Bunny

22

"When do you leave to go back home?" Isaiah asked.
He leaned against someone's car and I stood next to him as they all spoke to each other.
"I don't." Kev smiled and shrugged.

I watched Isaiah's eyes widen.

"Don't fuck with me." he stated.
"I'm not! I don't go back! I'm here for good!"
"HOLY SHIT!" Isaiah shouted.
His excitement was adorable.
"Well...not here here. But close to here."
"How close?"
"Like thirty to forty minutes. Lot closer than Seoul is."
The two began jumping in excitement like six year old boys whose moms told them they could have a sleepover.

"Fuckin' dumbasses, man." Dre laughed.

"Man, we got so much shit to do." Isaiah stated.
"Yea, ma-..."

Kev stopped mid sentence when three cars pulled up.

We all watched.

"Yo, you know them?" LJ asked Isaiah.
"Nah..."

The cars stopped and parked.

Two men got out of one car. Two out of another. And three out of the last.

"Shit." Dre stated.
"What?" Isaiah asked.
Dre didn't look at him, "You strapped?"
"Always." Isaiah replied.
"Then you ain't got nothin' to worry about."

"AYE!" One man yelled. He removed his cigarette to talk clearer.
They all looked at him.
"You Dre?" he pointed.
"Who's askin'?"
The man scoffed and looked at the cars he was walking past.

I was nervous. I didn't know what was happening or what to do. I wanted to go to the car but was scared it would draw attention to me so I just stayed there, practically shaking next to Isaiah.

"You tried punkin' my li'l brother the other day. You a stupid motherfucker for comin' outside." He took a puff of his cigarette.
"Who your brother? Maybe I'll remember."
"Q."
"Yea, I punked that boy." Dre smirked.
He, LJ, Kareem, and Isaiah laughed.

"Quit playin' with me, bitch!" the man stated and stepped closer to Dre.
Dre didn't move.
I hated to admit that I flinched at his shouting.

"Back up, big dawg." Dre commanded.
"See, you fuckin' pussy." the guy grunted and jumped at Andre. He hit his cigarette again.

He backed up and began looking at all of Dre's friends. I realized how the gathering had stopped and everyone, including the women that were originally doing their own thing, was now silently staring.

He began walking around.
He stepped in front of Kev. He exhaled. "Man, look at this. You hangin' with some bitches and was still bold enough to try and play my bro?" he asked Andre. "Bro, I could rob you right now! You look like a bitch!" he laughed at Kevin and so did his friends.
He stepped in front of Isaiah. He took another hit as he eyed him up and down. I watched him blow the smoke into Isaiah's face. "Fuck you lookin' at, pretty boy?"
Isaiah kept staring at him.
The man snickered and walked further.
He got in front of me.
He looked me up and down too.
Why me? I'm new here. I don't have anything to do with this. I only just met these people like five minutes ago.

My heart was racing and a part of me felt like crying because I didn't want to be here anymore.

"Hey." he smiled. "What's your name?" He knocked off the extra ash on his cigarette.
I looked away from him.
"You pretty." he stated. "Fine ass. I'd slut you out for real."
"Watch your mouth, bitch." Isaiah stated.

The man looked back at Isaiah and walked in front of him.

"Who you talkin' to, white boy?" he asked.
"Don't ask me stupid questions." Isaiah replied.
He looked at me again then back at Isaiah. "This your girl?"
Isaiah didn't answer.
"No?" the guy questioned. He looked back at me. "Look at those lips." he said as he stared at mine. "You should come with me for real. Bet I teach you how to use 'em." He raised his cigarette to put it back between his lips and Isaiah took it then put it out on the man's shoulder before flicking it to the ground.
"You must've not really heard me when I said watch your mouth." Isaiah repeated.

The man took a step back.
His hands grabbed onto Isaiah's shirt and pulled him in close.

"Swing." Isaiah commanded calmly.

The guy chuckled. He let Isaiah's shirt go and straightened it out.

"Control your dog before I put him down." the man told Dre. "Have the shit you owe my brother by midnight tomorrow."
"If I don't?" Dre wondered.

As quick as sound, the guy went into his pants and pulled out a gun then held it out at Dre's forehead.

Dre didn't flinch but Isaiah quickly pulled out a gun and held it at the man's head.
Then one of the guy's henchmen held one at Isaiah.
Kareem held one at him.
Another man held one at Kareem.
LJ held one at him.

"Pull that shit, bitch. You better hope it ain't jammed." Isaiah stated. He cocked his.

I watched the man's eyes look at the barrel of Isaiah's gun while he kept his gun on Dre and everyone else looked at their targets.

My heart was pounding so hard that it made my chest hurt.
How could they do all of this so casually?
Threaten to take each other's lives like it was nothing?

The man looked back at Dre.
"You lucky you got ya friends here. But be smart and get that shit done." he reiterated.
Dre didn't answer.
They all put their guns down in order.

I watched as they retreated back to their vehicles and drove off.

"Fuck did you do?" LJ asked.
"Hit a lick on his brother when he was leavin' the grocery store." Dre answered.
Kevin laughed. "Why?"
"Because he harassed my sister. So I reminded him he was pussy."
"Fair enough."
"Alright."
"Would've done the same." They all agreed.

I watched Isaiah put his gun back in his pants. They let it go but I was still scared.

He turned to look at me and grabbed onto my hand.
"You alright?"
NO!
I shook my head.
"Come on, I'll bring you home." he stated.

He pulled us back towards the suv.

"Yo, where you goin'?" Dre asked.
"Bringin' her back home. She not used to that kind of thing."
Dre nodded. I watched them all wave at me and I received a few byes. I gently waved back.

We made it back to the vehicle and got in.

He started it and drove off.

"You hungry?" he asked.
I looked at him.
He looked back at me. "What?"
"No, I'm not hungry! You almost shot someone!" I replied.
He chuckled. "I scared you?"
"All of you scared me."
"I'm sorry, Bunny."
"Whatever." I responded.

I felt him take my hand and I let him, he intertwined our fingers then pressed a kiss onto the back of my hand, keeping his eyes on the road.

I took a deep breath.
I still couldn't completely process him flirting with me. It felt like a prank. We were complete opposites but he keeps trying to kiss me. It was like he was pretending I was someone else.

"What's wrong?" he asked me and took a left turn.
"Nothing."
"You got somethin' to do tomorrow?" He looked at me for a second.
"No, why?"
"Like I said, I want you to come with me."
Again?