Hood Rich: The rise and fall of one of Brooklyn's Finest by Corie Allen Page A

did?”
I thought about it while I was asking.
“Never mind, don’t answer that.”
I wasn’t in the mood to hear anything that would
make me want to take a trip to the STD clinic.
“What’s the craziest thing you’ve done?” She asked as
she turned off the Jacuzzi.
“Well I was on the phone wit my O.G. while his wifey
was riding and sucking me off.”
“Let me see, I don’t want you to think I’m some type
of smut or something. I mean… I did some crazy shit,
but I did it because I was pressed for somewhere to
stay. Aight here goes… The craziest thing I did was
fuck three niggas at once. One in the mouth, one in
the pussy, and one in…”
“Whoa, whoa, whoa… time out, I get the picture.
Thats crazy, you got me beat.”
“How you learn to eat pussy like that?”
“Watching HBO Real Sex. That was my first time on
some real shit. I only fucked two other chicks, but it
wasn't about nothing.”
We got out the jacuzzi and dried off. Akira's body
was so perfect. Watching the water glisten over her
smooth skin was gratifying. For the rest of the month
we trekked across Disney World and Universal
Theme Parks. We rode roller coasters, watched live
shows, and movie re-enactments. We dined at five
star eateries, and munched on smoked turkey legs
from sidewalk vendors. It was almost like watching
someones vacation footage except we were the footage. This is was both our first vacations and it was
one we would remember forever.
As our vacation came to a close, I thought about
Brooklyn. Back home I had nothing to return to except what I left. The police on my ass, my boy turned
snitch, and God only knows who else. I was seriously
contemplating not going back. Seriously though what
could I do. I spent twenty thousand in one month in
Orlando. It was a lot of money, however we ate good,
and bought a few trinkets to prove our vacation was
real.
The flight back home was turbulent, as was my mind.
I was thinking about Akira. I decided to wife her. I
knew my life would possibly get complicated and I
was ready to deal with it, but was she? There was that
question in my mind. Could she carry the weight?
Would she ride? Would she be there the way I needed
her to? What if she got pregnant? Time would tell, I
thought to myself. I just turned over and kissed her as
she slept.
Our flight back to Newark was diverted to JFK which
at first I thought was a good thing. Turns out the deicing machine in Newark was frozen and there was
too much ice on the runway. After debarking the
plane it was ice cold in the city. Reality began to set
in. Wish I would have stayed in warm, sunny Orlando. I felt a pair of eyes following me. It was a TSA
agent. He turned to his colleague and whispered. He
spoke into his walkie-talkie and the two walked toward us. A police officer also appeared. Running
wasn’t an option I grabbed Akira into my arms and
kissed her.
“Excuse me sir, I need you to step over here.” The
TSA agent said as the police officer drew his pistol.

Akira
    It felt like someone was literally sucking the blood
from my body. The first time I met somebody that
was real, that wasn’t selling me a dream, damn, this is
what I get. This is fucked up. I could’t help but cry.
Why us? Why did this flight have to get re-routed?
Why did I have to lose him? What did I do to deserve
such a fucked up life? I didn’t have nobody except
Rich… and now he was gone. I was watching my life
flash before my eyes.
The kiss Rich had just given me sent a chill down my
spine. I realized I wouldn't be able to kiss him for a
while. It was hard to stand there watching the police
cart Rich off as if he was a piece of luggage. I couldn’t
tip though, especially given the fact that I was on the
run.
“Baby I love you, I’m gone be sitting by the phone,
call me.”
Tears ran down my face as I stood in the terminal. It
was fortunate that I was carrying the last twenty three
hundred we had left in my pocketbook. I wished