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Michael B Jordan as Reggie

The song is Treat Me like somebody by Tink. Don't play it till I say for the added effect. Also another thing is the songs I add in here may be sung by another person but let's just imagine that my character sung it first unless i say otherwise please. K?

Enjoy.

A L O N Z O

Ok so I chickened out. Even though I had everything planned out and I was so sure of myself, I couldn't tell them. I couldn't stare into their eyes and watch the look of disappointment cover their features. I had to find another way to break them news, and in a way that would result in everyone being happy.

So far I had the album ready and now I just need to work up the stupid courage to actually speak to them.

Today was Saturday luckily, meaning I had basically the whole day to either think out my plan or sit on bed and watch Netflix. The latter seemed way more appealing and already has my vote.

"Why is this so hard?" I mutter to myself frustrated.

"Why's what so hard?" My mom questions from the threshold of the door.

I sit up from the bed to see her approaching with a concerned look on her face.

"Nothing is wrong and I was just uhmm singing lyrics to a song?" I attempt to say determinedly but its ends up a question.

The look on her face said it all, she didn't believe a single word I was saying. I avoided her gaze at all cost after that because the gaze she gave made me wanna spill all my deepest secrets instantaneously.

"I'd love to chit-chat mom but uhmmm gotta go!" I screech attempting to leave her presence as soon as possible. On the way out I trip on my little sisters barbie car, hit my head on the stairs on the way down and dropped my keys under my car.

My luck.

R E G G I E

"Yes ma I know. Im going straight (well not straight cause that's impossible) to the studio and I won't go nowhere near there." I deadpan plainly as if this whole speech was rehearsed.

"Good. And don't be lying to yo mama boy, I'll hit you with this spoon!" She yelled from the kitchen before continuing with, "and bring your ass in here and give me some sugar!"

"Yes mama," I began while heading to the kitchen. As soon as I entered the kitchen, the mouth watering smell of Mama's cooking hit my nose and brought out a hunger I didn't even know I had. When I look on the stove, I'm delighted to see her homemade chicken and dumplings. She was just finishing seasoning the chicken and starting to roll the dumplings. When she looked away I swiped a piece of the chicken off the plate and withheld from smacking as I tasted the delightful food. The warm and well seasoned food danced on my tongue, attacking my taste buds viciously. It was consuming, it tempted and persuaded me for more, left me longing for more as the flavor spread across my tongue even thought the chicken was done, only remnants left that made my instincts jump for more. One more taste won't hurt.

'Smack'

"Boy stick your hand in my chicken again and you'll become an amputee in 3 seconds." She sasses and holds up the rolly thingy she was using to spread out the dough for the dumplings. Hell I didn't know the name, did anybody?

"Come on ma, stop tripping it's just a lil piece."

"Don't test me boy, I can and will hit you with this."

"Ok ok you got it. Bye ma and make sure you save me some before sharing with the whole neighborhood." I demand after kissing her cheek and heading for the door.

You may be curious as to what I'm talking about and to put it simply, upon every random occasion, mama made some food. We'll not some food she basically made a whole buffet when she could and shared with some surrounding neighbors, kind of her own way of uniting the neighbors.

"I will don't worry sugar, enjoy yourself now." She responds while waving goodbye with one hand.

"You said you'd save me some last time and guess what ma, it was all gone by the time I got home."

'Whack'

"Don't sass yo mama boy!" She yells while pointing her finger.

"Did you really just throw the toaster at me?! A toaster of all things." I scream back shocked while Rubbing the back of my head.

"Only thing within reach."

"I'm outta here. Love you ma."

"Love you!" She screamed as I closed the door.

I hated lying to her. Of course I was gonna go to the place she dreaded, how else was I gonna make this money for us, pay bills and make sure that lil Milo is fed? It's not like I was gonna find a rich boyfriend that's gon instantly relieve my debts. That'd be a miracle, but the reality is I'm already in the streets, and there's absolutely no way out.

So currently I was on my way to the house. The dreadful place that held me here, a prisoner desperately wanting out, one who counted all the days he was there until eventually, he lost hope and accepted reality that he would never get out. When I arrived I already knew what to expect, either someone fighting over money over or lazing around on the couches to high to move. Upon my arrival I was greeted my Ty, the main man, the leader, the one who snatched my ticket out of this place and replaced it with drugs and guns. But no matter what, I couldn't hate him, I wanted to but if I was completely honest he was the one who gave me a chance, treated me like a son and without him, we would've probably been homeless by now. So without him I wouldn't have had the choice. My own well being or securing my families happiness. They came first, without a doubt and without an extra second of thought.

