brothers, and had even met an uncle of his, but she hadn’t had a chance to get acquainted with everyone. She felt nervous not knowing what to expect. Did everyone know what Yamin did with his life and if so would they judge her for being with him?
She turned around to see that Yamin hadn’t been behind her and was standing by the limo in deep conversation with his brother, Aasir, and sister, Aucelie. She waited and attempted to read their lips but was unable to determine what was being said. Jessica watched as Yamin hugged Aucelie tightly and placed a kiss on her forehead. Aucelie walked away from Yamin and Aasir, and then stopped in front of Jessica.
“They’re gonna go out and look for Ashley some more. He doesn’t feel right sitting around while she’s still out there. He wanted me to take you inside and introduce you to the rest of the family,” Aucelie said with a smile.
“Aww they’re leaving?” Jessica asked unable to mask her disappointment.
“Yea, Ya won’t be able to rest until Ashley is back at home with Donica. It’s okay girl. I got you,” Aucelie laughed. “Let’s go in here and get some of this good food. Don’t be too nervous, my family is cool.”
“So, you can tell I’m nervous?” Jessica laughed anxiously.
“Yes I can. You shaking in them bad ass pumps honey. Let’s go,” Aucelie grabbed Jessica’s hand and began to walk towards the house. She stopped in her tracks when she spotted Patrice walking inside. “Why that bitch couldn’t just come to the funeral and take her ass home. We do not need any drama. I heard how she clowned at Donica’s house.”
Jessica caught who Aucelie was talking about and stared at her. Patrice and her were good friends and often had lunch and went shopping together. She didn’t understand why Aucelie wouldn’t want her here. As far as she knew Cortez and Patrice were deeply in love.
“Hold on. Let me let Yamin know that Patrice is here. He might want her to leave,” Aucelie said.
“Why?” Jessica asked with a shrug of her shoulders.
Aucelie held her hand up and turned around to head back to where the limo was parked and her brothers were standing when she noticed a red Chevy Suburban slowing down in the middle of the road. She thought back to when Aasir gave her the details behind Cortez’s murder and Ashley’s kidnapping.
“Dude was rocking a hoodie and they pulled off in a Red Chevy Suburban,” Aasir told her the night he came to her house to give her the bad news
She winced her eyes at the Chevy to get a better view when the back window came slightly down. Quickly she turned her head to Jessica with a horrified look on her face. “Jessica, get down!” she screamed.
She turned around and ran toward and unsuspecting Yamin and Aasir. None of them had been holding out of respect for the Pastor at the church where Cortez’s funeral was being held.
“Ya! Aasir!” she screamed at the top of her lungs. Everything seemed to go in slow motion for Aucelie. It was like she couldn’t get to her brothers fast enough. She watched as the AK slid through the crack of the Chevy’s window and a stream of hot tears slid down her face. She would give her life for that of her brothers. It was meant for them to be here and she wasn’t about to lose another one. Cortez was merely a wakeup call for them all. It was a sign that they had been slipping and wasn’t nearly as untouchable as they had assumed. The level of respect they attained in the streets was a non-factor if they couldn’t keep those closest to them safe.
POW! POW! POW!
TAT-TA-TAT-TAT-TA-TAT!
The shots sounded as if they were at a fireworks show as everyone outside scrambled to take cover. Jessica didn’t know what was going on and stood frozen in place. Screams came from her left, her right, and from behind her. There was so much noise, so much going on that she couldn’t quite comprehend it all. She looked up and saw Yamin coming at her, when she was suddenly thrown to
She turned around to see that Yamin hadn’t been behind her and was standing by the limo in deep conversation with his brother, Aasir, and sister, Aucelie. She waited and attempted to read their lips but was unable to determine what was being said. Jessica watched as Yamin hugged Aucelie tightly and placed a kiss on her forehead. Aucelie walked away from Yamin and Aasir, and then stopped in front of Jessica.
“They’re gonna go out and look for Ashley some more. He doesn’t feel right sitting around while she’s still out there. He wanted me to take you inside and introduce you to the rest of the family,” Aucelie said with a smile.
“Aww they’re leaving?” Jessica asked unable to mask her disappointment.
“Yea, Ya won’t be able to rest until Ashley is back at home with Donica. It’s okay girl. I got you,” Aucelie laughed. “Let’s go in here and get some of this good food. Don’t be too nervous, my family is cool.”
“So, you can tell I’m nervous?” Jessica laughed anxiously.
“Yes I can. You shaking in them bad ass pumps honey. Let’s go,” Aucelie grabbed Jessica’s hand and began to walk towards the house. She stopped in her tracks when she spotted Patrice walking inside. “Why that bitch couldn’t just come to the funeral and take her ass home. We do not need any drama. I heard how she clowned at Donica’s house.”
Jessica caught who Aucelie was talking about and stared at her. Patrice and her were good friends and often had lunch and went shopping together. She didn’t understand why Aucelie wouldn’t want her here. As far as she knew Cortez and Patrice were deeply in love.
“Hold on. Let me let Yamin know that Patrice is here. He might want her to leave,” Aucelie said.
“Why?” Jessica asked with a shrug of her shoulders.
Aucelie held her hand up and turned around to head back to where the limo was parked and her brothers were standing when she noticed a red Chevy Suburban slowing down in the middle of the road. She thought back to when Aasir gave her the details behind Cortez’s murder and Ashley’s kidnapping.
“Dude was rocking a hoodie and they pulled off in a Red Chevy Suburban,” Aasir told her the night he came to her house to give her the bad news
She winced her eyes at the Chevy to get a better view when the back window came slightly down. Quickly she turned her head to Jessica with a horrified look on her face. “Jessica, get down!” she screamed.
She turned around and ran toward and unsuspecting Yamin and Aasir. None of them had been holding out of respect for the Pastor at the church where Cortez’s funeral was being held.
“Ya! Aasir!” she screamed at the top of her lungs. Everything seemed to go in slow motion for Aucelie. It was like she couldn’t get to her brothers fast enough. She watched as the AK slid through the crack of the Chevy’s window and a stream of hot tears slid down her face. She would give her life for that of her brothers. It was meant for them to be here and she wasn’t about to lose another one. Cortez was merely a wakeup call for them all. It was a sign that they had been slipping and wasn’t nearly as untouchable as they had assumed. The level of respect they attained in the streets was a non-factor if they couldn’t keep those closest to them safe.
POW! POW! POW!
TAT-TA-TAT-TAT-TA-TAT!
The shots sounded as if they were at a fireworks show as everyone outside scrambled to take cover. Jessica didn’t know what was going on and stood frozen in place. Screams came from her left, her right, and from behind her. There was so much noise, so much going on that she couldn’t quite comprehend it all. She looked up and saw Yamin coming at her, when she was suddenly thrown to
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