Grown Man B.I: Part One

It's dark as oil in this room. The floor is shaking boom boom boom " spending every night in the studio..." the walls are sweating. Daddy's in the darkest corner of the room, the girl jukin' on him had been hawking him since he walked in. I mean come on 6'2, hazel eyes, "good hair" and the boy was built. She had no choice right. He had no choice either star of the basketball team ad his mom is VP_ of Chicago’s top scouting agency. The Evisus are fit but this young lady is doing a job that has already been done by a little Asian kid in a sweat shop, wearing his jeans OUT! The young lady turns around when "DADDY! LETS GO! NOW NIGGA!" it was his homie Lil' Duke. They had been friend since second grade, Duke born Ashley wasn't the cutest dude out the bunch however, he had a Mississippi pimp tongue on him slicker than a whale with fish grease on his back. A fight had just broken out and if Daddy and Duke didn't run up there would hell to pay when Krell summoned from the pile up. The boys mouth got him into constant trouble in school and at home.
By the time they had run up Krell had already had the worst of it. Duke says in a monotone voice "Aye Jo ain't no point in fighting." pulls out his grandfathers wood-grained Taurus and fires two shots into the air. The crowd disperses as they expected. Krell emerges and through a swelling jaw "Where the hell was yall two at!" Duke opens up his mouth for an excuse when Daddy interjects "I was in there doin' what you should ah been doin' instead of runnin' yo mouth, I was choosin' when yo..." he muffs Duke who had a gun at the leftside of his waist -"ass interrupted me." Daddy shoot they should of called the boy fearless. It was clear the party was over them they decided to Duke's uncles spot on Madison. Walking down Madison is like a journey in a Indiana Jones Movie. There are two types of people on Madison the high and the lowly, luckily Daddy, Duke and Krell were high on the food chain of the west side streets. During the day it resembled a Mini-Time Square at night it was an entirely different story pitch black speckled with yellow streetlights. Loitered with Chicago's finest players and pimps on one side and their victims on the other. They walked Until they had reached Kostner. To the unsuspecting eye it appeared to be an abandoned mechanics garage, but Duke knew it s home since he was eight. It was the place he fled to when his momma was on one of her vacations code for her frequent drug binges. Daddy knew the place too, but you could hear the splatter of the sweat that drippped offf Krell's face hit the floor.
"Scared?"
"Naw what I'm scared of?"
He should have been church boy gone wanna be bad boy was at the door to Hell's Kitchen. What Krell didn't know was that Duke's Uncle was Mister "Shut It Down" a.k.a Mr. "Don't Say My Name" he was a notorious figure on the west side, was neck deep in the drug game and dabbled into quite a few business ventures in the suburbs. On top of that he was BFFs with the police chiefs. You could smell the death coming from underneath the door that led to basement. They walked up a narrow stairway you would think the doors in a place like this would be locked but they werent. Duke pushes the door open flops on the nearest coach and pushes the heel off of one shoe with the toe of the other.
"Man we at yo game tuhma Krell'
"Yeah jo its about to be very diverse"
"Aye Daddy you gone getchu an authentic blonde chick this time? none uh dat fresh out the bootle s#%t"
"Uh NO.. you know Zhay got cousins everywhere."
"You waunt worried bout thath s#%t in the corner wit shorty"
daddy shoots a look Duke with that infamous gleam in his eyes "Fam that was her cousin"
They all three burst out laughing
"You A DOG!!!"
Daddy smirks
"What can I say the young ladies like it rough rough, I'm just giving the public what they want."
They sit back on the couches and finish watching the last bit of State Property that was on TV.
"We in fa the night?"
Krell respond with "I gotta go home I have church in the mornin'."
Daddy pointing at him saying "This dude"
They walk Krell to Lake. On the way back, Duke finally speaks "That's my mans and all but he forever stuntin'." Daddy shakes his head and realizes this Timberland is not cutting it, pulse out his phone and text his mom [Ma ull tk me 2 da northface sto 2ma]. She text back the usual yes and are you coming home? Of course, he wasn't. Mr. Badside was on his way to Jhene's house, he turned into Mr. Playdoh at the door. The person he was walking up to it dissapeared completely. Jhene was a junior at Whitney Young, she was bad I mean Janet meet Halle in cat fight with Beyoncé bad. Jhene was the reason Daddy wasn't 100% jerk.
"Baye come to the door"
Jhene came to the door reppin' the dolphins to the fullest.
"Sweat pants hair tied chillin' wit no make up on..."
She throws her arms up around his neck and gives him a kiss.
"How do you smoke and play ball all in the same season?"
"Yo man got skills"
"My MAN has stank breathe"
"Where my toothbrush at?"
"Come on Brandon where is it always at."
The boy was the most functional lazy person on Earth. He reached down to the bottom drawer and pulled out his toothbrush, he pushed Jhene's birth control to the side and laughed. "Baye can I have one of these mints?" The boy had intention of living up to his name. He thought he was the man. It had been just him and his momma since he was 3. His dad had moved back to Decatur and his mom became a serial dater. Daddy damn near smashed the last prospects face into his own seven series before his mom saved dude. "Nigga you ain't my daddy! I'm Daddy Nigga!!" Sounding like a deep voiced toddler. "Brandon what's taking you so long?"
"Nothin'."
He tip-toed out the bathroom wearin Jhene's bathrobe, shower cap and house shoes.
"This is how you choose tocome out the closet?"
"Shut Up Girl."
He flops in the bed and starts reading her papers.[Spelman]. His heart sunk into his stomach, he knew that he could get a ball scholarship to anywhere and his grade weren't that bad. He wasn't leaving his momma and Jhene wasn't leaving him.