Big Pimpin

Chapter One Episode Three Kilo

KILO



Pulling up to the place I once called home, the only thing that seemed familiar to me was the address. Looking around the yard as Keisha drives off, I felt depressed. f**k, I say to myself as I twist the door nob. I turn around and walk over to the patio table that sits in the middle of the front yard. Taking a seat at the table, I remembered that my mom always had a spare key. Contemplating for over twenty minutes on where the spare could be. I quickly stand to my feet and walk over to the yellow glass flowerpot against the house.

Lifting the heavy flowerpot and moving it, there was nothing underneath. So I walked over to the doormat to see if it’s there, and there it was. I unlock the door and slowly open it, peeping inside. Knowing it has been anyone here in three years, I still felt paranoid. Before closing the door, I flick on the lights. Noticing that everything is spotless, I go into the kitchen and flick on the lights, seeing that the lights are brighter than those in the living room. Everything seemed further than it was as I hesitate to the refrigerator. My eyes felt as if there’s lots of pressure behind them. Trying to look into the fridge, I quickly close it. Walking over to the switch, I flick it off. Walking into the dining area, trying to shake off the pain from the pressure behind my eyes, my phone falls out of my back pocket. Leaning over to pick it up, I looked up and admired the portrait of my mother and father above the fireplace.

Straightening up, I proceed upstairs as my eyes teared up from emotion. Jogging up the stairs, I notice a squicking sounds echos over the staircase. Getting into the hall, I open the first door on the right to what used to be my sister's room. Chills come over my body as I notice a yellow blouse of hers sitting on the dresser. Remembering it was one of her favorites, I frustratingly slinging the blouse across the room. Thinking why I had to come home to no close family.

Walking out of the room, slamming the door behind me, I walk across the hall to my bedroom. Hopping onto the bed on my stomach. Snatching a pillow, I scream into it. Feeling a little relieved, I turn on my back and text Kiesha to come get me in an hour before I lose my mind. Slinging the phone across the full-size bed, I get up. Making it to the dresser, it seemed further away than it was. While squeezing my eyes shut, I shake my head. Hopping it’ll stop everything from appearing in 3D.

After rubbing my eyes, I look into the mirror on the dresser and noticed my eyes are fire red. Ignoring it, I get my underclothes out of the dresser drawer and close it. Walking down the hall to the bathroom to shower, I noticed there’s a big hole in the ceiling right before going to the bathroom. Stepping under the hole in the ceiling, I look into it at the trees outside. I quickly move after almost falling in the wooden dry rotted floor directly under the hole. Tiptoeing my way into the bathroom, I smelled strong mildew. With my nose turned up out of disgust, I letting down the toilet seat and place my clothes on top of it. Pulling back the shower curtain. I become even more disgusted as I see the buildup of mold around the rim of the tub. After starting the shower, I grab a can of Lysol disinfectant to settle the smell. Coughing from spraying a large amount along with the steam from the shower. I take off my clothes and get into the shower. Realising that I’m the one who has to pay for the damages in the house. I frustratingly place my hands on the wall behind the shower. While letting the warm water run off my back. I can’t help but think that I have to level up. frustratedly slapping the wall, I watch the water hit and glisten off the shower curtain. Standing under the water as it runs off my face, I close my eyes and think of Sky. Knowing that I need to focus on this money before I can even think about entertaining a high-maintenance girl like Sky. I become eager to make money. I run the soap over my dark brown-skinned body. As I stand under the water, I watch the last of the suds run off my body. But as the water gets cold, it reminded me of a time in prison where Queen and I had a s****l encounter in the showers for the first time. Knowing I shouldn’t be thinking of him, I get out and dry off. Wrapping the towel around my waist, I reach in the covered and grab another towel to dry my hair.