"-gie, Reggie you listening to me or you gon daydream all day?" Snapped Ty while snapping fingers in front of my face to gain my attention.

"My bad. I was just thinking." I reply while moving towards the couch to sit on until I notice this stain I'd rather not think about or attempt to figure out what it was. Figuring out what went down on this couch was not one of my priorities.

"Aye heads up." I'm warned before being thrown a wad of cash.

"What's this?" I asked confused. I haven't even sold any yet to earn any cash, mainly because he gives me extra time and I wait until last minute to actually get to work. I know, major procrastinator.

"You get Cj's cut since he's out for the while. He ain't gon miss it." He brags while laughing to himself at his joke.

"Nah he gon need this we he get out, it's his money just hold onto for him." I reject while holding the money back out to return the money.

"Man don't be a pussy! His ass shoulda never went out there without carrying heat, it was his stupid ass fault, now take the damn money!" He demands while raising his voice signaling his anger is soon to rise any minute now. One thing you learn around here is you don't wanna see Ty mad. So I left and did what I originally planned on doing, going to the studio and working on some music before heading home to be with my family for the night.

(PLAY SONG NOW.)

When I walked in the studio I was shocked by what I heard. It was something unique, the singing sounding angelic, like he was putting his whole soul in this song, every lyric every word sung spoke to me, hit me. It hit me like Vee hit Red in the back of the head with the lock in the sock in that episode of 'Orange Is The New Black'. Damn.

The playing of the guitar, simple notes but sounded so elegant put together. A mash up of hip hop and fast with a nice and slow pace that grabbed your attention and made you listen and hang on to ever word. It was mind blowing, breathtaking and so orgasmic.

'I just want somebody, body

To treat me like somebody, body

Won't be like everybody, body

All you gotta do is love me for me baby'

The way he sung made sure you got the message and latched onto his very verse like it was your lifeline.

'Is that too muchhhh

You ain't gotta be perfect

Just give me a purpose to looove

I just want somebody, body

To treat me like somebody, body

Won't be like everybody, body

All you gotta do is love me for me baby.'

The lyrics, the way he sung as if he was singing to you and only you made me want to me that somebody, the one that satisfied his every need.

A L O N Z O

After finishing up the session I had, I grabbed my stuff after looking at my watch and seeing that it was beginning to be late.

When I walked out the studio, my body instantly collided with a wall steel, or muscles most likely. Either way, the position we ended in was the most embarrassing. When I fell O dint feel most of anything, no impact or anything. But when I opened my eyes I fought and failed miserably at holding in my gasps as I stared at his face. He was by far, the sexiest man I'd ever seen. He has this wonderful jaw structure that reflected his muscles and Greek godliness. His face was lightly dusted with facial hair, but not too much, he had just the right amount that was shaved to perfection. His limps plump and red as apples that begged to be kissed as he bit his lip and looked up at me confused.

It was then, in that moment, I knew I fucked up. I was laying on top of him, basically straddling his waist and our faces were inches apart and he just sat quietly with his hands on my waist as he just sat and stared like he was seeing the most wonderful piece of art ever. With a little mixture of how I look at Starbucks.

I got up from him clumsily while managing to not only rub against him but to moan at the contact like a hormone stricken girl. I knew by then my face was a tomato. My face was as hot as a stove by now and my eyes were attempting to dodge all contact.

"Im uhhh sorry about that. Didn't mean for that whole....thing to happen." I say while gesturing towards the floor where everything just went down.

He laughed. And not just a regular laugh, it was sexy and deep and husky and I was gonna have to stop thinking these thoughts if I wanted to prevent a little happiness in my pants.

"It's ok, no worries. Was that you singing in there?" He asked while smiling up at me.

That teeny tiny gesture had my face heating up again and I swear if I kept it up I'd be a puddle of goo at his feet.

"Yea. You heard me?" I ask nervously while looking at the floor and avoiding eye contact. Before he answers he grabs my chin and adjusts it so that I'm staring up at him and we're eye to eye.

"Yea I heard you. It was beautiful." He says while smiling down at me proudly. He then moves his hand to push my hair out the way and rests his hand on my cheek. This was the most contact I'd had with a man in one day and I lavished in every second of it. It was like flying and I this was the most joyful feeling to ever experience. With his touch I felt like I was the only person who had his attention. I don't have to fight or beg for a little attention, I already had it. With him I was.......

Somebody.

Ok don't hate me. I had a lot of stuff going on but I promise i haven't forgot about you and i will keep updating.

What you think of Reggie mail here.

What you think of Reggie's mom mail here.

When will they just kiss already mail here.

Thanks for reading and don't forget to vote.

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