Teach me

[6]

[6]
Think being broke was better. love yourz

Khalil

I leaned on the brick wall outside of Scarlett's house as I waited for her.

" I'm ready " I turned around when I heard her whisper in my ear.

I pushed up from the wall and looked at her outfit.

A black off the shoulder shirt and ripped black jeans adored her body while Roshue runs stained her feet.

" All black er'thang huh? " I smirked.

She smiled and clasped her hand around my arm " oh hush lets go "

I walked away from her house and around the corner with her following behind.

" Are we walking? " I shook my head and continued to walk.

" I do have a car you know "

I pulled out the car keys to the car my uncle blessed me with on my sixteenth birthday.

" You drive a nice car " I heard her mumble.

I shrugged my shoulders and unlocked the door.

" Why don't you drive it much? "

" It's not something that I value very much,so it doesn't really matter but I'm grateful for it "

I pulled off from around the corner and made my way to south side.

" Why are we going there so late ? "

I peeped over at her " there having a boxing show tonight and I want you to watch them and take mental notes of there skills "

She nodded and stayed quiet the whole ride.

" Come on " I mumbled holding her door open.

She stepped out and took a hold of my hand.

I looked down at our hands interwind and frowned at the sight.

Her hands were so small and soft I was for sure I would crush them.

"Was sup lil K"I nodded a quick head nod at an old time family friend.

" It's cold " I looked down at scarlet and shook my head.

" you out here trying to show your ass and be cute,you couldn't even grab a jacket "

She frowned and shook her head. "I had to rush out the house my dad was up watching tv so when he went to the bathroom that was my chance."

I nodded and walked over to the stands making sure we got good seats.

I held up the piece of paper that showed who would be fighting and at what time.

"We're only here to see one fighter his name is 'speed' he's someone I want you to take mental notes of someone that I want you to remember"

She tilted her head "why?"

"Because,believe it or not he was just like you afraid to stand up for himself afraid to be himself but that all changed when he realized that he shouldn't be afraid of someone who bleeds like him so he took his anger out on the punching bag soon that bag was replaced with the people who taunted him because he had less,now this man is one of the best fighters of all time--he's my father" I stared on into the ring ignoring her stare.

Odell Hyman also known as "speed" is a man who taught me the things I know now,no he ain't my real father my real one is locked up for first degree murder he a sorry mother fucker,but speeds a man I can call my father he pushing fifty five but can still put somebody to sleep,when people see speed they see him as a homeless man but in all actuality the man was sitting on cash.

He wanted the outside world to see him as a man who had nothing,he believed living the life he lived back when he was younger was better then living the life today,he rather keep his money and not spend it on nonsense.

Although he was far from broke,he believes that being broke is better.

Why? I would never know but I do know that the man spits nothing but knowledge I call him the male version of Mya Angelou,a true speaker.

Find your self in the truth is what he always tells me I never figured out what it meant but he always told me afterwards You will one day.

" Coming to the ring is the all star champ speed "

People stood to their feet screaming and clapping as he stepped in the ring.

"Wow" scarlet stared at the ring with wide eyes.

I gave off a slight smile "he demands authority,he likes when the power is in his hands" I said.

"Is that a trait you learned from him?" I nodded.

The man who was up against speed was no match for speeds quick hits hint as to why they call him speed.

His hits move faster then wind it's self.

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A bell rings and the ref holds speeds arm in the air blessing him as the winner.

"I liked this thanks for bringing me here" scarlet smiled up at me as we walked to the back of the warehouse where speed was located.

I shook my head "no need to think me this is part of my lesson of teaching you".

I lifted my hand and knocked on the dusty wooden door.

"Who is it?" He shouted.

"Khalil"

The door was soon thrown open and I came face to face with the man who basically raised me from the tender age of thirteen.

"Lil Khalil,you can't stop by to see your old man no moe?" I gave him a smile and hugged him.

"I apologize pops"

He chuckled then turned his head in scarlets direction his once happy mood was gone.

"Scarlet"he whispered.