After putting on my underclothes, I walk back to my bedroom to see have Kiesha texted back. And she hasn’t, so I text Toot to come get me. Placing the phone on the dresser before oiling myself down with baby oil. I put on deodorant and my phone dings for a notification. After seeing it was Toot replying, he’s on the way. I sling the phone in the middle of the bed and proceed to the closet. Snatching a pair of black joggers off the hanger, I walk over to the dresser and grab a white muscle shirt and a long sleeve white t-shirt. I sling the white t-shirt on the bed as I put on the muscle shirt and spray on Dior cologne. Putting on the t-shirt, I hear a horn blow repeatedly. Walking to the other side of the room to the window, only to see its Toot’s crazy ass. I ran over to the dresser, snatch my Rolex and phone off the bed. Running out the door and down the stairs, I say to myself, my boy comes though every time. Rushing through the living room to get to the door, I snatch an all-red snap-back cap off a lamp near the door. Putting it on, I also grab the house key from the same end table. While putting the key into my front pocket, I stick my feet into a pair of all red Jordans. Opening the door so he can stop blowing the horn, I check myself out in a wide gold-framed body mirror behind the door. After locking the door, I turn around and throw my arms up and give Toot a big grin.

“Bring your goofy ass on before I leave you.” Toot says, slowly backing out of the driveway. But as I’m jogging to the car, he stops.

“You wild, I said, getting in. You would have really left me, huh?”

“Where are you going?” He asked as he backs out onto the road, ignoring my question.

“I don’t even know. I just felt like getting out of the house. You know it’s over five hundred thousand dollar worth of damage in that house, I say dramatically. Toot giggles as I look at him, annoyed. Theres nothing funny. I got to figure out a way to level up.” He continues to laugh as I shake my head and throw myself into the passenger seat. Annoyed by his constant giggles.

“What up? You going to my crib are what?” He asked.

“Nawl, I was trying to see where Kiesha is, so I can use her car,” I said as he laughs and shakes his head.

“Where else would she be beside on her back are knees? I throw my cap at his chest, so I wouldn’t disturb his driving as he has his seat extended all the way back to the back seat while driving with his knees. The hat hits the floor between his legs. He drifts off the road, trying to get the cap. I quickly grab the stirring wheel and straighten us up. b***h, I got this, he says, forcibly moving me out of the way. I loudly laugh as he frustratedly throws me the cap. You play too f*****g much. I chuckle and pick my cap up from the floor. I place the cap on my head backward as he shoves me. Anyway, how in the hell can you one minute have a ride and not the next?”

“Whateva, I said as he turns on fourth street, the street he stays on. Where are you taking me?”

“I’m taken yeah stupid ass to where your w***e is so you can get out my shit.”

“Oh, s**t, look who done got soft.”

“Soft never, he says, pulling into someone’s graveled driveway. Say Kiesha in there?” Toot asks as he put the car in park.

“Nawl,” a man dressed in drag says while doing someone’s hair on a small boarded-up porch.

“Don’t lie, he b***h. I see her car parked behind the trailer from down the road.” Toot says as he gets out of the car as the man in drag goes inside.

“How you know these people, Mann?” I ask after laughing to myself.

“Chill with that gay s**t. I just know this town like the back of my hand and know Kiesha hangs with the b***h. Your the one been gone, not me. He says sarcastically, walking onto the rigged porch attached to the trailer. Noticing the drag coming out of the house as Toot texts on his phone, I tap Toot on the shoulder and point toward the drag as I’m standing behind him. Say, tell Kiesha to bring what she got for me out.” Toot says to the drag.

“Look, the drag says, bouncing on one hip while holding braid hair in his left hand. Toot, go in there and get her yourself. Dont you see I’m busy, she’s in the back.” The male in drag says dramatically, slinging the hair around in his hand.

Toot slightly tugs my sleeve, pulling me to the side as he says he’s not going inside the nasty trailer. “Say, gone in there and talk to Kiesha and let her know I’m out here. She going to give you something to give to me.”

“Okay,” I say, walking over to the drag as I point to the trailer to go in.

“She’s in there.” He says as he got more hair to continue the braiding. Proceeding through the open door, I see that it’s very filthy. I never understood why men want to play a woman’s role, but don’t want to do women’s work. Seems as if all they want to do is lay up like one. Shaking my head, I call out to Kiesha as I make it to the hall. While making a trail through the clothes and trash on the hall floor, I hear someone scuffling in a bag in the last room to the right. Getting to the room, I see that it’s Kiesha going through a large black trash bag.

“Damn, so this is how you're living?” I chuckle as I shake my head in shame.

