Page 12 of Krist and Moanie
“Okay. Love you, bruh. Be safe.”
“Always.”
When we hung up, I rejoined Ben’s funny ass over by the girls. He was always surrounded by women, always the nigga tryna make them laugh long enough to let their guard down and get between their legs. He was the funny nigga and he ate that shit up every time.
I kicked shit with the young niggas and Ben for a little while longer before I was ready to take it in myself. I wasn’t really with the idea of dangling in one spot for too long. It was nuts, and to keep it a buck, too much could or would go wrong. I’d been in the streets too long to get caught out here dangling.
I couldn’t even go out like that.
By the time I made it to the crib, it was well into the wee hours of the morning. As a matter of fact, I was out like a light,laid out on the couch, dead to the entire fucking world. I didn’t know I was that tired. Sleep was good until I heard the door open and I hopped up. The lights were on and Jru was moving around the kitchen. I sat there for a minute, trying to catch my thoughts. At the same time I glanced down at my watch and saw it was five in the morning.
“I went for a run. I had something on my mind.”
I turned around, trying to read him, but it was of no use. Jru was young, but he was my brother through and through. That poker face was a motherfucker. “You wanna talk about it?”
“Naw. I got practice in about an hour. You good?”
I nodded. “Shit, ain’t I supposed to be asking if you good? What that ankle feeling like?”
He shrugged. “I’m good. It’s tender. It went down a little bit.”
I nodded.
“You getting old on me, bro. Falling asleep on the couch and shit.”
I laughed. “This motherfucker is uncomfortable too.”
He laughed as well. “You bought it.”
He was right, I did, and every time I fell asleep on it, which wasn’t that often, I realized I should have left it at the store. It was one of those moments where the lil couple dollars I had was burning a hole in my pockets.
“You need anything?” I asked, still trying to get into his business while he was being a teenager and keeping his lips tight.
“Nah. I’m good.”
I looked at him for a moment before nodding. Whatever he had going on in that mind of his would come out at some point, so I let it be. Instead of going back to sleep on that uncomfortable ass couch, I retreated to my bedroom and fell into my bed like I hadn’t had any sleep. The entire time my mind was trying to find the right thoughts to fall asleep, one personpopped into my thoughts, and for the life of me, I couldn’t understand why.Moanie.
Chapter 6
Moanie
Iwas glaring down at the chart of a gunshot victim when I heard a whistle. The case was baffling me because though it was through and through yet it touched so much on the way out. If I wasn’t mistaken, I think he shot himself, but I wouldn’t utter that aloud as he would’ve been cuffed to his bed within seconds and I was no detective.
When I looked up, my work friend Laura was looking at me with an expression I read all too well. She was about to get down on me because I not only missed our morning run in the hospital gym, but I’d also missed her call last night. I woke up late for the run and during her call I had been with Krist.
“Don’t look at me like that, Mo. Where the hell have you been?”
I laughed, flipping the chart shut. “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.”
She sucked her teeth. “Try me.”
I looked around before I leaned against the counter and spilled the details of my last three days to her. By the time I finished, she was grinning.
“So what I’m hearing is that you’re gonna fuck him tonight?”
“Nope. Didn’t you hear me say we were going to the studio?”
“Yeah, then after the studio where are you going?” She winked.
