AMERICAN BOYFRIEND

There’s muffled music playing. He drags his head up, scraping his helmet on the window leaving the fog on the window scraped. His ears clear up. In the driver seat of the car there’s Ameer, to the right of him there’s two other guys he doesn’t recognize. One of them has these pink tint glasses with curly hair, the other is short but you can tell that he’s at a mature age. Then there’s the guy talking to Ameer in the passenger seat with long curly hair thats pulled back and stops at his shoulders they call him Billy Star. “So what do you guys think happened to Summer” Billy says with a curious tone in his voice. Ameer replies “shit, to keep it real with you man, i know that nigga was scared” he grips the the steering wheel with both hands on opposite sides. He continues “i mean think about it his momma, his daddy, his mu fuckin’ girl, his whole team everybody knew some shit about this nigga he never wanted them to know he never thought they would and just that is scary, on top of that shit that nigga like dick and that shit is scary.” Ameer grabs the weeb from Billy letting out a slight chuckle. Billy holds his face not covering it all the way then gradually turns his head towards Ameer.”It’s like you speaking from experience”.

Ameer turns his whole body directly at him smiles but you can tell he took it some type of way. Ameer smacks his lips and replies “whatever nigga, blah blah blah, so mothafuckin’ what i dabble in a little bit of everything, and head is head is head”. He turns his body back forward taking a puff out of the weed. The short guy in the back pulls himself up sticking his head in the front row. “Okay- okay but nobody even know, so like don’t you think that if everybody really did know then we would know who the guy was, i mean tell me how nobody in this car has any clue who the fuck the guy was wh-”. Ameer interrupts him “Jay would let that shit get out, she loves Summer way to much”. Billy says to himself but out loud “Jay was nice”. Ameer replies to BIlly’s opinion passing the weed back to the short kid “she still is”. Billy uses his right hand to pull his hair over his ear saying “you seen her around”.

Ameer answers his question “yeah, like a week ago” says unsure but confident about it. The kid with the pink tint hipster glasses lifts his head up eager to say something. “She was at Heaven, that skatepark downtown she usually doesn’t go there but I saw her with some different crowd”. He shakes his head closing his eyes feeling bad for her “i can just see it in her eyes ya know- like something was missing”. Ameer quickly looks in the back row of the car and says jokingly but mildly serious “she was probably just high. The short kid looks at him and says “shut the fuck up” getting angry. BIlly straightens his back out “i feel like she just doesn’t want to be alone, he and Summer were together for so long, probably planned a life out together and shit and just got ripped away from her, i can’t even imagine.” Ameer looks in the back row of the car again with joking tone in his voice but still serious. “Yall niggas sound like a lifetime movie” he grabs the short blunt of weed from the short kid. Widening his eyes giving a surprised kinda look on his face “that nigga killed himself, why can’t y’all get that through your head, that nigga jumped in a pool and it was over some shit that he couldn’t even handle”.

Ameer looks at the steering wheel then back at the others with a sad look on his face like he’s trying to show some empathy. “I know it’s hard to get anyone in this town to like you if you’re a little bit different than everybody else”. Billy changes the subject to something more amusing trying to get everyone out of a serious state. Ameer and the others start laughing and playing around, the kind with the hipster glasses slurps on his milk shake. The short kid steps out the car sitting on the vans floor drinking a forty. The kid with the helmet steps out after him taking a small leap to the ground walking over to the passenger door. Helmet Boy leans up against the window and says something to BIlly. Billy replies with a serious face kinda confused as to what Helmet Boy means. He gets back in the van before the short kid does. He leans his helmet up against the glasses looking out with window with the corner of his eye. Everyone suddenly starts to yell with fear in their voices.

Ameer takes puff of weed and turns towards Billy surprisingly realising what he has in his hand. Ameer says being calm “yo, nigga what are doing out it back that’s dangerous”. Billy waves it around and says “nah it’s cool, i know how to handle it. The short kids bags his back further into the seat raising his hands in front of him like he’s blocking something “dude watch where you’re pointing that thing. Billy says with a playful tone in his voice “chill i know what im doing” he continues to wave it around all over the place until the gun goes off. It flies back putting a bullet in Helmet Boy’s chest.