“What do you want Kilo, damn?” She says, pushing me out of the way as she proceeds out into the hall. With only a red bra and black tights on, fumbling through the clothes and trash piles, I made to get down the hall. After frustratingly throwing s**t everywhere, she started swear and screaming out the name Noah. I stopped and stand in the middle of the living room as the man in drag walks in.

“What, Kiesha?” he says after slinging open the screen door.

“Where in the hell is my shirt?” she screams as she’s throwing around clothes. Dodging the clothes and trash she’s throwing, I move closer to the front door and prop against the wall. Noah kicks clothes against the wall instead of picking it up and placing it where it belongs.

“What shirt?”

“The see-thru red and black shirt that has K.L. on the front in gold glitter. b***h, you know, the one I got made the time we went to New York. She says dramatically, going towards the hall. Noah just stood there, dumbfounded. The one I had sitting in the hall on top of my damn basket.” She says frustratingly, pointing to a basket that sits in the middle of the hall against the wall. Noah walks behind her, mumbling something under his breath. I laugh to myself as Noah does the same s**t. I adjust to the left, just enough to see what’s going on in the hall. Noticing Kiesha go back into the room, I see Noah going through the same basket of clothes Kiesha looked through twice.

“Is this it, Kiesha?” Noah screams, twisting his way down the hall with the shirt in his hand, stepping on the other clothes and trash on the floor. I walk over to the door and notice the girl that’s waiting for Noah to finish her hair, applying lip gloss in an old hand mirror. She places the hand mirror on a crate next to the hair as she notices me standing in the glass screen door. She rolls her eyes and asks where Noah is.

“He’s in there, I said, walking out of the door. But little mama, you ain’t gotta act like that.”

“Then how I’m supposed to act when I don’t know you?”

“But I’m Kilo, and you are. I ask, extending my hand for a handshake. She giggles and smiles, breaking eye contact. What’s your name? I ask again, grabbing her face to go in for a kiss. She quickly snatches away while pushing me out of her face. I smile while pretending that she shoved me hard enough for me to stumble over myself. Damn, it’s like that. I said as she bashfully giggles, turning her head. Feisty, I like that. But what’s your name on the real, knowing that we might see a lot more of each other?” I stated, flirting.

“My name is Tonya.” She says bashfully, getting up from the still chair. I grab her by the arm and slide my hand into hers.

“Well, Ms. Tonya, my I trouble you for paper to put a number on before I forget,” I ask as I admire her dark, flawless complexion and thick rack top and bottom as she leans over into her purse, grabs an envelope, and rips off a small amount.

“Is this good enough?” she asked, holding up the torn paper.

“Yes, I say, taking the paper and writing my name and number on it. She slings open the screen door and walks in. I look over to Toot sitting in the car with the doors open as he’s on the phone. Girl, you thick as fuck.” She looked at me and smiled as I trail behind her inside the house as I watched her ass. Right as I go in for a grab, she sits on the sofa. I chuckle and proceed down the hall. Noticing Noah coming out of the room, I wait until he passes me to sneak him the paper with my name and number on it. Startled by Kiesha busting out her bedroom, Noah hurries to the front door as I grabbed Kiesha by the hand as she tries to pass me standing in the hall.

“Toot said you got something for him,” I said as I pull her in close to me as I watch Noah go out the front door.

“I know. He texted me a thousand times, she says, before kissing me unexpectedly. I let her go as she proceeds to the front door. Trailing her, I remembered how it felt inside of her. Walking onto the porch, I wink at Tonya as she’s getting her hair braided and walk to the back of the trailer as Kiesha stops at Toots’ car. Trying to get in the vehicle, Kiesha comes from around the house and quickly locks it as I reach for the handle.

“What?” I asked, throwing up my hands as Kiesha walks up to the car.

“Where are you going, Kilo?”

“You trippin, open the door.”

“I’m trippin, you the one just let Toot leave.”

“Kiesha, you said I can use your ride when I get ready.”

“Kilo, we are not together. So don’t come looking for me like some damn stalker. She says before unlocking the door and getting in. f**k,” she says under her breath as I get in.

“Damn, Kiesha. I know we’re not together, but you're throwing mixed signals. She exhales and proceeds out of the yard, ignoring me. Come on Kiesha, you know you’ll always be my first love, my chocolate bunny.”I said reaching for her right thigh.

