October 7th 2022
Assad took shot to shot until he broke the shot glass and took the bottle of Hennessy straight to the head. He cringed at the burning in his chest but didn't stop.
He checked his phone seeing multiple missed calls and messages from Bianca.
Assad instantly felt guilty that he forgot to pick up Bianca from school. He puts the bottle on the counter and grabs his keys and walked out the door.
As he drives he squints and scrolls until he sees Bianca's contact, he presses the call button and lets the phone ring but she doesn't answer. So he called and called until she picked up.
"What do you want Assad" Bianca asks aggressively. "Hey mama, I'm on my way to you now" Assad said trying not to slur his words.
"Don't bother coming Assad, I got a ride" and with that Bianca hangs up.
Assad clenched his jaw and gripped the wheel pushing 75 in a school zone. Between Bianca being angry with him and his sister's death date coming up, he was spiraling. He needed Bianca, she was his safe place and keep him balanced.
He was too busy drowning in his thoughts that he almost didn't see the sirens coming up behind him. As he pulled to the side, so did the police truck.
The officer got out the truck and walked towards Assad's car. The officer taps on his window, signaling Assad to roll down his window, and Assad did just that.
"License and registration" the officer said as he carefully watched Assad's every move. "Hea' ya' go" Assad says giving the officer his license and registration. The officer smells the alcohol on Assad's breath.
The officer takes it and walks off to his truck, he checks to make sure everything is correct and up to date, before he goes back to Assad he grabs a breathalyzer and walks over to Assad and gives him his papers back.
"Are you aware that you are going 55 miles over the speed limit?" The officer asked.
"No sir I didn't but I was in a rush" Assad replied calmly.
"Can you breathe into this real fast".
Assad hesitated before grabbing the breathalyzer from the cop. The cop sensed his hesitation and questioned him for it. The breathalyzer beeped and the officer took a look at it .10.
'Shit' Assad thinks.
"I'm going to need you to come with me young man" the officer said stepping away from Assad car door, so he can get out. Once he was out the car, the officer turned him around and placed handcuffs on Assad's wrists.
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Bryson, jahmir and kahlil are all in kahlil's car on their way to get some food. As kahlil and jahmir are having their own conversation Bryson's thoughts drift away to Cassandra. He didn't know why, it just happened.
"Yo Bryson, who was that girl you was talkin' to earlier" jahmir asked his best friend.
"Cassandra" Bryson mumbled
"Who the fuck is Cassandra... I ain't never heard that name befoe'" jahmir states in confusion.
"Aye is her name Cassandra Harmon?" Kahlil asked looking at Bryson through the rearview mirror.
"Yea"
"So everybody know who this girl is but me?!?" Jahmir stresses.
"I got her in gym, she real quiet like you bruh" kahlil says as he turns into the McDonald's drive thru, "u feelin her or sum?"
"Nah, we workin together" was the last thing Bryson said before putting on his beats. Technically he wasn't lying, they are working on a project together but he didn't know if he was feeling her or not.
"So we just ignoring me now?" Jahmir states in disbelief that his best friends are not paying attention to him.
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Cassandra closes her eyes in relaxation as the hair stylist scrubs her scalp.
'this feels tewww gooddd" she thought
After the stylist rises out the conditioner, she wraps a towel around Cassandra's head and walks her over to the hair dyer, setting it on 20 minutes before helping another client.
The 20 minutes pass pretty fast, when they were over someone took Cassandra to the styling room.
"Hello" Cassandra softly greats the stylist while sitting down.
"Heyy, so you have an appointment for a hair trim and a silk press?"
"Yes"
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"Alright...what do youuu think?" The stylist asks
Cassandra gasps "oh my god I love it thank you" she says running her fingers through her hair. "How much is it?"
"$80"
Cassandra takes her blue wallet out and pulls out a 100 dollar bill, "here you go, keep the change" Cassandra says while smiling.
She leaves the salon, getting into her muted blue Kia K5 immediately connecting her Bluetooth before she pulls off.
'Familiar time, familiar place
Starting to feel the familiar shame'
Cassandra sings along with jhene aiko
'Cause I know what you have come here for
You know my name, you know my face
But you don't know me-
Bestie westie👯♀️... would like to face time
Cassandra sets her phone up before answering "hello"
"Hey girl-ouuuu you look so sexy Cassie" Bianca says looking at her friend's new hair style. Cassandra smiles at her best friend's statement , "thanks b".
"Anyways what's going on?" Cassandra asked making a left turn.
Bianca dramatically sighs "oh nothing I'm just bored as freak".
Cassandra laughs " why are you not talking to your man"
"Well ya see we got into it earlier more like I got into it but like it was for a good reason"
"What was the reason?"
"That dummy forgot that he was supposed to pick me up from school and had me standing outside in the cold for like twenty minutes" Bianca said rolling her eyes.
"Oh wow, when did y'all last talk"
"Around one thirty" she says lowly
"Girl it's five o'clock now" Cassandra states. "I KNOWWWW" Bianca whines.
"Girl if you don't talk to him, it obvious that you miss him so stop being stubborn"
"You know what... you right ima go call his ass right now since he wanna move like that "
"Ok tell me how it goes, bye"
"Byeee"
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"Aye I wan' my phone call" an angry Assad spoke loud enough for the officers to hear him. He had been in jail before, when he was younger and had less control over his self. He didn't want to be back in here because it brought back bad memories.
The officer unlocks the cell "Davis you have been granted permission to use the phone" as he held the door open for Assad.
'Aint no way this nigga just said I was granted permission" Assad thought to himself.
Assad stood at the phone booth debating on if he should call Andre and Bianca. He had pissed the only people he had off in the same. He shook his head in disappointment at himself.
He decided to call Bianca, he wanted to make things right since they left off on a bad foot. He dialed her number and listened at the phone ringing. After the fourth ring he started to give up until he heard a soft hello.
"Hey mama" Assad smiled when he hear her voice.
"Assad why the fuck am I getting a call from a police station?" Assad's smile dropped instantly when he heard Bianca's angry voice.
He waited a moment "ma I did sum stupid after I got off the phone wit you and now I'm stuck in a lil jam" he chuckled.
"Are you seriously laughing? Assad this is not funny, when do you get out?" Bianca stressed.
"Uhh ion kno' yet or until somebody pay my bail"
"Hold on, is that why you called me Assad, to pay your fucking bail!?!" Bianca yelled completely pissed off. Assad shook his head as if she could see him " no bianca that's not what I called you for."
"I called ta' see if my girl was fuckin' good and ta' hear her voice but instead she's bitchin at me thinking I'm asking her ass ta' pay my fucking bail!" Assad raised his voice. How could she ever think he would do that?
" when have I ever asked yo' ass for sum fuckin money Maddison!" Assad yells at the girl. " never bro, so why the fuck who I do it now, hmm?".
"60 seconds left Davis" the guard said
She knew that he was extremely angry since he called her by her middle name. She blinked her tears away " okay baby I'm sor-" she tried to say before he cut her off.
"Na man, listen I gotta go" he says hanging up and putting his head in his hands.