24. Reese
Reese
“The person responsible for the robbery of a home in Southampton has sadly died. The twenty-six-year-old rapper Sincere Dupree lost his life at studio eight last Thursday night. Friends and family remembered him for having a kind, warm spirit. A makeshift memorial is growing to commemorate the rapper...”
I sat in the living room with mama, Rayna, Rylee, and Raine as we watched the news anchor relay what happened or what she thought happened. The truth is, Sincere shot himself in the chest when he tried to snatch the gun.
When the police rammed the door in, they found him lying with his eyes opened, Ronnie was in the corner in shock, and I was just tryna wrap my mind around what happened.
One minute I was beating Sin’s ass for getting my sister pregnant, and the next minute he was gone.
And the worst part about it is that Raine blames me for his death.
She thinks I lied and claims I’m just tryna cover up the truth.
The only person who can clear shit up is Ronnie, but I ain’t heard anything from her since that night.
“Reese, did you have the meeting with Beast yet?” my mama questioned from the loveseat across from me. I nodded.
Beast was hot when he found out about the accident. He thought the shit was gonna blow back on him and his company. I had to explain every detail, starting from the moment Ronnie and I walked inside to look for Sin, down to the struggling of the gun, then the shooting.
After that, he was a little more understanding.
I’ve been let out of my contract, and the last album is gonna be released in honor of Sin Sizza’s memory.
The proceeds will be donated to a drug treatment facility in the Bronx.
I felt it was only right, seeing that Sin was found with five grams of cocaine in his system when he died.
“What about Ronnie?” Mama’s been asking about her nonstop since she found out she was there too.
“She ain’t fucking with a nigga. I’ve called her multiple times for the last week.
” We had a funeral for Sin three days ago, and I really wasn’t surprised Ronnie didn’t show up.
However, I at least thought she’d answer when I called.
I feel like what we’ve been through should’ve brought us closer together, but she’s been pushing me away ever since.
“Yea, I think you should. She probably still going through it,” Rayna added her opinion.
“I hope she comes around soon, though. I liked her for you, brother.” Rylee ain’t meet her yet, so she had nothing to say on the matter, but I caught Raine peeking at me every now and then. They were laying up against each other on the other couch.
“You talked to her?” Rayna cut her eyes at me.
“Rayna, did you talk to her?” I repeated, and I know damn well Ronnie ain’t showing my sister love but leaving me hanging.
“Alright, you aggy as hell. I talked to Ronnie for a little bit yesterday,” she confessed with a sign, her head in her phone.
“She good?” I wondered.
“She’s fine, Reese,” she answered, rolling her eyes.” She staying with her dad until the investigation is over with.”
BCE put Ronnie on administrative leave until they get more information from the police department. Plus, she got in trouble for her relationship with Sin. She was technically his lawyer when all this happened.
“Did she say something about me?” I pried for information, feeling like a sucka ass nigga, but I can’t help it. I missed her so fucking money, it ain’t make no sense.
“Reese, stop acting thirsty!” Rayna put me on blast, which made mama laugh out loud.
“Leave my baby alone, Ray. He’s in love.”
I dismissed her comment with a wave. “You tripping now, mama.”
“I don’t know, Re-Re. I’ve never seen you blush before,” Rylee chimed in on the bullshit.
“Man, forget y’all.” I hopped up to leave, ignoring their laughter behind me. That’s one thing I hate about being the only nigga in the family. They’re always in my business.
I walked to the room and then hooked the speaker up to the Bluetooth. For the last few days, I’ve been here. I just ain’t wanna leave them after what I witnessed. I’m going back home soon though.
Now that I’m away from everybody, it really hit me that my nigga was gone. Sin did some messed up shit to a lot of people, but I knew him most of my life. This one was gone take some time to get used to.
Firing up a blunt, I sat in the chair to reminisce for a minute.
Sin was around when I called myself having a girlfriend for the first time. His ass clowned me because he said she was ugly. I remembered when we jumped these two niggas after school in the tenth grade because they talked about my mama. Damn! I’m gone miss you, nigga.
I blew a puff of smoke in the air, eyes glistening with tears I won’t let fall. They were heavy too, because I ain’t been to sleep at all. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw my nigga looking back at me, eyes wide open on the floor. I was halfway done when somebody knocked on the door.
“Yo?” I called out, indicating for whoever it was to come in. Rylee poked her head in.
“You got a visitor, brother.” She opened the door all the way, and Ronnie stood nervously on the other side. I usually see her with makeup on, but she ain’t have on none today. I think she looked better without it. Playing with the edges of her oversized sweater, she smiled sweetly.
“Hi.” She averted her eyes elsewhere. “I hope I’m not bothering you.”
“Nah.” I hopped up, almost burning my damn self with the blunt. I forgot I had it in my hand. Dusting my pants leg off, I tilted my head. “Come in.”
Ronnie smiled shyly at my sister as she came inside. Rylee stood there grinning for no reason at all.
Fuck so funny?
I gave her a weird look before closing the door in her face.