off me!” Christy said as she struggled to loosen my grip from her back.
Her efforts failed, my arm tightened against her waist and she began to push up on me. I began to get stimulated as my arms were around her and she struggled to loosen my grip.
“Shut up!” I said to Christy as my arms tightened around her.
“No! Jason, let me go!” Christy said to me as she continued to struggle.
I wrapped my arms tighter around her from the back and lifted her up. She gave out a loud shriek.
“BOY! PUT ME DOWN!” Christy said, as she continued screaming.
I didn’t respond to her, my hands were still wrapped around her back; I put her down gently on the ground. I then lifted my arm up to her face and put my fingers in her mouth.
Then I bent her over slightly on the sink and pulled my boxers down. Christy gave a loud scream as it went inside her. A warm feeling went through my body.
I’m daddy!” I said to her as I pushed my weight harder against her.
Christy began to moan and she stopped struggling. I began to stroke while it was inside her. With every stroke Christy moaned louder and louder.
“Who’s daddy?” I asked Christy. She did not respond.
“Who’s daddy!?” I asked her in a louder and more commanding voice.
Christy gave a loud shriek and her body jolted up. My fingers were still in her mouth and I could feel spit dripping out and she started to use her tongue to play with my fingers.
“You are.” She said quietly.
“Say it louder!” I commanded her.
She immediately responded. “You are Jason!” She said in between her moans.
“SAY IT AGAIN!” I said to her in a louder voice in her ears.
“YOU’RE DADDY!!” She yelled out while moaning. A rush of energy then shot through my body. I began to stroke faster, she then started screaming.
I pulled my boxers up and began to walk out the kitchen.
“And don’t ever forget it.” I said to her as I walked out the kitchen. I put on my pants and the t-shirt that I was wearing. I knew the weather was temperate outside so I let Christy keep the hoodie. I grabbed my phone that was hooked up on the wall charging and then I walked out the door. I then began heading towards the Barber Shop.