4am In Compton

Chapter Fourteen

[Brandy] - I think it's time we got this straight,

let's sit and talk face to face.

There is no way you could mistake him for your man,

Are you insane?

[Monica] - See I know that you may be

just a bit jealous of me.

Cause' you're blind if you can't see

that his love is all in me.

[Brandy] - See I tried to hesitate,

I didn't want to say what he told me.

He said without me

he couldn't make it through the day,

ain't that a shame.

[Monica] - And maybe you misunderstood,

Plus I can't see how he could

wanna take his time and that's all good.

All of my love was all it took- That Boy Is Mine x Brandy & Monica.

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C H A P T E R 15- India 

Brooks mugged me as I laughed as we left da' mall. Its been 2 weeks since we have been datin' and these have ta' be da' best weeks of my life.

"Yo chill wit' dat' laughin' s**t. It wasnt een' dat' funny fa'real." Brooks smakced his teeth as we walked ta' his car.

"Baybeh, you kno' it wa'. Dat' lil boy spilled ice cream all ova' ya' 14s." I chuckled.

"I shoulda spanked dat' lil nigga's ass, ma." He unlocked da' car and got in, not openin' da' passenger side.

"Um wha' bout my side?" I put my hands on my hips.

"Since you like ta' laugh so much, you betta' start ta' like openin' yo own doors." He snapped. My baybeh so damn sensitive.

I rolled my eyes and opened da' car, gettin' in da' car.

"Good 'cuz if you was bout to act like a child I was gon leave yo ass in dis' parkin' lot." He said, backin' out da' parkin' spaces.

"Shut up." I mumbled.

"Watch yo' fuckin' mouth, India." He sideeyed me.

I refrained from sayin' sum smart and got my phone out. I went ta' i********: and started likin' pictures.

"So when you gon' tell ya' bruva' bout us?" Brooks said, after 2 minutes of silence.

"Never." I blurted out.

Brooks chuckled. "Why you so worried bout wha' he think bout us? You a 18, old enough ta' make' ya' own decisions."

I kept quiet and listened to him ramble on and on. Honestly, if Rah knew me and Brooks wa' togetha' he would skin us alive. I know dis' cuz' he told me, a week prior when I asked him wha' he would do if me and Brooks were togetha'.

"Ill skin you and dat' snake ass nigga alive." He had said, blowing his blunt smoke in my face.

"You embarassed of a nigga or?" Brooks broke my thoughts, makin' me look his way.

"It aint even like dat'. Its jus' dat' he dont want us togetha'. " I sighed and looked out the window.

"Well you in a relationship wit' me, not Raheem. It aint like dats wha' you want.. unless you not tellin' me sumthin'." Rah said seriously.

I punched his shoulder, playfully. "Shut the f**k up. You kno' I wanna be wit' yo' rude ass."

"I ain't rude." He said simply.

I looked at him shocked. "Okay fine correction, you are rude as hell."

"I'm the nicest muthafucka' in dis' streets." He said confidently.

"Oh- kay." I said, sarcastically.

After about 10 minutes later, we finally made it ta' his street. As we were driving, there wa' someone on his doorstep.

"Oh shit." He mumbled. The figure wa' standin' outside, tappin' dey' feet on the concrete of da' steps. They had long brown hair and shades on so I couldn't see they face.

As he parked inta' his driveway, & immediately got out befa' I could say anything.

As Brooks approached da' figure and they immediately started arguin'.

I jus' sat there and minded my bidniss, but if da' figure got to close to Brooks. Best buhlee I'm jumpin' out dis' car to support my man.

Brooks's caramel complexion wa' turnin' red as da' girl wa' yellin' in his face. As soon as she put ha' finga' in his face, dats when I opened da' do' and walked out ta' da' lil' altercation.

"You not gonna tell me what I can & cannot do!" The figure stabbed his chest with her finger.

"I told you ta' stop comin' ova' hea." Brooks yelled, lookin' ready to choke this girl.

"Wha' seems to be the problem." I asked, waltzin' up next to Brooks and da mystery girl.

The girl looked my way and smirked. "Oh you don't remember me, India?"

She took off her shades and those greens eyes I learned ta' hate so much came inta' view.

