44. Hakeem
Chapter Forty-Four
HAKEEM
Today Ream had the whole dynasty at a hood basketball game in Gardena.
He had some of the best cooks handing out plates, backpacks, and school supplies were being passed out for kids that were returning back to school in a couple of weeks.
I loved his annual basketball tournaments.
Shit could go left but it always ended up being some cool shit for the people in the neighborhood.
The game was bloods vs crips, the bloods had their people on one side and the crips on the other.
Every balling nigga from around the way traveled to place money on the game.
All the funds that were made today would go to all the local schools for new supplies and books.
I draped my arm around Lori’s fine ass and watched her blush.
Her little funky pussy ass got tested and her results came back negative.
Now when she came around me, she made sure everything including her breath was up to par.
I appreciated her beauty and friendship.
She could get on my nerves sometimes, but she was still a cool ass chick to hang out with when I had the time.
“That’s a foul!” She screamed as I shook my head in embarrassment and told her to shut the fuck up. I hated when females acted like they knew sports when they truly had no idea what the fuck they were talking about.
“That wasn’t no damn foul, he traveled the ball, Lori.
Sit back and just look pretty.” I smiled at her as she gave me a look of astonishment.
I looked at the entrance and saw the bodyguards first then Ream entered along with Solo and some slim-thick model looking chick.
Her body was fucking banging, but it looked odd to see this nigga Solo with a bitch on his arms. When they entered it seemed like the whole gym fell silent as everybody watched them walk coolly to their seats.
Solo put his arm around the chick he was with as some thick ass pretty brown skin girl sat down next to Ream.
These niggas called themselves on a double date.
I chuckled at them and sparked up a blunt.
I had on my basketball shorts and a white tee with my sneakers laced up.
When this game was up, I was supposed to play in the next game.
East versus West, I was ready to whoop them niggas asses.
In high school, I used to ball hard as fuck.
I wanted to actually make something out of it but enjoyed being an assassin.
Lori leaned over and whispered in my ear, but I didn’t hear shit she was saying as my eyes landed on Kachella’s pretty ass.
I stared at Chella hard, I hoped she laid eyes on my murderous glare.
My jaws clenched tight at the outfit she sported which was too fucking short and tight.
The basketball jersey dress she sported tucked perfectly under her round ass.
She had on low top white air forces with jewelry on her ankles, wrist, and neck.
I hated when women rocked bobs, but her pink hair had blonde streaks in it, and it framed her face perfectly.
The lame nigga she was with looked proud to have her on his arms and I had to bite my bottom lip to keep myself seated.
When his hand touched her lower back, I stood up and gave Lori my blunt and told her ass to stay put.
Walking around to the side where all the crips sat I grabbed her by her wrist and pulled her my way. She smelled better than she looked. The nigga she was with hiked his pants up and a couple of Reams goons stood and made their way over to me.
“Sup nigga? You need that.” I gritted and touched my gun that he could see sticking out of my basketball shorts.
“I’m saying though, this my bitch.” He boasted trying to pull Kachella back in his arms. I dropped her wrist and balled up my fist.
“Keem! Why are you tripping on me and my date!” She yelled as I moved her from in front of him, placing her behind me.
Later on, I was gone check her hard as fuck.
He tried to talk shit but was cut off by my fist connecting with his chin knocking him clean the fuck out.
Yanking Kachella I marched out the gym with her jogging to keep up with my steps.
On the way out the door, I saw Mattea walking in with some tall ass nigga.
She looked at me and Kachella and smiled.
I shook my head cause these sisters were definitely playing with fire today.
Nodding my head at Mattea, I picked my pace up with a struggling Kachella and made my way to my car.
“The fuck yo stupid ass on?” I gritted in her face as she smiled.
“I’m on what you on Keem! You ain’t my man so why the fuck you so bothered by me and Draco chilling?” She shrugged and that shit pissed me off even more.
“Fuck all the tit for tat Chella! You don’t get to flaunt a nigga in my hood. You giving up the pussy?” I braced myself.
“If I am? What’s it to you!” She yelled.
My jaws clenched as I nodded my head and walked away from her.
She yelled my name, but I kept moving. I had to get far away from her before I snapped and spazzed the fuck out.
On top of that, I was on the verge of saying some hurtful shit that I knew I would regret.
Kachella soured my mood that fast and I couldn’t think straight.
Soon as I got to the door, she grabbed my hand as I yanked away.
“I ain’t heard from you in months! This how you acting!
You know damn well I ain’t gave that man no pussy!
I’m still fucked up in the head from the shit Tre did to me!
You the only man I feel comfortable enough to give myself too.
You don’t want me so I will date, and you have to accept that shit Hakeem.
” She crossed her arms over her chest. Her pretty ass face balled up tight.
I nodded my head. She had a point, Kachella could be overbearing and like to smother me.
I had feelings for her and liked the idea of being closer to her, I just knew right now it was something we both weren’t ready for.
“Oh yea?” I licked my lips and stepped back.
“Yes! That’s how it’s gone be.” She rolled her eyes.
I was gone kill that nigga she came here with; nigga already crossed the fucking line.
I walked away from her and made my way back to Lori who had the nerve to have a small mug on her face.
I said nothing as I took my seat. Lost in my thoughts, I watched Kachella tell that lame nigga something as they held hands and left.
That was for the best, I would check for her later.
Lori tried to snuggle up on me and I was happy the game was over.
I got up and stretched and prepared myself to ball hard as fuck.
We won the game and I felt good hearing folks cheer for the West. Lori walked up with a towel and kissed me on my sweaty cheek. She looked happy as fuck and that shit made me feel good, despite the bullshit Kachella was on.
“I’m going to go ahead and leave, I’m supposed to be hanging out with my friends tonight.” She looked down at the floor and I knew what this was all about.
“You know Lori, I really fuck with you on a close friend level.” I was about to remind her where we stood.
“You don’t even have to go into detail Hakeem.
I already know you in love with that girl.
Love makes you do strange things. I will never be her in your eyes.
All I am to you is a chick that braids your hair, we fuck and hang out.
I’m stepping back, cause I was really starting to feel you.
I’m just not the chick that sets myself up for failure when the truth is in my face.
” She caressed my cheek and smiled sadly as she walked away.
Turning around Ream was behind me with a smug look on his face.
“What is Mattea’s address and who is this nigga with her?” He looked back and took a quick glance at Mattea, who was smiling and conversing with the nigga she came with.
“You know I ain’t finna tip you off with that kind of info.” Mattea would try to kill me if I gave up her new location.
“I can respect it. Good game.” His face held no emotion as he walked away with his security closely behind him.
My mind went to Kachella, I wanted to grab a bite to eat and go chase her ass down.
I just refused to act more of a fool when I already came to our conclusion.
Watching Ream walk out the gym, he was already on the phone most likely having his investigators pull up Mattea’s information.
I just hope he didn’t do no stupid shit because he did have a short fuse.