Each to his grief, each to his loneliness, and fidgety revenge.

Gwendolyn Brooks

Monday, October 1st 8:45 AM We open up this week with C.J. sitting in an office dressed very nice in a grey suit. Hes sitting in front of a desk with an older Caucasian man behind it and two older Caucasian men standing behind the desk also. All of the men are laughing with C.J. while hes saying, And then BOOM! The explosion sent me flying into the audience and I was deaf for a week. The older man sitting behind the desk slams his palm onto the surface of his desk while saying, Robert was right! You are hilarious! The older man says, Ive heard a lot of good things about your show so far. This show just might be a hit! C.J. says, Thank, Mr. McQueen. David McQueen says, Please call me Dave, C.J. But this new show in our lineup should be able to compete with other networks and premium channels lineups. What Ive seen so far was amazing. C.J. You just might be the next comedian genius. What do you think gentleman? Guy one says, Astonishing! I mean that from the bottom of my heart. Guy two says, Great show and you speak so better than I expected.

C.J. raises his eyebrows and leans forward only to say, What do you mean by that last statement exactly? Guy two says, I am just saying, on the show you speak as if youre uneducated but in real life youre actually smart. I am just surprised. C.J. says, You do know Poof is a character, right? Hes not a reflection of who I am. Guy two says, Yes but the colored people Ive encountered are similar to your character. David McQueen says, Joseph! Well excuse him! I think youre amazing, C.J. Dont think too much into what Joseph is saying. Hes pretty old school. C.J. says, Colored? HmmmmOkay. Nice meeting with you, Mr. McQueen. David McQueen says, C.J., please dont let his words get to you. C.J. says, It is okay. I have to go anyway. I need to get into makeup soon. C.J. stands from his seat and shakes all three gentlemans hands with a smile on his face. He then exits the office. 10:30 PM Chris is sitting in his living room looking at a post card with writing on the back. The post cards front is black. Chris cellular phone rings, he quickly picks up the phone and says, Hello. Allow me to expand this conversation. Joe says, Hello Chris. Do you have our instructions? Chris says, Yes. Where is this place? Joe says, Find it but you need to be there at that time with that amount of money. If you fail to show the deal is off and our number will be changed. Are there any questions? Chris says, How do I know this isnt a scam? Joe says, Check your phone right now please. We just sent you a picture mail. Chris goes to his messages in his cellular phone only to be startled by a picture of Lolas dirty casket. Chris yells as his eyes tears up. Chris puts the phone back to his right ear and Joe says, Do you believe now? Chris says, Yes. Joe says, Then I will be seeing you very soon, Chris.

Joe ends their call as Chris sits on his couch sobbing as he stares at the picture of Lolas casket on his cellular phone. Wednesday, October 3rd 7:40 AM Jay is yawning as he stretches his arms and body in the chair hes sitting in. Sonya is sitting on a table across from Jay looking at him with a calm look on her face. Jay gazes over at Sonya and then says, What? I got a boogie or something? Sonya giggles and says, No. How did you sleep? Jay says, I am here, right? I guess good enough. Sonya says, How is work? Jay says, Its work. C.J. is still being jerk-ish in a nice way, Rose is cool, and Chris still hates me. Story of my life. Sonya says, Chris will come around, dont worry. So? Jay stares back at Sonya while he is saying, Sooo? Sonya says, Did you hear the news? Jay says, I dont watch TV. Everything sucks on it and yall took the TV outta my room. Question, do ya think TV is gonna fuck with my situation? Sonya says, Well, Jay, somebody killed Slim Jim Fats. Jay says, What?! Are you fuckin shittin me?! Sonya says, No, it was all over the news. Jay says, Fuck! Any suspects? Sonya says, They think it was an inside job. Jay says, What does that mean for me? Sonya says, Nothin. I talked to the detectives today; you still keep your deal. He was killed on FBIs watch. Jay says, Fuck! This is insaneWow.

Sonya says, Are you okay, Jay? Jay deeply stares into space, he then calmly looks up at Sonya to say, Im good. Lets just talk. 9:15 PM Rose is lying on her stomach in a red tank top and red and white boyshorts as she holds her cellular phone to her right ear. Rose says, Um hi, can I speak to Trevor? Hi, this is Rose. Are you busy? HahahaPlannin a heist, youre so silly. Oh, youre seriousUm, do you wanna give me a call back then? Cool. So how are today? I am good. Thanks for askin. And why are you happy I called? Rose smiles as she places her hair behind her left ear. Rose says, Oh, thank you. That is so sweet. How did you know I was smilin?

