Sharing Black (Part 3) Edited

9:41p.m. (Black’s car)
I reached in my dash board and took out my cell phone, as I drove off in the night. I called the house and there was no answer. Then I looked through my phone book and got his cell number and called it. 
“Hello,” I heard Shauny answer. 
“May I speak with Twon” I asked. 
“Black, is this you?” she whispered. 
“Yeah! How you doing?” I asked her.
“Fine, I need you to do me a favor tomorrow!” she whispered.
“Alright I’ll holla at you at school tomorrow I ight? Can I speak to Twon?!”
“Alright!” she said and put down the phone. 
“Yeah” Twon answered. 
“Nigga where you at?” he responded, 
“I’m at home why?” 
“I just left from there, when you commin out?” 
“Not tonight, I just got here, wassup?” he drilled. 
“Nothin’ jus call me when you come out!” 
“I ight niiiggggaaa!” he sang. 
“I ight, I Holla.” I said and signed off. Shit this means that I’mma have to go back home and get something. I drove past LaJoria’s house and saw that my parents were still there. “Yeah I still have time to go home and get some clothes.” I sped off and drove home. 

10:00p.m. (Home)
I opened the door and went in. The house was dark so I turned on some lights. I went straight to my room and grabbed a back pack and started stuffin my clothes into it. I went through the closet and grabbed a couple of outfits and threw them on the bed. I opened the drawers and stuffed my underwear and socks in to the backpack. I picked up the condom that dropped on the floor and stuffed it in my pocket. I heard my cell phone ring. 
“Hello?” I barked. 
“Black?” the voice asked. 
“Yeah who this?” 
“It Jori.” 
“Look Jor- ri, I’m kinda busy so..” 
“I’m sorry for the way things went down and…” I interrupted her. 
“Look I don’t have time to talk right now so…” 
“Please listen to me…” 
“Jori, I said I’m busy I gotta go.” 
“Well will you call me later?” Aint that a bitch, she want me ta …“Yeah!” I barked and I hung up. The back pack was filled to the max so I took the back pack and the clothes from the closet out to the car. I closed the door as I reentered the house and ran back upstairs. I didn’t hear mom’s car pull up into the drive way. I grabbed some more of my jeans and a couple of polo shirts and stuffed them into a satchel and headed for the stairs. I made it to the bottom of the stairs and before I opened the door it opened by itself. 

My mom came in first then Terrance. Jerome came in last. 
“So the big man on campus decided to come home huh?” he stated sarcastically. 
“WHAT THE FUCK YOU MEAN BY THAT” I barked steppin’ up on him. 
“Boys, boys, Terrance is here, he don’t need to see you fightin like this.” momma pleaded and pushed Terrance to the kitchen. We stood eye to eye with our faces twisted. 
“You went and embarrassed the family over Big Momma’s house.” 
“How the fuck did I embarrass the family?” I questioned disgustedly. 
“Boys please…” momma began and we interrupted. 
“You were found screwin’ her granddaughter in her house. You don’t think that’s embarrassing?” 
“Then the girl said the two of you was careless and didn’t use no birth control!” I was HEATED now I could feel the fire roll up my back. 
“Oh yeah, what the fuck else did she tell you?” I spat sarcastically.
“You need to stop cursing in your mother’s house Tyrell, you have no respect for…” 
I enterupted, “Like I said before I will not TALK- TO YOU -OR ANYONE ELSE- ABOUT MY FUCKIN’ SEX LIFE.” I barked in his face. “I‘MMA GROWN ASS MAN!!” 
“YOUR GROWN ASS SHOULD’VE KNOWN TO NOT BE SO DAMNED CARELESS!!! WHAT IF SHE GET PREGNANT MUTHA FUCKA, DID YOU THINK ABOUT THAT, HUH… WITH YO GROWN ASS ?” he barked pokin’ his finger into my shoulder. He was right but I wasn‘t about to let him know that. “And as long as you are livin’ in this house you will learn to be a little more…” I slapped his hands from my shoulder. 
“Keep yo’ GOD DAMNED HANDS OFF ME NIGGA” I spat. 
“I GOT YO’ NIGGA, NIGGA” he spat back and poked me again. 

I dove at him like I do the other line backers on the opposite team. I snapped and dove into his chest. Knocking him over the end table and lamp. We hit the floor, I was on top of him and punched him in his mouth. I heard my mom screamin at us to stop, but I kept hittin’ him. He reached up and socked me in the jaw, knocking me over the long table in front of the sofa. My weight broke it down the middle. Jerome came at me so fast I didn’t see his fist until after it plunged into my jaw. I reached up and jabbed him in the side twice. He folded and rolled off me. I jumped up quick and kicked him in the stomach. He balled up in the fetal position and over and over I kept punchin’ him any where my fists landed. Takin’ out all frustration on him. 

The next thing I knew I was being tackled from behind. Terrance jumped on my back screamin’ and hittin’ on me. Not thinking, I reached up and pulled his arm and threw him onto his daddy and almost punched him. I backed up and realized I could have hurt him. I loved my little brother even though I hated his father. I saw him look up at me and start to cry. I looked over at mom who was sitting on the sofa crying. My head started swimming and I got my satchel and ran out the door. 
“TYRELL!” my mom yelled and again I ran out on her. 

I jumped into my car and drove around for what seems like hours. The fight constantly runnin’ through my head. I finally turned into Ronda’s house. Ronda lived with her big sister, with her ghetto ass, who didn’t care who she had over as long as they weren’t noisy and disturbed the neighbors. 

11:12p.m. (Ronda’s house)
I rang her door bell. I rang it again before she came to the window. 
“Who is it?” she yelled out the second floor window. 
“It’s Black,” I hollered back at her. “Can I come in?” 
“Yeah, just a minute,” she said and buzzed me in. I climbed the steps to her door and knocked. 

She opened the door in her night shirt and a pair of Winnie the Pooh head slippers. Her freshly done braids was wrapped up in a brown scarf. Her face still had bruises from when she fought LaJoria in the bathroom Friday. 
“I been callin’ you all day, where you been?” she questioned. I walked passed her and flopped on her let out bed. 
“What’s the matter?” she asked and turned the table light on. She saw my face and asked “OOhhh baby what happened?” 
“I got into it again with good ole’ Jerome.” I told her. She quickly got up and ran into the kitchen. She came back with some ice water and an ice pack for my face. She handed me the water and gently placed the ice pack on my face. 
“You poor thing” she said and straddled my legs. She kissed my forehead, then the end of my nose then my sore lips. The kiss stung a little but I kissed her back. 
“Look I need some place to crash until I get on my feet.” 
“You know you could stay here with me anytime for however long you may need.” she said and started to kiss me again.