Henny, Caffeine, Green & Nicotine

Introduction

"Can you give me a piggy back ride?"

"You're fourteen, you can walk." I held the door open and followed after her. Her facial expression looked so sad and it made me feel bad. "You really want a piggy back ride huh?-"

"Yes please." Damn, eager much? I walked off the porch and she used the top step to hop on my back. "Hold my leg! I'm gonna fall!" She screamed with a laugh, holding onto my neck too tight.

"You're choking me, ease up on the neck. Shit, Heather, you tryin' to kill me?" She reached forward and gave me a kiss on my cheek. That doesn't make up for almost killing me, Heather.

"You need to shave again. Your facial hair tickled my lips." I just rolled my eyes and continued walking down the street.

"It's always something with you. Remind me again why you decided to be with me?"

"You were so handsome, your voice, the fact you're in IRG. You're just perfect to me." Nah, I'm a fuck up but aight, you can believe what you want. "Why did you want to be with me?" You were fine as fuck and made out with me the day we met, I was convinced.

"You're a chill person with a nice personality that matches your looks." Just tell her what she wants to hear and there won't be any arguments unless she figures out I'm telling her what she wants to hear, then I'm fucked.

"Aweee! I love you, Arlie." I literally stopped walking and almost dropped her ass on the sidewalk. Did she just say what I think she said? Am I sure she was talkin' to me? There could be another nigga named Arlie around but did I really hear that right?

"You realize what you said right?"

"Yeah, why? Don't you love me too?" There is only one right answer but that answer would be a lie. If I tell her the real right answer, she'll be upset and leave. That's not even fair, I can't win in this situation.

"Yeah." Short and simple. Love is some strong ass shit. If you could smoke love in a pipe, it's so strong, it could kill. I throw that word loosely when I talk about stuff I really like, like how I love cars and shiny things, but to love another human... I only love my Mom and myself. For all I know Heather could really love me but she really shouldn't.

"I can see us getting married one day." She said messing with my chains. How the hell you thinking about marriage? I haven't even thought about what flavor ice cream I'm gonna get, let alone when we're getting married.

"You're thinkin' way too far into the future. Drop down and walk next to me." I let go of her legs and grabbed her hand. "I see the ice cream truck over there." I said smiling as I looked at the truck. Those new rims he got on the truck were iced out... they'd look good on Aldo's car.

"I'm gonna go to the bathroom. I'll meet you by the truck." I nodded my head and watched her walk off in the direction of the public bathroom. I continued to walk along the paved walk way till I got to the truck and dapped the ice cream man.

"Sup you lil' shit?" He laughed. "Ain't seen you in years. Last time I did, you stole one of my rims." Damn straight.

"You knew damn well not to park your truck in my hood while you had those iced out rims. You was taunting me." I protested, leaning against the side of his truck. Those new ones are taunting me too.

"Yeah whatever, what do you want?" He took a long sip of his water. I watched a bead of sweat roll down his face. It was a hot summer day but he's in a cold ice cream truck, how the hell is he managing to break a sweat? I'm out in the heat and haven't broken a sweat, talk about some role reversal.

"I'm still lookin', shit. Thinkin' I already know what I want, when your truck got more ice cream choices than the number of Jay Z's problems." I said looking at the ice cream choices. "How the fuck do little kids choose so quickly?"

"It's ice cream, Arlie." He said with a sigh. I heard footsteps and turned around to see a female walking up. I took a really good look. "What can I get you?" The ice cream nigga asked her. You could give her me, she looked like she needed a lil' taste of some Arlie.

"Let him-"

"Nah gon' ahead girl. I'm still lookin'." I said smiling at her. She was short, dark brown eyes and long black hair. I'm pretty happy right now. "I'm Arlie."

"Ivette." I held my hand out and she gladly shook it. "You know Lexis?" I nodded. "Are you in IRG?"

"Yup. How you know about IRG?" I wasn't even focused on the ice cream anymore. I was more focused on Ivette and what she had to say.

"I know about Lexis and he always stays repping IRG, since I've seen you around him, I just kind of assumed." She said pushing her bangs out of her face. Her dark eyes looking back at mine.

"You assumed right. Where you stay?"

"I'm from the West but moved to the North. I come back here to hang out with old friends and other family members." I nodded my head.

"You're cool with Lexis?" She nodded. "Maybe one day Lexis, his girl, you, and I could all kick it on his porch or something." I suggested, pulling my beanie off. It's just too hot for this.

"I'm down for that. Just let me know when."

"Let me get that number and I'll let you know when." I handed her my phone and watched her put her number in, then hand me back my phone. "I'll talk to Lexis and let you know what's up."

"Alright cool. Nice to meet you Arlie."

"Cool meeting you too." From the corner of my eye, I saw Heather walking out of the bathroom. That would be my indication to leave before Heather assumes some shit that ain't true. "Aye, let me get a vanilla chocolate swirl cone." I said to the ice cream truck nigga.

After a few moments I handed him a five dollar bill and grabbed the cone, taking a big lick from the top.

"You good now?" Heather asked, raising a brow.

"You don't even understand." Ivette walked behind Heather and flashed me a smile to match her wave. I gave a quick nod and chuckled at the confused face Heather had.

I already know this is goin' be one long relationship. Day six and already temptation came walkin' up.

Temptation shouldn't have came walkin' up in something it knew I couldn't just leave alone.