Chapter Two

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"It doesn't have to last! Don't use nails then! Use glue! I don't care! Just get it done! We are running out of time." One of the cameramen yelled off to one of the construction workers

Granddad, Riley, and I were outside the house watching our house being teared from left to right. Granddad did not look to happy with the final results of what the house was becoming to be.

"What the-? This is some bullshit." Granddad sucked in his teeth

"Man." Riley sucked in his teeth also, crossing his arms

"Oh! What-? Man, what's-? Ugh." Granddad mocked Riley, smacking the back of his head hard

"What-ugh? Why you do that granddad?" Riley exclaimed in pain, making a face

"I should've never have let you talk me into this. First you let Noxema take my car away. Now these white people destroying my house. " Granddad says as his facial expressions only grew stronger with rage

Doesn't he mean Xh-, let's not get into how to pronounce that nigga's name.

I mentally roll my eyes because this is nothing new to me. He always listens to Riley and end up getting the shit end of the stick. I warn, then keep my mouth shut. There is nothing else I can do, or will do.

"Granddad, all we got to do is keep up the act. We gonna have a new car and a new house. All because we didn't listen to Huey." Riley devilishly snickers, rubbing his hands together

The back of my mind is telling me to smack this bitch across his face but I'm not gone do it.

"Excuse me, uh, Mr.?" A man walks up to Granddad, looking over at him, getting interrupted by him

"Bitches." Granddad says looking over the man that has a clipboard in his hand

"I think your car just showed up." He says as he sees Granddad's car, Dorothy," pulling up in the driveway

"Dorothy!" Granddad exclaims as he sees the new, and improved, "Dorothy."

When we first saw Dorothy, the only thing that worked was the off switch. The car was so old it ran on unleaded coal.

"But take a look at the new Dorothy!" Riley exclaims, forming a big smile on his face

"Yo, man! Oh my Lord, have mercy! Check it out!" Granddad continues exclaiming as he examines the car and the beauty of it

"Look at the rim! I can't believe it. They really looking NICE!"

"Look at the paint job. Oh, that's my color too! Oh give me a hug Riley!" Granddad's eyes widen as he noticed the beautiful color on the new car, hugging Riley tightly in full of joy

"Huey gotta ride in the back." Riley bursts out laughing, looking at the seats

"Pimping or not, I'm going to start pimping. I'm gonna do something. Look at them seats! Oh, I can't wait to get me a little cutie-pie in here. Oh my Lord, have mercy!"

Tom came over when he heard about Dorothy's improvement. Of course you know he had something to say about it.

"Oh, skanks! I can't believe it!" Tom exclaims as he admires the car

"These rims are bad! Dorothy Dorothy! Woah! You're so beautiful."

"Granddad, Granddad, let's roll out right now." Riley says as he opens up one of the car doors

"Hey, I don't know what the hell is going on? What's making these rims spinning?" Granddad raises one of his eyebrows in shock

"Granddad, you're suppose to be 'blind." I secretly roll my eyes

At this point everyone there was shocked that Granddad faked being blind. I just stood there with a blank expression on my face. I was ready for these niggas to head out honestly.

"What the hell? He's not blind?" One of the construction workers ask as he was fuming with anger, you could tell.

Xhibit ends up taking the car away, driving off due to this coming out. Granddad just yelled at Riley how this was his fault. They even argued with Xhibit before he left with the car. Only if they would have listened to me.

LATER THAT NIGHT..

I was in my room, reading one of my books. I was in my thoughts so much I could not comprehend what was on the page. That white man that kept popping out of nowhere was on my mind. Am I really imaging things?

I sense a shadow appearing over me. I did not want to look up at first because I knew exactly who it was. As I titled my head upwards, seeing this mysterious man making eye contact with me.

"Please tell me when this is over." I said tiredly, wanting this all to end at once

"I'm not finished with my mission." He says with a calm tone, sitting down beside me

I slowly shake my head saying, "Who are you? What else you have to do now? Since you know so much about me, and what I've been doing recently, why are you still sticking around?"

He silently sighed, looking as if he were thinking how to piece his words together. I sat there patiently waiting for him to respond. It's crazy how my life is in danger and I'm so calm about it now. I still didn't get a chance to tell Granddad. Only Jazmine knows.

He slowly turns his head towards me saying, "I'm Noah Thorn. You could be a threat to others, you know that right? This is why I am here as a private investigator I say, to investigate the things you do around here. You can call it stalking, or whatever you would like, but this is for your safety for yourself and others."

"Give it to me straight. There is no way that's the reason. You mean to tell me my words are that powerful? I'm not harming anybody, I'm just speaking my mind. I will set up protests around this whole damn city if I have to. You, white man, you can't stop me, or will stop me. Tell that to the whole SWAT Team that's trying to take me down." I say coldly, slowly getting up

Mr. Thorn didn't say nothing after that. He looked at me with shock as if I was ghost. Probably because he wouldn't think I would say words like that. He had to take the truth one way or the other. His face softened into a saddened facial expression. I still kept the same angry facial expression until he disappeared.

I knew for sure they'll come looking after me now, after telling Mr. Thorn off. It's my time to take action. I grab the house phone, dialing up numbers. I heard the phone ringing, waiting for this individual to answer. I looked out my window as I waited.

"Hey." I heard the voice through the phone

Not even going to lie a smile perked onto my face slowly.

"Hey. It's been a long time since we talked."

"Yes it have. I'm so glad to hear your voice again."

"Same here. We got business to take care of. If you know, you know."

"I know exactly. Let me know everything that's in the plan."

"I sent you a copy of it to your mailing address. It's coming early tomorrow morning."

"I'll get right to it when I get it."

"Don't keep me waiting." I try not smiling any bigger, better yet not smirk at this devilish, evil, smart ass plan

It's going down.


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