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Terry knows I don’t play with drinking and driving, and I remembered the cops wanting to talk to him because they thought he was drunk. “So did you have too much to drink?” I finally asked.
Terry looked at me like I offended him. “Come on, man, I only had like three shots that night, but real talk, I was just tired and I must have just fell asleep at the wheel. According to what the police said, I just ran my car into the back of a moving semi-truck. Did you see the car, J?”
“Yeah, man, I seen the pictures, and it looks like the whole car went underneath the semi and the complete top of the car was ripped off.”
“Yo, I’ve had a lot of time being in this bed, thinking about it all, and even though I don’t remember much, I know you bailed on me. At first I was mad, but now I’m so happy you didn’t come along that night. You know your ass falls asleep at night in the car, and you sleep with your head back against the headrest. According to the EMS, my head fell forward onto the steering wheel before hitting the truck, because if my head fell back onto the headrest like you sleep, my head would have been cut off.”
I grew silent because that could have been me and my life. Naturally, I played my emotions off like I was cool. “Well, I’m glad you’re okay. How long did the doctor say you have in this bed?”
“Man, this blows. I have to spend Christmas in here, and hopefully I can get out by New Year’s. Yo, J, you know I wouldn’t ask this favor if I didn’t have to, but can you look out for my family and get a few Christmas gifts for them. I was hoping that job came through and I had the extra cash.”
This sucked, Christmas was only three weeks away, but clearly, Terry probably didn’t have a job coming through. I’d known him for over three years and never seen him work a real job. He was that guy who knew everyone and was always at the right place at the right time, but never knew how he made it. He never sold drugs or anything crazy like that. His wife worked a full-time gig, but she don’t play, so I doubt she was just supporting him.
“Sure, T, I got you. I’ll get a few things for your fam for Christmas,” I said with a heavy heart. This was why I never had any extra money. I’m so tired of living from check to check and using up my savings on everyone else , I said to myself, but if the tables were turned, I knew Terry would do the same for me.
“Yo, J, you heard that new song by Kanye West? It’s called ‘Through the Wire.’ He sampled that Chaka beat. All I can think of is that song as I sit in this bed. He was also in an accident and got banged up pretty bad, but he made it through the wire.”
***
“Yo, J, JR,” Terry yelled over the music, trying to figure out why I was just sitting down. “Yo, this is my party, so you better get up and have some fun and stop daydreaming.” He filled my glass yet again.
The night was going good and my glass stayed filled all night long. I guess everyone jumped on the opportunity to give me a drink since I only drank once in a blue moon.
“No, I’m good, True. I had enough to drink.” Everything was looking like a blur.
“Come on, JR, have a drink with us. This is True’s party, and he made it ‘Through the Wire,’” one of Terry’s friends said.
“I still haven’t finished my last drink.” I raised my glass of Cristal mimosa to show everyone that I still had some drink in it.
“Come on, JR, you’re not driving and you said you don’t have to go to work in the morning,” Terry said as he began to pour more Cristal in my glass.
About four glasses of mimosa filled with a mixture of Cristal or Don or Moet with Ketel One vodka later, I was feeling too good, not to mention I had two shots of Patron and a Sex on the Beach, compliments of Terry.
“Damn, what time is it?”
“Yo, JR, you bugging,” Terry said as he put his hands on my shoulders, trying to calm me down. “You need some fresh air. It’s
Terry looked at me like I offended him. “Come on, man, I only had like three shots that night, but real talk, I was just tired and I must have just fell asleep at the wheel. According to what the police said, I just ran my car into the back of a moving semi-truck. Did you see the car, J?”
“Yeah, man, I seen the pictures, and it looks like the whole car went underneath the semi and the complete top of the car was ripped off.”
“Yo, I’ve had a lot of time being in this bed, thinking about it all, and even though I don’t remember much, I know you bailed on me. At first I was mad, but now I’m so happy you didn’t come along that night. You know your ass falls asleep at night in the car, and you sleep with your head back against the headrest. According to the EMS, my head fell forward onto the steering wheel before hitting the truck, because if my head fell back onto the headrest like you sleep, my head would have been cut off.”
I grew silent because that could have been me and my life. Naturally, I played my emotions off like I was cool. “Well, I’m glad you’re okay. How long did the doctor say you have in this bed?”
“Man, this blows. I have to spend Christmas in here, and hopefully I can get out by New Year’s. Yo, J, you know I wouldn’t ask this favor if I didn’t have to, but can you look out for my family and get a few Christmas gifts for them. I was hoping that job came through and I had the extra cash.”
This sucked, Christmas was only three weeks away, but clearly, Terry probably didn’t have a job coming through. I’d known him for over three years and never seen him work a real job. He was that guy who knew everyone and was always at the right place at the right time, but never knew how he made it. He never sold drugs or anything crazy like that. His wife worked a full-time gig, but she don’t play, so I doubt she was just supporting him.
“Sure, T, I got you. I’ll get a few things for your fam for Christmas,” I said with a heavy heart. This was why I never had any extra money. I’m so tired of living from check to check and using up my savings on everyone else , I said to myself, but if the tables were turned, I knew Terry would do the same for me.
“Yo, J, you heard that new song by Kanye West? It’s called ‘Through the Wire.’ He sampled that Chaka beat. All I can think of is that song as I sit in this bed. He was also in an accident and got banged up pretty bad, but he made it through the wire.”
***
“Yo, J, JR,” Terry yelled over the music, trying to figure out why I was just sitting down. “Yo, this is my party, so you better get up and have some fun and stop daydreaming.” He filled my glass yet again.
The night was going good and my glass stayed filled all night long. I guess everyone jumped on the opportunity to give me a drink since I only drank once in a blue moon.
“No, I’m good, True. I had enough to drink.” Everything was looking like a blur.
“Come on, JR, have a drink with us. This is True’s party, and he made it ‘Through the Wire,’” one of Terry’s friends said.
“I still haven’t finished my last drink.” I raised my glass of Cristal mimosa to show everyone that I still had some drink in it.
“Come on, JR, you’re not driving and you said you don’t have to go to work in the morning,” Terry said as he began to pour more Cristal in my glass.
About four glasses of mimosa filled with a mixture of Cristal or Don or Moet with Ketel One vodka later, I was feeling too good, not to mention I had two shots of Patron and a Sex on the Beach, compliments of Terry.
“Damn, what time is it?”
“Yo, JR, you bugging,” Terry said as he put his hands on my shoulders, trying to calm me down. “You need some fresh air. It’s
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