Oh you know things, ha? I bet you say you whisper these sweet nothings to every short skirt. Am I really the first American girl you talked to? Really? Are you bsn me? Youre a little too good lookin to not have women all over you. So what makes me different? Rose smile and then bites her bottom lip as she plays with the ends of her hair with her left hand. Rose says, Are you tryin to make me blush? This is just our first convo. I am free this Saturday, why? Whats up? Oh really? That place is fancy. I would love to come. What time? Great time for me! Where do you wanna meet? I am not gonna give you my address, you might be crazy or somehtin. How bout we meet at the restaurant and if we hit it off then I might let you drive me home.But no goodnight kiss, Mister! Rose smiles once more and then says, Okay Mr. Bigglesworth. Call or text me anytime youre free. An hour? Okay. I will be lookin forward to that text. Talk to ya later.

Rose is still smiling as she ends her call with Heavens favorite bloke. Saturday, October 6th 11:45 AM Lets travel across the country to Philadelphia to a street corner in the South Philadelphia section of the city. Two young men are standing on the corner talking as a black Lexus and black Benz pull up to the corner on opposite sides of the street. The Lexus parks across the street from where the young men are standing. The Benz parks directly in front of the two young men on the corner. A tall, skinny African-American man with fair skin, who also favors a Human skeleton hops out of the Benz. The man appears to be in his late twenties to early thirties. He greets the two young men by saying, Sup little niggas? Whats good out here? Young man one says, Real slow, Cheese. Cheese says, HmmmmSlow money equals no money, yo. Young man two says, The block was poppin last night tho. Cheese says, That aint shit, young bull! We are livin in the right now! What do yall got to show fo? Both young men lower their stare as Cheese is in their personal space imitating them with his leadership. Cheese says, Yeah thats fuck I thought. Nothin. Da fuck?! Young man one says, But yo, Cheese, I heard they be havin some good shit over on Point Breeze. Cheese says, I dont give a fuck! We are here on this corner! This is my fuckin corner! I cant tell the big homie Point Breeze is takin our business flow! I dont know or care what yall do but yall need to go over to Point Breeze and handle that shit! Young man two gaze across the street at the black Lexus and goes for his gun tucked into his pants. The young man says, Yo, Cheese, you kno them over there? Cheese looks over his shoulder to see the black Lexus and his face turns pale with grief and fear. Cheese calmly says, YoY-Yo, chill, young bull. Aint shit.

The black Lexus drives off as Cheese continues to talk to the two young men. 11:50 PM Cheese is walking down a long hallway in a public housing building also known as projects. Cheese is looking for his keys to his apartment. His apartment is directly across from a stairway. As he goes to place his key into the door a man dressed in all black including a hoodie appears from the stairway. The man utters, Cheese. Cheese slowly turns around to face the man with his left hand on his gun at his hip. Once he fully turns around to face the man behind him, Cheese says, Who the fuck?! Wait, C.J.?! What the fuck is up, little homie?! Cheese goes to hug C.J. but C.J. has a gun pointed at Cheese. Cheese notices the gun and then dashes back against his apartment door. C.J. is holding a black gun with a silencer on the guns tip. The gun is wrapped in a clear plastic bag. C.J. is also wearing black gloves. C.J. is staring at Cheese with a look of hatred. Cheese says, Whats good, homie?! Damn, I aint seen you in a minute and this how you greet me?! C.J. says, Shut up! Cheese says, Yo! Watch your fuckin mouth, nigga! Alex aint here to save ya! C.J. says, Keep his name out your mouth and I dont need Alex here to protect me. Cheese says, So what the fuck is this? C.J. says, I know you snaked my brother. Cheese says, Fuck ya talkin bout? Alex was my fuckin nigga. You know I loved him like a brother. C.J. says, Stop it! Stop it! Stop the bullshit! You were jealous because you were his fucking lacky. Cheese says, Shut up! C.J. says, Now you trying to run shit when you lost everything he built in the same year you become the top dog. You have always been a fuck up, Cheese. Cheese says, Shut up!

