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It was nearing Savage’s 17th birthday, and Aleesha didn’t know how she wanted to surprise her man. They had been together for six months now, and Aleesha felt like she was really in love with him. She knew she wanted to do something special to celebrate his day, but nothing really came to mind. They had plans to go to Six Flags Magic Mountain with friends, but she wanted to give him a celebration of her own.
She had just gotten out of the shower and was in her room picking out an outfit in deep thought. While she pondered on how she would celebrate it, she decided to take a trip to the mall to get him a few gifts, and she gave Milasia a call to see if she wanted to go shopping with her.
“Hey boo!” Milasia said excitedly when she answered her phone.
“Hey, babes, what are you doing?”
“Nothin’, relaxin’ now. I just finished unpackin’ all of my stuff.”
“Oh yeah, I totally forgot you got your place today.”
“Hell yeah, come over later.”
“Okay, I will. But I was wondering if you wanted to go to the Mills with me?”
“Yeah, I’ll go. I can pick up some extra stuff from Bath &Body Works. But ay, my brother is comin’ with me.”
“What brother?” Aleesha asked, confused. “You don’t have any.”
“Yes I do. Chris, but he goes by Cali. This nigga is some big bad ass gang banger now,” Milasia snickered into the phone.
Aleesha heard a deep voice in the background say: “Bitch, shut up,”
“Don’t call me a bitch, bastard!” Milasia yelled back. “But anyway, he’s my stepbrother. You know how when we first met and my mom was married to Henry?”
“Yeah,” Aleesha responded, thinking back to a few years ago.
“And I told you he was goin’ through that custody battle and stuff but his baby momma ended up winnin’?”
“Oh yeah, I remember that.”
“Well Cali’s back out here now. His mom was tryna move to Florida and he was not tryna leave California so he’s stayin’ wit’ me for a while.”
“Oh okay. You want me to come pick y’all up?”
“Nah, I’ll meet you there.”
“Okay, I’m leaving in like 30 minutes.”
“Aight, boo.”
They hung up the phone, and Aleesha finished getting her outfit together, then got dressed. She wore a pair of black jeans, a black and white plaid kimono with a plain white V-neck underneath it and a pair of black Zigi Soho Espen boots, even though the January weather was slightly warm. She put on a pair of diamond earrings and black and white bangles to accentuate her outfit, and sprayed herself with her Victoria’s Secret Amber Romance perfume. Her hair was curled and pinned behind her ears, flowing to the middle of her back. She walked out of her room and went into the kitchen and found her mother slicing up tomatoes. She looked on the counter and saw that there was bacon already cooked.
“Mommy, what you makin’?” she asked as she took a seat at the kitchen table.
“BLT’s. I was just about to come ask you if you wanted one,” Renee answered as she looked over at her daughter. Renee and Aleesha looked like twins, with the same body frame and height. You could only tell the difference between the two because Renee had light brown eyes, and she looked more mature.
“Nah, I’ll pass, I’m about to go meet Mila at the mall,” Aleesha said.
“Good. Less work for me,” Renee responded with a cheerful laugh. “Do you work today?” she asked, checking to see if her daughter’s priorities were in order.
“No, thank goodness. Not until tomorrow.”
“Okay, just checking.”
“Mom, now do you really think I’ma miss makin’ some money? You’re stingy enough,” Aleesha said with a giggle.
“I’m not stingy, I’m teaching you how to be independent,” Renee said as she stopped what she was doing to look at her daughter.
“I know, mommy. I love makin’ my own money and not having to ask for any. Plus, I get bomb discounts on my clothes,” Aleesha said. She worked at the local clothing store Rainbow thanks to Milasia, who had been promoted to Store Manager.
“Yeah, so what time are you going to be home?” Renee asked as she finished slicing up the tomatoes.
“Around 5 or 6. I’m just going to buy Savage something for his birthday.”
“Oh yeah, I forgot it was coming up. When is it?”
“Tomorrow,” Aleesha answered.
“Oh okay. Tell him I said happy birthday, and you know when curfew is.”
“Yes ma’am. When’s the next time DJ’s supposed to come out here?”
“He said in a few weeks. You still talk to Sincere?” Renee took some lettuce out of the refrigerator.
“No. How did you know we were talking?” she asked her mother with a perplexed look on her face.
“You know your sister has a big mouth. I don’t know why you tell that girl your business,” Renee stated, cutting the lettuce up.
“Ugh! I can’t stand her. Me and Sincere stopped talking a long time ago.”