“What?” she says, moving her leg before I could touch it, with a look of disgust on her face.

“You know what, you’re right?” Rubbing my chin out of aggravation. Thinking to myself, I should've left her in the past. After all, she never got back with me six years out of ten. Although it was during the time she clammed to have lost our child, I know it had to be hard dealing with that alone. But after all the letters and calls I’ve attempted, she left me in the cold. Wondering why she helped me out with my parole, she rubs me on the arm as I’m in deep thought. With the same arm I reach for the seat belt, clinching my teeth.

“I know I’m right. She says in a soft voice while rubbing my arm. But just as I get the belt in the fastener, she hits me in the chest. You’re dumb as f**k, you know that?” She said, stopping at a red light.

“And you a crazy. For real,” I said, holding my chest in pain.

“Where are you going, Ki?” Ki has always been Kiesha’s pet name for me.

“b***h, don’t call me that.” Catching her fist in mid-stride, she snatches away.

“Whateva!”

“You hit me in my s**t like that again imma knock you out and put you in the back seat and take this b***h where I need to go. She laughs loudly and cuts on the radio. But on the real take me to Sky. I say, adjusting my hat.”

“You a lucky motherfuker, Couse I’m going to where she is.” She says before turning up the radio full blast. Heading out of town, I adjust my seat all the way back. Riding for over twenty minutes, she turns on a gravel road that I’m unfamiliar with. Cheap b***h want even get the damn road fixed. She screams over the music. Holding on to the handle in the car’s ceiling, I notice what looks like a security booth coming up, but theirs no guard rail. Trying to see around Kiesha big as head inside the booth, I see the door fly open. Seeing that it’s Steel limping to the car, I wonder why everyone I used to run with is now associated with this place.

“Damn, girl, you must be ready for this pipe. He says as he acts like he was about to put his d**k in her ear. Watching Kiesha grab his crotch, I get pissed.

“Say, Mann,” I said, jealous of their s****l activity.

“What up, Steel says, stretching his arm in the car for me to dap him up. When you got out?”

“This morning,” I said, dapping him up.

“That’s what up, get at me if you ever need anything.” He says, propping on his arm in the window as he gazes in Kiesha’s face.

“Let me take this dude where he needs to go.” She said, rubbing on his arm.

“Where to see Sky?”

“Yeah, I’ll be at the confection booth, though,” Kiesha says.

“Cool, but Sky just left in a sky-blue dodge. You should have passed her. But Kiesha I’ll be there later to give my confection. cool?” He says, limping, backing away from the car.

“Alright, Mann.” I said, throwing myself to the seat. f**k, I say to myself.

“I’ll let you use my s**t to go see her. She says, pulling off. She can’t be anywhere, but at her mama's house are at that dude Orlando's house in Compton.”

“Appreciate it.” I said as Kiesha pulls in front of the building’s door and places the car in park. She gets out, leaving the car on. Kiesha throws her hair to the back of her as I walk over to the driver’s side. I grab her and pull her near.

“Say you're going to stop playing with me, too.”

“What do you mean?” I asked as she places her hand on my chest.

“You were feeling on Noah and that Noah was feeling on you in the hall, yeah I don’t mess shit.” She sighs and pulls away. As she rushes away, I watch her thick ass bounce as I get into the car. Placing the vehicle in drive, I admire the building’s decor as I slowly drive off. Slowly approaching the Kandi lane sign overhead pass the security booth. I notice a sky-blue car coming ahead. I let down the window and stopped the vehicle in the road. After flagging down the vehicle, it stops, and the driver slowly let down the window.

“You haven’t changed, have you?”

“What do you mean?” I ask, grinning from ear to ear from the joy of seeing Sky.

“I see you in your baby mama's car.”

“That’s nothing. I was using it to look for you.”

“Yeah, right?”

“Yeah, that’s how I found out you fuckin some dude named Orlando in Compton.”

“Whateva,” she says, rolling her eyes.

“Let’s link up?” I ask, wondering why she’s short with me. She ignores me and speeds off. I place the car in drive and proceeded off Kandi lane and thought I’ll go see my boy Toot.