The end of the the school year was winding down and graduation was only a week away. This week we had to take tests. Deja was stressing out. We were walking to the library togethor.
Deja: Girl...I hate taking testst! Absolutely despise them!
Shante: Well....not much you can do about it. We have to or we won't graduate.
Deja: I know it! I am so nervous. What if I don't pass?
I rolled my eyes.
Shante: You would have to do awfully bad not to pass. You already make darn near straight A's. Now would you calm down.
Just then we heard a voice from behind us.
Cheech: Deja vu....
We turned around.
Deja: Hey, boo!
They hugged.
Cheech: Ready for these tests?
Deja shook her head.
Deja: No! I am about to lose my grip!
Cheech: Don't sweat it, baby. Are you ladies studying?
Shante: Yeah...somewhat.
Cheech: Mind if I join?
Shante: If you want.
He walked to the library with us. There were quite a few kids in there. Seemed like these tests had a lot of students on edge.
Cheech: I can quiz you ladies on a few things.
Shante: Okay, Mr. Brains.
He smiled. Cheech has always gotten straight A's as long as we have known him.
Cheech: What subject?
Shante: I may need help with Science. I'm really not feeling that stuff.
Cheech: Let me see your book.
I handed him my Science book. He opened it, looked over a few pages, then started asking me questions. We studied for about an hour and a half, then we were getting hungry. We decided to eat pizza so we went to a pizza parlor around the corner from the school. I ate, while Cheech and Deja flirted back and forth. I wondered what LeMarvin was doing. Oh yeah. I knew what he was doing. I sighed.
Shante: Hey, Cheech? How do you know LeMarvin?
Cheech: From around the way. Why?
Shante: Just wondering. He said you two were friends.
Cheech: Yeah...you could say that.
Shante: Um hum.
Cheech: What's that about? Um hum?
Shante: Nothing.
Cheech: Yeah, it was. What's on your mind?
Shante: Do you smoke weed?
He laughed out loud.
Cheech: No need to broadcast it.
He was still laughing.
Deja: Cheech! I'm going to beat you! What are you doing smoking weed, boy!
Cheech: Oh, it's no bid deal.
Deja: No big deal? I can't have my boo doing that. What about our kids?
Shante: Kids? Girl, you are crazy.
Cheech: Baby, at least I am not on crack.
Deja: But still.... you don't need to be doing that.
Cheech: Okay, Deja Vu. I'll stop smoking for you, baby.
Deja: You promise?
Cheech: Sure.
Shante: I believe you. I am going to ask LeMarvin if you bought any from him.
Cheech just laughed it off. He knew he wasn't going to stop smoking. I shook my head and finished my slice of pizza. _________________ Yep, I'm still doing me. How U doin? LOL
After school, I went home. I had a few hours before I had to be at Mrs. West's, since we only had a half day of school. I decided to rest a bit so I laid down on my bed. Then the phone rang. I reached over and answered.
Shante: Um...hello?
Alicia: Shante? This is Alicia. Mrs. West's granddaughter?
Shante: Yeah, hi. What's up?
Alicia: I have some very bad news.
I sat up on my bed.
Shante: What is it?
There was slight pause.
Alicia: My grandma passed away this morning.
I felt a knot in my throat.
Shante: What......no.
Alicia: One of the neighbors came by to check on her this morning and when she didn't answer the door, they called the landlord. He unlocked the door and they found her in her bed. She must have went in her sleep.
I couldn't speak. I just held the phone to my ear. Tears started running down my cheeks.
Alicia: Shante, honey?
Shante: I'm.....here.
Alicia: I'm sorry. I still can't believe it. I doesn't seem real.
Shante: She can't be gone.....
Alicia: I know, dear.
Shante: She......she can't leave me.
Alicia: Shante....
Shante: I have to go now.
I hung up the phone. I just sat there as the tears kept coming. Then I just broke down. I ran downstairs and looked for one of my parents. I found my father in the kitchen.
Shante: Dad! Can you give me a ride?
Dad: Sure, honey. What's the matter? Why are you crying?
He put his arm around my shouders.
Shante: Alicia.......she just told me that Mrs. West died this morning. I have to go over there.
Dad: Oh, honey. I am so sorry.
He hugged me tightly.