“Just making sure. You know that would have tripped your brother out. Ain’t no telling what he would have done if he would have found out,” Renee said as she proceeded to wash off the lettuce, and then began making the BLT’s.
“There wasn’t going to be anything to find out about, we were only talking. I wasn’t going to fuck him.”
“Watch your mouth.”
“My bad. But it wasn’t ever like that. I mean it was but he wouldn’t even chill with me until I turned 18. Trust me, I tried,” Aleesha said, laughing.
“You are a mess,” Renee said, laughing too. “Are you having sex yet?”
“No mom,” Aleesha answered her mom uncomfortably, looking away.
“You can tell me, Aleesha, I’ve been there before. I’m a woman.”
“I know, mom. But no, I’m not.”
“Okay. I’m here if you wanna talk.”
“I’m gonna go now,” Aleesha said as she got up from the table. She kissed her mom goodbye and walked outside to her car, a 2007 Kia Rio that she had gotten as a Christmas gift thanks to her mom. She unlocked the car, got inside and started it up. She drove without music until she got to the CA-210 freeway heading west, then turned the radio on. For the rest of the way to the mall, Aleesha was turning up in her car to 99.1 KGGI. When she arrived, she called Milasia to make sure she was on her way there.
“Hey, girl, I’m gettin’ off the freeway right now. Meet me inside at the Burger King,” Milasia yelled through the phone as soon as she answered it.
“Okay,” Aleesha said before she hung up her Blackberry. She found a parking spot and went inside to the food court to wait for Milasia.
As she waited, Aleesha started to feel her stomach rumble. Since she was already in front of Burger King, she got in line and ordered her a double cheeseburger, a medium fry and a medium Dr. Pepper. By the time she finished eating her food, Milasia was just barely arriving. She spotted Aleesha sitting at one of the food court tables, texting on her phone.
“Who you textin’?” Milasia asked as she took a seat across from Aleesha at the table.
“Damn, none of yo business,” Aleesha responded, turning off her phone screen and putting it away in her Nine West Double Vision satchel.
“I guess nobody important if you put your phone up.”
“Shut up, hoe,” Aleesha said, laughing. “What took you so long? I thought yo hoe ass was getting off the freeway?”
“I was but I had to make a quick stop at Krispy Kreme.”
“Fat ass,” Aleesha said, laughing.
“Shut up,” Milasia giggled with her. “Anyways, this is my brother,” she said, pointing to the guy standing near her seat. He was too busy on his Sidekick LX to take a seat.
“Hi, I’m Aleesha, but you can call me Leelee,” Aleesha said, smiling up at him, taking his attention away from his phone.
“Coo’. I’m Chris, but everybody calls me Cali,” he said as he smiled back at her.
“Why do they call you that?” she asked curiously.
“Cuz I’ve basically lived everywhere in Cali and damn near know everybody.”
“How old are you?” Aleesha asked, noticing the deep baritone of his voice.
“17, 18 in October,” Cali replied, still smiling at her.
“Dang your voice is deep.”
“I know, that’s what comes wit’ being a grown man,” he flirted, showing off his perfect white Hollywood teeth.
“Uh huh,” Aleesha said with a wide grin. Neither one said anything else as they gazed at each other, all the while still smiling.
“You better stop flirtin’ with my brother, bitch,” Milasia said to Aleesha, breaking the silence. “You have a boyfriend, remember?”
“Shut up, skank,” Aleesha said as she looked at Milasia and rolled her eyes. “Wasn’t nobody flirting.”
“Oookkkayyyy,” Milasia said with emphasis. “If Savage would have seen what I just saw, he would have slapped the shit out of you.”
“You didn’t see shit. And no, he wouldn’t have. He ain’t crazy enough to put his hands on me. Those are the abusive ass niggas you date.”
“Whatever.” Milasia rolled her eyes. “Come on, let’s go shoppin’.”
They browsed through a couple of stores and bought quite a few bags worth of new merchandise. Aleesha bought Savage a bundle of birthday gifts including an outfit, a new pair of shoes, and a fairly expensive watch. She was making extra money, delivering weed to some of his customers, so she could afford it. She also bought herself an outfit and a new pair of shoes, along with some diamond hoop earrings. She always made sure to treat herself to the finer things and spend money on herself when she bought something for someone else.
