...Heaven was shocked to see Khalil walk into the principal’s office about 45 minutes after she had called him. She immediately started gathering up her books and fixing herself, making sure that all of her buttons were buttoned on her shirt and her mid drift wasn’t out as she leaned into her book bag. She even had to kneel on the ground instead of bending over or Khalil would start a fight over that too. She immediately missed the attention she used to get from Ricky. Just being able to hang out with a boy and be flirty and speak her mind, she wasn’t sure if she would be able to do that again until she went away to school. Khalil thought that she was going to Kean University right up in Union, but he had another thing coming.
“Mr. Jacy,” Principal Bassett assumed. “Can I talk to you for a moment?” Heaven gave him a look like ‘please just play along’, even though he had every intention to.
She offered him coffee, which he declined and then she motioned for him to sit across from her as she proceeded in her speech.
“I don’t want Heaven to get into any type of trouble at home. She is a wonderful girl.” Heaven smiled lightly, happy the way the speech was going so far.
“We are just suspending her to give time for her and the boy to cool off.” Khalil’s eyes bulged.
“Boy? Baby, a boy was fighting you?” The way he talked to her and called her baby disturbed Principal Bassett but she threw it off as her own paranoia of reminiscing of her own childhood experiences with sexual abuse. Before Heaven could answer, Principal Bassett did.
“Um, well I’m sure it wasn’t anything too serious. From my understanding it could have been some type of lover’s quarrel, Ricky has become rather fond of Heaven lately and from my understanding the two have been spending some time.” Ms. Bassett smiled at Heaven thinking that her red face was of a young girl who gets exposed of a crush in front of her father, not a young girl who was about to get her ass beat by her ‘looking like he should be her daddy’ boyfriend.
“No, no not really,” Heaven protested, but Khalil’s eyes told her that her dispute meant nothing. It was going to be a long night tonight. Ms. Bassett grew uneasy again and wrapped up the conversation out of her own discomfort, not sure of what she should do.
“Well anyway, three days suspension. Today’s Wednesday so Heaven can return to school next Tuesday.” Khalil nodded but remained silent as the two made their way out the office and out of the school. Heaven remembered feeling three things consecutively when she stepped outside the school doors, cool Spring breeze kissing and massaging her pure face, butterflies fluttering and dancing in her stomach from the sight of G leaning against his car looking at her, and a hard slap in the face from Khalil that sent her down to the ground and back into reality.
“No, it’s not true!” She screamed. Before she could say anymore he was all over her, slapping her and hitting her but was yanked up quick by an angry G.
“Mothafucka is you crazy! You in front of a fucking school…you trying to get police over here or something? Don’t be hitting on ya chick all in the fucking streets and shit! Fuck is wrong wit u anyway, she a fucking female, you don’t be hitting on no niggas like that, fuck is you banging on her for, huh?” Khalil calmed down when he saw the fire dancing in G’s eyes. G wanted to say so much more to him but he knew it wasn’t his place, and she wasn’t his chick.
“Just get in the car,” G ordered. Khalil stood there for a moment.
“Now mothafucka!” G screamed. Khalil moved his feet quickly to the car.
G kneeled down and helped Heaven up off the ground. She cried and he urged her to stop. He had no idea that she wasn’t crying out of pain, but more so out of embarrassment. She did not want the next time that she saw him to be like this.
“Thank you,” she whispered lightly. He looked at her with compassion.
“I thought you would be stronger ma. You gotta try to be strong alright?” She opened her mouth but couldn’t speak. She didn’t know how to take what he said. They walked to the car in silence. Heaven was too shaken up to notice how splendid his car was. She just looked out of the backseat window and wondered how she could be stronger for G. I thought you would be stronger ma. Did that mean that he thought about her? The words echoed in her head as she tried to find meaning. The car was silent and there was a triangle of thoughts going on, each person was thinking about someone while another person was thinking about them.
G sat driving keeping his eyes on the road but thinking of how much he wanted to pull the car over and beat the shit out of Khalil, for the way he was beating Heaven. G had seen his mom get smacked up by his step daddy and it used to enrage him. He used to think his mother was the weakest woman in the world until he realized that when somebody controls your mind, they could basically do anything with that power. That was why he always vowed to never let a mothafucka ever control his mind. Khalil was half of a man, and took his frustration of his inadequate life out on Heaven. But G knew it was wrong for him to get involved especially being that Khalil and him still interacted with business, for now anyway. G definitely had plans to change that as well.
As G had his thoughts on Khalil, Khalil had his thoughts on Heaven. All he could picture was some young boy touching her, kissing her, making her feel things that she had never felt with him. Khalil remained content with his sexual performance with Heaven because he knew she had no one to compare him to besides the uncomfortable sexual experiences with her father. He knew when it came to older women they were always left unsatisfied, but with Heaven he was the man, or so he thought. He didn’t care what G said about his manhood, when he got home he was going to beat Heaven until she’d be too scared to even think about another boy.
Khalil thought heavily of Heaven but of course Heaven’s focus was on G. She sat in the backseat behind him and since Khalil kept his head turned looking out of the window, she was able to study his eyes and eyebrows in the rearview mirror. She studied his intensity on the road and she damn near pissed her pants when he looked at her through the mirror. He did a double take wondering if she had been studying him the whole time he was driving. He pulled up to Junior’s Auto as Khalil jumped out of the car.
“I’ll be right back, Imma see if it’s ready.” The second his door slammed, Heaven became light headed. She could smell G’s cologne and it awakened every nerve ending on her body. She put her hand on the lower back of his driver’s seat and ran it slowly up and down as if she were touching him, as if he could feel her. Speak to me.
“So this your last year?” She was flabbergasted, it worked.
“Yeah.” Her voice was sweet to him; to her it was her best impersonation of sexy.
“So what, you 18?”
“No, I’m 17. I’ll be 18 July fourth.” He looked at her through the rearview again and she looked back.
“You’re a baby.” He paused for a minute. “Fourth of July, huh?”
“Yeah, I’m a firecracker.” Heaven’s heart raced the moment she spoke the words. She didn’t know where that came from; she figured she’d heard her mother say it before. He smiled. Yes, I made him smile.
“Firecracker? I can’t tell.” She rolled her eyes figuring he was taking another stab at her for not standing up to Khalil. “I mean, you seem sweet. Reserved.”
She looked up at him again and smiled, as they locked eyes in the rearview once again. That’s when they noticed that the lights on the mirror were on. A door was open. Instinctively they both turned and found Khalil standing next to the open door.
“I said the car’s ready.” Heaven hurriedly grabbed her book bag and purse and made her way over to the passenger side nervous that Khalil had caught her staring. G once again looked at her hoping she would look up for a moment, but this time she didn’t, she just got out of the car and closed the door. Khalil thanked him and apologized, although he had every intention on finishing what he had started when they got home. As G took off, bumping his Lil’ Wayne beats, he reached in the backseat and grabbed his copy of The Awakening of Intelligence. I aint know I left this in here. When was I reading in here? He stopped at a red light and noticed papers hanging out of the book as he opened it. This book belongs to Heaven Jacy. He licked his lips lightly and thought of the irony of them reading the same book at the same time, and the crazy thing was that most girls his age hadn’t even heard of it. He pulled out the papers and saw that it was some type of acceptance letter. Congratulations Heaven Jacy! Harvard University Welcome you to fulfill your major of Chemistry…
A blaring horn broke his concentration and he put the letter back in the book. He beeped back, knowing that he was in the wrong and took off down East Main Street, feeling that Heaven might break the mold; she just might break the fucking mold...
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