"Ew, it's you." I sighed. "Why you hea', b?"

"To come get my man" she said simply. I looked at Brooks and laughed.

"Did I tell a joke? What's so funny?" Aza asked, putting her hands ok her hips.

"What's funny is," I said catching my breath."you walk in hea' and say dat' s**t like it's da' type of s**t you say everyday on a normal basis."

"I would be saying it everyday if you stayed your ass back with Rah and never intervened with me and Brooks." Aza scoffed.

"Shut day' s**t up, b." Brooks interjected. "She ain't da' reason we fell out. Plus we never was datin'. You was a quick bust that I needed ever so now and then."

"But you bought me a crib tho. So my p***y Musta been 100, huh?" Aza shot back.

I sideyed Brooks and shook my head.

Brooks didn't say anything but smacked his teeth.

"Mane, jus' take yo ass and go home. I'm tryin' to lay up wit' my lady." He wrapped his arm on my waist and pulled me closer.

Aza glared at da' lil' gesture and folded ha' arms.

"Fine but I'll be back with a little surprise for you later this week, Brooks. Just you and this," she pointed ta' me. "Downgrade wait."

And wit' dat' she pushed by me and down ta' steps, huffin' & puffin'.

"How you even f**k wit' dat' grown b***h? She don't even look like a b***h fa'real, she look like a pet. Chi chi chi chia face ass." I snapped.

Brooks chuckled and unlocked da' do'.

"Baybeh, you a fool." He mumbled against my neck.

"Yeah yeah yeah." I moaned out. "Baybeh, stop. We ain't come hea' to do allat'."

I pushed away from his smirkin' expression walked inta' his living room.

"Imma go get us sum snacks real quick. Stay hea', don't break anythin'. Care ta' explore." He said, then walked out of da' foyer.

I looked around and looked in awe. It wa' gigantic, it had light brown couches wit' white fur carpet, glass coffee tables, a hanging chandelier and a flat screen TV.

I flopped onta' one of da' big light brown couches and instantly felt comfortable wit' da' soft material.

Brooks walked back in the room a few minutes later, without his shirt, some sweat pants & a bowl full of candy, fruit snacks, honey buns and gum balls.

"My lil' sista' gon be back from school inna bout," he took his phone from his pocket. "15 minutes,"

"Okay." I smiled and scooted over on da' couch, makin' room for him.

I never met his sister, Rasha befa' but I follow ha' on i********:. She's really pretty and quite grown if you ask me.

He turned on da' TV and scooted next to me , wrapping his arm around my stomach.

"What you wanna watch?" He asked me, using his free head to massage my scalp.

"Put on Bad Boyz II." I mumbled, feelin' a bit sleepy.

"What you kno' bout those two?" He joked.

I smacked my teeth. "I know a lot. Will Smith and I happened to have a thing back in da' day."

"Girl, if you don't sit cho'...." He shook his head.

I mugged him as he chuckled lowly. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and I leaned inta' his chest as Will Smith and Martin Lawrence started shootin' members of da' KKK.

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Shayla

I smacked my teeth at my cousin thru' da' glass.

"Look, Whateva' you bout to do. Stop it right now cause I ain't gonna help you." I said bored.

"Ion need your hell, cuzzo. I got some already & quite frankly we on the same team. We both want Brooks dead & I want India all for myself."

My eyes bulged out at his revelation. "I knew you was beefing with Brooks but keep India out of it. That's my girl & her boyfriend and brother are gonna kill you." I whispered.

Sometimes I hate that God relates me to people who are such evil and just bad people.

Corey may be blood but I have to tell India and Rah. I ain't no shady person. Imma spill tea.

"Which is yo boyfriend, right?" I looked at Corey, shocked. "Shay, shay I have eyes out there in the streets for me. I know you and Rah are a thing. Sad thing you with the enemy's son. His parents died for a reason. You know this. But you refuse to listen." I shook my head slowly.

"That's why I have orders from your dad to kill you if Rah or Brooks get word of it."

I dropped the phone and looked at him in horror.

"No, No you can't do that!" I started yelling.

The guards came and cuffed Corey, taking him away as one of them tried to calm me down.

Corey turned around and gave him a smirk as they pulled him away.

What have I gotten myself into?

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