Milasia bought some aroma therapy candles for her new apartment, and Cali purchased a few outfits for himself. He too was a local young hustler that a lot of their peers respected. After their shopping spree, Aleesha was feeling drained, so she went home to relax, as Cali and Milasia went their separate ways. Once Aleesha arrived at her house, she played a few video games on her PS2, then called it a night and went to sleep.
The next day when she woke up, all Aleesha had on her mind was what she was going to do for Savage. She had to do inventory at work, so she went in at 6 a.m. and got off at 10 that same morning. After she got off, she sped home and quickly showered and got dressed for a long day at the amusement park. She put on some black shorts, a purple t-shirt, some purple vans, and a few accessories to match. She left and met up with Savage and some of their friends at his house and they all boarded up in his cousin Mac’s 2007 Chrysler Town & Country, then headed to Six Flags.
They arrived close to 12 in the afternoon, and left the amusement park around 6 p.m. Because the park wasn’t as packed as usual, they were able to ride a lot of the rides, but got bored early so they packed back up in the van and left. They arrived back in San Bernardino at 8:26 that night, and Savage decided to continue the festivities at his house by throwing a kick back. His mom had went out with her friends, so he knew she wouldn’t be back until the early morning hours. Music was played, weed was rolled up and smoked, liquor was consumed, and dice games were played, until someone got shiesty with the dice. It seemed like as soon as the party began, it was ending.
While everyone had took a restroom break, Trey exchanged the dice they were playing with with his own pair of loaded dice. It was his turn to roll, and once he started winning everyone’s money, Savage got suspicious.
“Nigga, I know you ain’t got no loaded fuckin’ dice my nigga,” Savage said, getting in Trey’s face.
“Nah, my nigga, I don’t even get down like that,” Trey said, looking everywhere around Savage but in his face.
“Bullshit, how the fuck you all of a sudden winnin’? Nigga you was about to go home broke and now you got everybody’s money. Let me see ‘em,” Savage said, trying to snatch the dice from Trey’s hand.
“Nah my nigga,” Trey said, extending his arm away from Savage. “It ain’t even that serious.”
“Nigga it is that serious if it’s about my money,” Savage said, balling up his fists.
“Man, nigga get the fuck up out my face,” Trey said, balling his fists up.
“What you gon’ do, nigga, run me the fade then.”
“Ay y’all calm down,” Marcus said, getting between the middle of the two, trying to stop the argument before violence ensued. “It ain’t worth it.”
“Man, everybody get the fuck out!” Savage yelled as he walked to his bedroom. He slammed the door behind him and turned some music on his stereo, with the volume on high.
No one interjected as everyone in attendance gathered all their things and started leaving, except Aleesha. She made sure everyone left, and cleaned up the party debris that everyone left behind. It was around 9:35 p.m. when she finished cleaning up, and she decided then was the perfect time to give Savage his birthday present. She went outside to her car and retrieved the gifts from the trunk. Then she came back inside, locked the doors behind her, and went into Savage’s bedroom.
“Babe, you gotta learn to calm down,” she said as she walked in.
“I know,” he said as he lowered the music. “Niggas be outta line though.”
“I know, but fuck ‘em. Don’t let people ruin your birthday. But speaking of, happy birthday babe!” she exclaimed as she handed Savage his birthday bags and took a seat next to him on his bed.
He took out the items and admired the gifts. “Damn this shit sick, you know me good as fuck. Thank you babe,” he said, giving her a kiss.
He then took an envelope out of one of the bags. When he opened the envelope and pulled the birthday card out, he could feel that something was inside the card. He opened it and a condom fell into his lap, while the message inside the birthday card read, “Surprise! The ultimate birthday present tonight is me. I love you Savage. Happy birthday baby! XOXO Leelee.”
Savage was too excited. This would be the first time he and Aleesha would have actual intercourse. Because she was a virgin and she wanted to wait to lose her virginity until she was ready, they had only performed oral sex on each other, so he was more than ready to feel her insides.
“You sure you ready for this?” he asked as he looked at her. He knew the first time would be especially painful, because of his size and girth. He was 9 ½ inches long, and about 2 ½ inches in diameter.
“Yeah,” she answered as she took a deep breath.
“Aight, take off yo clothes and lay back,” he instructed her.
“You don’t want me to suck you up?” she asked as she got up and took off her clothes and shoes.
“Nah, babe,” he said as he pulled back the cover so she could lay on the sheets, and he admired her body as she laid on the bed. He took off his tan Dickie’s khaki’s, black tee and all black high top Chuck Taylors, then sat back on the bed.