Shante: I need....to go there....now.
Dad: Okay. Let me grab my keys. You go on ahead to the car.
He let go of me and I went to the garage and got in his car. He came out and we left.
Shante: You can just drop me off at that bus stop.
Dad: Are you going to be okay?
Shante: Yes.....
Dad: Well, if you need me just call me on my cell phone.
Shante: Okay.
I got out and he pulled off. I sat down on the bus bench. I heard someone yelling my name so I looked up. It was LeMarvin. He ran over to where I was.
LeMarvin: Hey........(pause)...Babygirl, what's wrong?
He bent down in front of me and grabbed both of my hands.
Shante: You know that lady that I help? Mrs. West?
LeMarvin: Yes?
Shante: She's gone. She died.
LeMarvin: Oh, no. Are you okay?
Shante: No.......she can't leave me...
The tears started to fall again. I closed my eyes and dropped my head further. I felt LeMarvin wrap his arms around me and I buried my face into his shoulder. He just held me as I cried, rubbing my back soflty.
LeMarvin: I'm here, baby. I won't leave you.
He whispered to me.
Shante: I don't want her to be gone. She was the only person who cared about me.
LeMarvin: I'm sorry...
Shante: She would always listen to me....she never ignore me. She was all I had.
LeMarvin: Let it out...
Shante: She was like my grandmother....she was my friend...Why did God take her from me?
LeMarvin: It was her time to be with him. Time to go.
Shante: But what about me? Now I'm all alone!
LeMarvin: You're not alone, babygirl. You have me. I'm here.
Shante: I know, I'm sorry.Thank you.
LeMarvin: It's cool.
I pulled back and we looked at eachother. He wiped the tears from my face with his hand.
LeMarvin: We'll get through this togethor.
Shante: Thanks.
LeMarvin: You don't have to thank me. _________________ Yep, I'm still doing me. How U doin? LOL
I didn't want to go to the funeral. I hate funerals. But I knew I should go. Mrs. West was like family and she treated me as such. Deja and LeMarvin went with me, to comfort me. I was so disturbed. This would have to happen right before I had to take so many tests.
Shante: I can't do this...
I stopped. I didn't want to go into the church. Deja and LeMarvin both had a hold of each of my arms.
Deja: Come on, girl. You have to pay your final respects. I know it's hard but you need to say goodbye to her.
We slowly walked inside. There wasn't very many people there. We sat down on a vacant pew as the preacher began to speak. I glanced up at the casket. It was closed. There were flowers all around. I spotted Alicia and her husband. She was wiping her eyes with a handkerchief.
The preacher kept the ceremony short. Then it was time to view the body. I didn't want any part of that.
Shante: I don't want to see her like that.
Deja: We'll go with you.
Shante: I can't...
Deja: Just say goodbye. You have to have closure, Shante.
I allowed her and LeMarvin to walk me up to the casket, which was now open. They let go of me halfway and let me walk up alone. I stopped. I looked down at her lifeless body. I felt my eyes swell up. She looked the same.
Shante:Goodbye, Mrs. West.
I turned around and walked towards Deja and LeMarvin and we left the church. Alicia stopped us outside. She embraced me in a hug.
Alicia: Shante...thanks for coming, sweetie.
Shante: It was hard.
Alicia: I know, honey. I'll be in touch with you. Okay?
Shante: Yes, ma'am.
She let go of me and she and her husband walked to their car. Deja, LeMarvin and I got into his car. LeMarvin held my hand all the way to Deja's house.
Deja: Tay? Call me if you need me. I'll be here in a second.
Shante: Okay. Thanks.
Deja: Alright. Thanks for the ride, Mar.
LeMarvin: No problem. Anytime.
We waited until she got in her house and drove off. We were silent on the way to my house, but LeMarvin kept holding my hand, squeezing it every now and then to let me know that things would be okay. We parked in front.
Shante: I appreciate you doing this for me.
LeMarvin: Whatever you need me to do. I'm here.
Shante: I just want to go to sleep.
LeMarvin: Well, okay. Call me if you need anything.
He leaned over and kissed my cheek. I got out and went inside. He honked as he drove off. I went to my room and laid on my bed with my clothes still on. I fell asleep but was awakened by a dream that scared me. I woke up crying. It was dark in my room. I reached over for the phone and dialed LeMarvin's number. I glanced at the clock. It was almost eleven o'clock at night.
