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10

If you aren’t changing.

Then you aren’t growing…

Omar

It was ten minutes after five when we arrived home the next afternoon. America took off another day from work. It didn’t sit right with her going back to work the day after we had gotten married. She called her job and extended her time-off until Tuesday.

We were having a great time, breakfast in our hotel room, then touring the city via a nice long horse and carriage ride through Central Park. It was like our teenage years all over again.

As we walked toward the building, a 545 BMW rolling down Merrick Blvd on chrome rims, made a quick U-turn, coming back our way. The sudden change in direction of the car caught our attention.

“You know who it is?” I asked.

“No,” America answered.

The silver Beemer stopped a few feet from us and three doors flew open. I was mentally getting ready for whatever. But it was Omega, my cousin Greasy and another young dude jumped out and started my way. I smiled.

“You been home almost a week now, and your ass couldn’t come check your man…?” Omega smiled greeting me with open arms.

“Y’all rolling on a nigga like we got beef,” I joked.

“What’s good my nigga? It’s good to have you home,” Omega said as we rocked back and forth, hugging each other.

“Indeed, my nigga. It feels good to be back,” I returned.

I looked over at my wild ass cousin, smiled and asked, “Yo, Greasy… where da fuck my car at?”

“You know Greasy crashed that back in 03. I had some bitch giving me head in the front seat on the Belt and she had some strong jaws,” he laughed.

“Greasy, your weak ass owe me,” I said.

My cousin smiled, gave me dap and hugged me. “Yo cuz, I missed you, man. I’m glad you home, my nigga,” he said.

“Y’all niggas looking fly,” I said checking out their gear.

“Soul, I’m telling you, money’s getting great out here,” Omega said.

Omega sported an official Mitchell and Ness; Reggie White’s Philadelphia Eagles throw back jersey, dark jeans, fresh tan Timbs and a thick, lengthy platinum chain. He had a giant multi stoned diamond eagle pendant. Diamond stud earrings were in both his ears and diamond pinky ring on his finger, blinging with no care.

Greasy wore Evisu denim suit, tan Timbs and leather Yankee cap. The amount of jewelry he had on made him look like a rap superstar. He was flossing a limited edition rainbow Tourbillion watch.

“Y’all niggas are making me look bad indeed,” I laughed.

Even youngin sported Evisu jeans, red wife-beater and a long thick diamond chain around his neck. A platinum bracelet was frosty on his wrist.

“Biz is booming out here, Soul. Ain’t shit change.” Omega smiled.

“I feel you,” I said giving him dap.

“What you got planned, my nigga?” Omega asked.

I looked at America, and then everyone suddenly noticed America and Greasy was the first to speak. “Hey America, you looking good as always.”

America shot him the wicked stare and sighed.

“Damn, Soul, what’s wrong with wifey? Why she grilling Greasy like-like she police or sump’n? America ain’t got love for Greasy? We damn-near fam.”

“Chill nigga,” I countered.

“Ahight, you know Greasy was just joking wit’ y’all,” he smiled apologetically.

“Soul take a ride, ya heard?” Omega suggested.

“Yeah Soul, it’ll be just like old times. You know…? Riding baggin’ bitches getting our heads pop…” Greasy stopped realizing that America was still in our presence. “You know how we do?”

“Omar, may I have private minute please?” America asked, tugging on my arm.

“Give me a minute,” I said to the old crew.

“Ahight,” Omega said. He and the crew walked away.

“What’s up, boo?” I asked.

“I know you’re not thinking about leaving with them. We just got married. I took off from work. Today is still our day,” she said, sounding angry.

“True indeed, boo.”

“Well tell ’em to leave so we can finish with our honeymoon.”

I sighed as America continued when she saw me looking reluctant.

“Omar, where were they when you were upstate? Not one of ’em went to see you. And I know you’re not trying to get into the same shit that you were locked up for, right? I’m your wife now, so please take me serious. I love you. You start messing around with your cousin and Omega again, and you’re gonna soon end up back where you just fucking came from. We’re a family now. So start thinking like my husband.”