Savage parted Aleesha’s legs and began to eat her out. He explored her body and satisfied her with his tongue. After he was finished and her kitty was nice and wet, he picked up the Trojan Magnum condom, and slid it on. He climbed on top of her and rubbed his penis against her vagina, then he slowly started inching his way in.
“Ouch!” Aleesha screamed as she winced up.
Savage hurriedly pulled out and looked down at her, “Babe, it’s gone hurt, but you gotta relax,” he said as he sensually kissed her forehead. “The more you relax the less painful it is.”
“Okay.” She took another deep breath. “I’m just nervous.”
“If you don’t want to do this and you not ready we can stop right now.”
“No, I want to.”
“You sure?”
“Yes.”
“I love you, Leelee,” he said as he gave her a kiss.
“I love you too,” she responded as she readjusted herself and relaxed her body.
When Savage began inching his way back inside of her, it still hurt, but she was able to take the pain a little better. After a few minutes, the pain became pleasurable, and Aleesha started enjoying herself. It only took a few minutes and she began to experience an orgasm like never before, digging her manicured nails into Savage’s back. Her moaning and bodily reactions, coupled with the amazing feeling of her vagina, made Savage come faster than he wanted to. He released his sperm into the condom as he came, then rolled off of Aleesha. They both lay in bed huffing and puffing, trying to regain their composure.
“You alright babe?” Savage asked after a few minutes, as he got up from off of the bed. He took the condom off and threw it in the trashcan by his dresser.
“Mm-hmm,” Aleesha answered back, almost nodding off to sleep.
“Babe, I know you not tryna get up, but I need to change the sheets,” he said as he looked in his closet. He found some extra sheets at the top and brought one down.
“Okay,” she said as she got up from the bed. She noticed the blood from her cherry being popped, and knew she had to clean herself up. “Can I go take a quick shower?” she asked.
“Yeah, babe, let me change this sheet and we can take one together,” he said as he began to take the bloody sheets off of his bed. He swapped it with the new sheet, threw the bloody one in the garage, and he and Aleesha took a shower together. Once they were out, she put on one of his long shirts and he threw on a pair of underwear, and they snuggled in bed together.
No less than ten minutes later, Savage received a call from an unknown number. At first he was reluctant to answer it, but something inside told him to. It was Marcus on the line, calling from someone’s phone at Denny’s. He had just been robbed and jumped, and had almost lost his life. Aleesha was fast asleep and Savage didn’t want to wake her, but he didn’t want to leave and she woke up not knowing where he was.
“Leelee, I gotta go take care of some shit,” Savage said, shaking her awake.
“Huh?” Aleesha asked, slowly waking up.
“Some shit happened with Marcus. I’m ‘bout to go get this nigga.”
“Okay, do you want me to leave?” she asked as she began to get up.
“Nah,” he said, stopping her, “stay here and sleep. I just didn’t want you to wake up and I wasn’t here. I’ll be back in like an hour.”
“Okay babe, be safe,” she said as she laid back down and closed her eyes. “I Love you.”
“I will, and I love you too.”
***
Savage drove his Chevy Impala until he reached his destination. When he arrived, Marcus was standing outside. Savage could see that Marcus’s white tee was ripped and his face looked bruised. Savage threw the car in park and ran to his best friend.
“Nigga, what the fuck happened?” Savage asked as soon as he approached Marcus.
“Man, the niggas followed me,” Marcus said furiously.
“What niggas?”
“The niggas from Scrappy Doo Squad. I was at Circle K on Del Rosa when I first seen ‘em. I pulled off, and these niggas hurried up and hopped in they whip and started followin’ a nigga. Mind you, my bitch was in the car with me, so I was like fuck, I ain’t tryna to have shit happen to her. I got all the way over here to the liquor store, and I pulled up in the parkin’ lot. I got out and I had her hop in the driver seat and drive home. I go in the store, and one of the niggas come in too. I bought a pack of cigarettes, and walked out. Then I just started mobbin’ up the street and they followed me. Next thing I knew, four niggas hopped out and jumped me.”
“Fuck!” Savage screamed. “At least they ain’t hurt you too bad my nigga. What all did they take?”
“Like five hunnit and my chain,” Marcus answered sadly.
“Where was yo burner, nigga?” Savage asked as they walked to his car.
“Man, I got pulled over this mornin’ and my girl was talkin’ bout that’s a sign and I don’t need to carry it today,” Marcus said as he shook his head, “and my dumb ass took it back home.”
“Damn, my nigga, you know I got you though. Let’s go ride on these niggas,” Savage said as they got in his Impala.