LeMarvin: Hey, babygirl. Are you okay?
Shante: No...I need you to come here now.
LeMarvin: Okay, okay. I'll be right there.
He was at my house within a few minutes. I heard the doorbell and ran downstairs. I let him in.
LeMarvin: Is something wrong?
He was looking at me with concern.
Shante: I just had a terrible dream. I don't want to be alone.
LeMarvin: Well, I'm here.
I grabbed his hand and led him upstairs to my room.
Shante: I just need you to hold me right now.
LeMarvin: Sure....
I laid down on the bed and he laid down behind me, with his arms around me, holding me tightly.
Shante: Please don't leave me.
LeMarvin: No, baby, I won't. I'll stay right here for as long as you want me to. _________________ Yep, I'm still doing me. How U doin? LOL
We laid there in the dark in silence for a long time. I felt so safe with him. He felt so warm next to me. I could feel him breathing on the back of my neck. It kind of tickled. Him being there put me at ease. I liked the way it felt.
LeMarvin: Wow....
He finally whispered.
Shante: What?
LeMarvin: Can't really believe we are laying in the bed togethor.
He chuckled.
Shante: Oh...no big deal. I get scared in this big house by myself.
LeMarvin: Where are your parents?
Shante: Out of town. They are always away. I am always by myself.
LeMarvin: That's not good.
Shante: I know.
He snuggled up a little closer, as if he could get any more close.
LeMarvin: Hmmm....your hair smells good.
Shante: Thanks.
I felt him push back my hair away from my neck, then I could feel his face against it.
LeMarvin: This is kind of nice.
Shante: Yeah. I feel safe.
LeMarvin: I'm glad I can make you feel that way.
Shante: Me, too. I'm glad you came.
LeMarvin: I told you if you needed me to holler.
Shante: Yeah....
I felt him gently kiss the back of my neck. Chills ran through my body. I closed my eyes. Then he stopped.
LeMarvin: Damn...I better chill.
Shante: What for?
I felt him raise his head up.
LeMarvin: Huh?
Shante: Why did you stop?
LeMarvin: Doesn't seem appropriate.
Shante: Who cares right now.
LeMarvin: Are you for real?
I turned over so that we were face to face.
Shante: Be honest......don't you ever think about it?
LeMarvin: What?
Shante: You know....it.
LeMarvin: With you?
Shante: Yeah?
LeMarvin: Uh........sometimes.
Shante: So?
LeMarvin: That stuff isn't important.
Shante: Don't you want to?
He paused before he spoke.
LeMarvin: I mean.....sure, but-
Shante: Well?
LeMarvin: Are you really ready for all that?
Shante: I guess so. I've never done it though.
LeMarvin: Oh.....
Shante: But I want to.
He sat up further.
LeMarvin: Shante.....don't tease me.
Shante: I'm not. I want you to be my first.
He paused again.
LeMarvin: Wow....okay. But I have to admit, this doesn't seem right to be doing this here.
Shante: My parents are gone. And if they was so worried about that, they wouldn't leave me alone in this house all of the time.
LeMarvin: Girl...you are amazing to me sometimes.
He leaned down and kissed me very passionately. I kissed him back with the same enthusiasm. He pulled away.
LeMarvin: Okay, girl. You are getting me a little hyped up.
Shante: I'm trying to.
I grabbed his face and kissed him again, slipping my tongue into his mouth. I heard him say in between breaths..
LeMarvin: What has gotten into you, girl?
Shante: I want you to make me feel like a woman. I need to feel that right now.
LeMarvin: I'm just not sure this is the right time, babygirl. I know you are grieving. This won't make the pain go away.
Shante: I know that. It has nothing to do with that. I can't believe you are turning me down.
LeMarvin: No..I'm not. I just care about you and I don't want you to do something you are not ready for and will regret later.
Shante: I am ready. I am eighteen years old. I am about to graduate and go to college. I want to do this. I went through my whole life living by the rules and being a good little girl.
LeMarvin: Okay, okay. I feel you. Just as long as you are sure this is what you want to do.
Shante: I am and it is. _________________ Yep, I'm still doing me. How U doin? LOL
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