" Ronnie, I.... I really thought you were the one...why?"
" It doesn't matter now, does it? You found a guy who gives you everything you wanted...."
" Yeah, yeah you're right....I'm trippin..."
" It's okay to reminisce...what you think I did? Tha...
" most definitely...I'll be there with the rest of the boys so we can see you off..." I say before I get in the car.
It was Quincy's last week here in LA. I been over his crib a lot lately, just trying to revisit the time I have with him. It's gonna be weird not having him around, and it's gonna be a lot for me to adjust to. He's supposed to leave next Friday in the morning, and Dre,Raq, Jason, and a few other of the homies and I are coming to send him off. And on a good note this time.
Another thing that was going across my mind was what I saw a couple days back. Seeing Slim getting arrested was shocking to me. The last time we spoke was during graduation, but he told me that he was going down south to go to community college and to hopefully play NAIA college ball down there as well. I would have thought he would've followed through with it, especially since I'd seen his acceptance letter and all that good stuff. I really wanted to see him, and try to speak with him, so I called the contact that I had of his. Nobody answered, so the only place I could check was at the county jail in Compton.
25 MINUTES LATER....
" and who are you here to visit?"
" Sli- I mean, Raymond Jones...I don't know if he's here, but he got locked up a cou—"
" you're talking about the young fella from Friday?"
" yes ma'am...."
" oh...Slim....he's been here quite a bit. Kind of surprised to see someone coming up in here to see him..."
" yeah....he's an old friend from high school..." I say as we both walk to the visitation room.
" alright, well he'll be back here in moment sir..." she says and I nod.
About 5 minutes later, I see a prison guard and behind it, a figure. A figure of my high school friend.
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He was almost unrecognizable to me. The only thing that was the same to me was his face, aside from the facial hair he had. He sits down, and smiles at the guard that stands beside him.
" you got 20 minutes Slim..." the guard says.
" Ah, this won't take long..." he says, smiling as he looks toward me. It took me a moment to say something, and I wanted to find something to say to break the silence.
" Wha—"
" Ronnie? Is that you? The Ronnie from Crenshaw High?" Slim says, acting all surprised and shocked. I nod slowly, kind of confused on why he was acting like that.
