Date: Tue, 3 Dec 2002 12:48:41 EST
From: JuilianJ@aol.com
Subject: YO B -part 2

YO B!
By Julian

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I held on to the nearest available surface which just happened to be the
stove, "Damn man, this shit is good!"  "Mm Mmm."  was all he got out.  i
swear we was making some noise up in this piece, echos bouncing off the
wall.  i was suprised we wasn't busted.  and just when i was about to pop
my top, guess who shows up?  i swear i never seen a man run that fast.  J
was up off his knees in less than a second leaving me and my shit hanging
all out- like they wasn't gonna figure out what the fuck we was doing!
"Get the hell outta here Jameson before i call a guard."  he was up and
running not even bothering to acknowledge that i was there.  yeah that shit
hurt but i guess i could inderstand the situation.  i pulled up my pants
and closed up shop.  "you just can't leave it alone can you?"  i didn't
even want to look at him so i ain't say nothing.  "Why you all up on me
like that Brotha.  what?  you can't get some other chump to smack on cause
as you can plainly see my ass is taken."  would you believe that after all
that shit he had the nerve to laugh all up in my face.  i was just counting
the numbers down cause i didn't want to go up off in here.  "Be mad all you
want, you young folks don't know shit when it comes to love.  y'all think
with the little head rather than the big one and that's why things are the
way they are."  of course he was right and of course my ass was not gonna
admit it to him.  "Whatever Anthony.  i gotta go."  i squeezed my way from
between the stove and him and headed for the main door.  before i made my
exit though, i stopped and turned around, "What the fuck you know about
love man?  you been up in this piece more than half your grown life so what
the fuck would you know about anything."  i didn't even wait for him to
answer, i just turned back around and walked out.
	      It was like i was back in the past again.  Dealing with all
the same shit over again and not knowing what the fuck to do.  Jameson was
dodging my ass like i was the NYPD or something.  Everytime i tried to get
close he would make up some lame ass excuse as to why we had to chill.
"you know how nigga's get when they find out that one a them is getting
down, you want to deal with all that shit B.  you got a good while to go
before they even consider your ass for parole." "I don't give a damn man !
shit, why you actin like this, so what if they know.  If anybody should be
worried it's me and i'm not." "Well i am and i don't think we should do
this shit no more." it's like at that moment i heard my heart just drop.
"Whatcha mean by that ?" "What the fuck i say man.  Listen to me aight !  i
got a few weeks left than i'm gonna be gone, you probably neva gonna see my
ass again, it's betta if we just end this shit right fucking now." i
shoulda just walked away but i couldn't.  this shit was not gonna happen to
me a second time around.  "why you actin this way man, why you actin like
this ?" i know, i was gonna go fo broke.  "Nigga i think you be
misunderstanding this whole situation." "Say what ?" "You heard me man.
Why you gotta be acting like some bitch hanging off ma jockstrap and shit."
"you think that's what i'm doing ?" "Yeah !  if i didn't know you i'd think
your ass was all up in me or something.  You betta just get your mind off
of that shit cause i ain't in it with you.  I do this shit cause it feels
good aight, nothing else !" did this nigga just read me my rights cause it
sounded like it.  I couldn't beleieve what he was saying and i didn't want
to believe it.  "So you saying all we did, everything we been through ain't
mean shit to you ?" "Exactly !  i got we a woman on the outside B, you know
that.  You done seen ma daughter and shit, so how you gonna be actin like
you don't be knowing this is just fo the here and now." i was crushed
beyond beleief.  This nigga been playing with ma emotions and shit.  I
swear i wanted to just cry but i ain't gonna go out like that, not now, not
ever.  "Fuck it then, if you feel that way you entitled to it but i ain't
got a mutha fucking thing to say to your ass." and that was the truth.
Nigga gonna play me like i some violin and shit.  "B you don't gotta be
like that man.  I mean we can still kick it and shit till i go, you know
you want to." that smile that he had plastered on his face had me bugging
the fuck out and i just wanted to knock his shit off.  "Fuck you man !  i
ain't need no charity from you." i walked away from that with as much
dignity i could but when it was just me in my cell.  I cried like a bitch.
This nigga was right, i was actin like a bitch trying to feel fo something
that ain't there in the first place.  Well i was done crying fo nigga's
that was gonna play me.  From here on out it's gonna be, `if you can't beat
them, join the mutha fuckers' kinda attitude