They drove to the Southside of San Bernardino where some of the Scrappy Doo Squad members were known to reside. “What kinda car was they ridin’ in?” Savage asked as they approached a stop sign.
“A Buick Regal. That shit was black on some dubs,” Marcus responded as he looked out the window for the car.
“Aight,” Savage said as he proceeded to drive. They rolled around for a couple of blocks, until they found the car. Savage parked around the corner from the house it was in front of, and shut off his car. “Come on,” he said as they both exited the vehicle.
Because they both lived a violent lifestyle, they always carried bandanas in their pockets to hide their identity. They pulled their bandanas out and tied them around their faces. They crept to the front of the house using the trees, shadows and cars, and Savage let off twelve rounds from his Glock 19. Four of them went into each tire on the car, and the rest went into the house. They ran away and hopped a couple of fences, and ended up back at Savage’s car. They hurriedly hopped in, and Savage sped away as they snatched the bandanas off of their faces.
“Fuck them niggas. If they wanna come back and try some shit, we finna be ready,” Savage said aloud as he drove. They were able to get a couple of blocks away from the scene, before they were met with a problem.
A police car was driving on the opposite side of the street, and when the officer peered inside the car as Savage drove past him, he made a quick U-Turn and started following behind them. “Fuck, nigga, we ‘bout to get pulled over. What you got on you?” Savage asked Marcus.
“I got some pills, and some weed,” Marcus replied.
“Aight, I just got the burner.”
They continued to drive and finally the expected happened. The cop turned on his lights. Savage pulled over and turned off his car, then took his keys out of the ignition and set them on the middle console.
“Give me yo gun, bro,” Marcus instructed Savage.
“Hell nah, nigga. We both on probation. You don’t need that much time.”
“Nigga, I’m the reason we in this shit. Just hurry up nigga, c’mon.”
“Aight, bro, you know I got you,” Savage said as he hurriedly snuck the Glock to Marcus.
“I know, nigga,” Marcus said as he stuffed the gun in his pants.
“Put your hands where I can see them!” the officer yelled through the vehicle loud speaker. He and his partner stepped out of the patrol car and hurriedly approached Savage’s car. “May I ask what you fellas were doing riding around this area this time of night?” Officer Sudanski asked, flashing his flashlight on Marcus and Savage, then inside the car. He looked like your average white cop, with blond hair, blue eyes, and a mustache.
“We just came from visiting a friend,” Savage replied, looking straight ahead of him.
“Well, that’s strange. We got a call about suspicious activity and this car fits the description. I’m going to have to ask you two to step out of the vehicle. Keep your hands were I can see them,” Officer Sudanski instructed. They both did as they were told as they slowly unbuckled their seatbelts and stepped out of the car. “Step around to the front and put your hands on the hood,” the officer instructed as they both did as they were told.
“Either of you have warrants or on probation or parole?” the other policeman, Officer Napalm asked. He was another average looking white cop, with black hair and dark piercing eyes.
“Probation,” they both answered in unison.
“Do you guys have anything illegal on you we should know about before we search you two?” Officer Napalm asked.
“Nah,” Savage answered.
“What about you?” Officer Sudanski asked, pointing at Marcus.
“Yeah, I got a burner on me, and some weed and pills,” Marcus replied. He knew there was no sense in lying, since they were for sure going to get searched. He thought about taking off and running, but his better judgment told him not to.
“Take the gun out first, very slowly, and put it on the hood, and then take everything else out of your pockets and set it on the hood of the car,” Officer Sudanski instructed with his hand on his pistol while Marcus did as he was told. Then he proceeded to search Savage, while Officer Napalm searched Marcus.
“This sure is a lot of money you have on you son,” Officer Sudanski said to Savage, pulling a wad of cash from his front left pocket.
“Today’s my birthday,” Savage retorted, feeling stupid for always leaving money in his pockets.
“You must have really good friends and family members if they gave you all of this money. This looks like drug money,” Officer Sudanski said, setting the money on the hood.
“Well it ain’t.”
“We’ll see about that.” Officer Sudanski continued to search Savage.
After the search, Officer Napalm handcuffed Marcus and put him in the back of the patrol car, as Officer Sudanski handcuffed Savage and sat him on the curb. He took down both of their names and birthdays, then he went to the patrol car to run a search on their names. After identifying both of them, Savage was placed in the back of the car with Marcus, and they were both taken to Central Valley Juvenile Detention Center.