C.J. says, You cant kill one man correctly. What retarded motherfucker leaves his fingerprints on the bullets? You must be a dumb motherfucker. You were better as a cum stain or an aborted fetus. Cheese says, Shut up! Yes! I got him setup and I was there pumpin bullets into his fuckin head. Thats why yall had a closed casket cus of me, bitch ass nigga! Fuck ya gonna do? Shit! Wit ya bitch ass! Jus cus you star in a few movies dont make you a gangsta, nut ass nigga. Fuck outta here wit ya Hollywood ass! You aint gonna do shit to me! I am gonna go into my place and beat some pussy up and you gonna go back to ya mommas house and cry in ya pillow, bitch ass nigga! Ya hear me! Do ya fuckin hea C.J. squeezes the trigger of the gun and releases the entire magazine into Cheeses body. When the bullets exit the gun, the silencers hiss sounds like spitballs coming out of a straw. Cheeses body slams against his apartment door as his chest and stomach catches all the bullets. Cheeses face is mix with shock and sorrow as the bullets jolts around in his body. All the smoking shells from the magazine fall into the plastic bag thats wrapped around the gun. Cheeses bloody body slowly slides to the floor as his back is against his apartment door. Cheese looks up at C.J. as his eyes begins to tear up while hes trying to say something to C.J. C.J. reloads his gun and walks up to Cheese sitting on the floor. Cheese is gasping for air as he spits out blood as he tries to talk. C.J. looks down at Cheese to say, Fuck you, snake ass nigga. C.J. then squeezes the trigger once more, releasing the entire magazine into Cheeses face as Cheeses body jolts from the bullets entering his skull. C.J.s face is blank as he empties the magazine with cold blooded revenge in his eyes. Once the magazine in the gun is empty Cheeses lifeless body slumps over as C.J. calmly walks away from the scene down the hallway. He takes the bag from around the gun thats now full of empty shells and ties it up; only to put it into his right hoodie pocket. He disassembles the gun and places it into a black bag he pulled out of his left pocket. C.J. exits the floor through the stairway on the opposite end of the hallway, leaving Cheese lifeless body at his apartment door. Sunday, October 7th 12:35 AM *BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!*

Darkness. A light flicks on for the first floor area in a house. Robyn comes stomping down the stairs as she ties her baby blue robe at the waist. Robyn looks pissed off because there is somebody at her door at this early morning hours. She stomps her feet to the door mumbling to herself, saying,

Who the hell is this?! You better be on fire or something! Robyn opens the door only for C.J. to fall into her arms causing the two to fall to the floor. C.J. is crying in a fit of rage. Tears are pouring out of his eyes as hes still dressed in all black. Robyn mouth is slightly open in awe at the sight of an upset C.J. Robyn caresses him by rubbing his head as he lies in her arms. Robyn says, Its okay, baby. What happened? Are you okay? What happened? Tell me. C.J. continues to heavily cry as he utters, I got him! I got him! Robyn says, Who?! Whats goin on? C.J. says, I got him! I got him back for you, Alex! I got him! Robyn continues to caress C.J.s head as he lays his head on her bosom. C.J. continues to cry as he utters, I fucking got him, Alex! Robyn says, I am here for you, baby. I am here. ShhhhhhhI am here. Everything is fine, C.J. 1:25 PM Robyn says, You never told me why are you here? Arent you still filmin? C.J. says, Yeah, were done filming next week. Robyn says, But why were you cryin and callin out for Alex? C.J. says, Ill tell you another time. C.J. and Robyn are walking up towards C.J.s mother, Ms. Brenda while she is talking with members of her church. Theyre all dressed very nicely especially Ms. Brenda. Ms. Brenda looks very classy wearing her big church hat. C.J. says, Hey Mom. Ms. Brenda hugs C.J. and then says, I am so happy to see you, baby. Why didnt you tell me you was comin home? I woulda fixed up your room. C.J. smiles and then says, I am not staying long, Mom. I just had to handle with some business. How are you anyway? That was a great service you held today. Ms. Brenda says, Oh, dont thank me, thank God. He blessed me to breathe another day so I can be here today to give my feelin about the lord. I was also fillin in for Deacon Eddie. His flight back was late. WaitI think thats him right over there. Let me go get him, baby. Be back.

Ms. Brenda walks away as C.J. whispers to Robyn saying, This holy prick. Robyn says, Be nice. Were in church. Have you know, Deacon Eddie is a nice, sweet man. Remember he saved my life. C.J. says, Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Ms. Brenda says to Robyn and C.J. as she approaches them with Deacon Eddie, C.J., this is Deacon Eddie. Deacon, my son, C.J. C.J. turns around only for his jaw to drop in awe and his face goes pale. Deacon Eddie extends his right hand for a handshake as C.J.s stares in awe at Deacon Eddie because Deacon Eddie is actually Gallco. C.J. begins to tremble in shock as he slowly extends his right hand to shake a smiling Gallcos hand. Both men shake hands very firmly, Gallco says, Your mother and Robyn has told me so much about you, son. I am happy to finally meet you in person. You dont have to call me Deacon Eddie; Eddie will do just fine, C.J. C.J. continues to stare at a smiling Gallco in awe as Gallco looks at Robyn and Ms. Brenda to say, How about we continue this meeting over some brunch? Brunch is my favorite kind of food. My treat, guys! Gallco continues to wear with pride a big, enthusiastic, almost sinister smile.