Junya walked passed Gerald, Brush, the man with the dreadlocks, and some other men that were hanging around Brush and went into the bathroom. Junya went near the sink and looked at his face. He noticed that he had matter in his eye, and he had a whitehead on his cheek that had not been there before. Junya.s face often got really greasy due to perspiration, and the fact that he liked to touch his face a lot. Junya went into one of the stalls and closed the door behind him. He lowered the seat and sat down on it as if he was going to shit. He then went into his pocket and pulled out the cash he won from the dice game.
Junya counted and realized that he had
$1200 dollars in his pocket, even after giving the man back his money. Junya had
become overwhelmed, for he did not gamble often, and he never saw so much
money at one time ever. Junya started to arrange the money in denominations;
$100, $50, $20, and any other bills he placed separate from the larger bills. Junya
then had an enormous smile on his face, until he overheard Gerald laughing
loudly.
"I swear if I ever see another rapper get his face chewed out like that bum
ass fucker you was rapping to, I swear it will be a day in history...Why do these
wanna-bee rappers come up in the faces of guys that are obviously doing
something big with theirs; hating! Hating for no reason, gives you more reason
to hate yourself..."
Gerald said as he used the bathroom.
Junya quickly shoved the cash in his pocket, and jumped up off of the
stool. He swung the door open hard and stepped out looking for Gerald, but he
had already left. Junya wet his hands under the sink, and without drying them,
he rushed out the bathroom.
Gerald was standing towards the wall next to Brush and the man with the
dreadlocks. Women walked out of the women.s restroom, and immediately
stopped in front of Brush and his entourage. Junya walked up to Gerald, but
before he could get any closer, the same large man that snatched up Brush
earlier, was now standing with his hand out to block Junya from coming near the
distinguished G-Man and the rest of the gentlemen.
"Can I help you sonny?"
The large man said to Junya.
"It is okay, I know him, we go back..."
Junya said with confidence. Junya
looked up in the direction of G-Man, but Gerald did not look nowhere near
Junya.s direction. He was engulfed in conversation with Brush.
"Mr. Mickens is not doing any business this evening. I am sure he means
well...here, take his card, and call him sometime next week. I will see to it that
he gets your call."
The large man answered to Junya. The large man then
reached into his wallet and pulled out a business card. Junya took the card and
placed it in his pocket. Junya then walked passed the group of men, looking at
G-Man the entire time. Gerald did not look away once.
Junya started to feel the effects of disappointment. He felt he was ready
for the real deal when it came to the big dogs. Unfortunately, he failed to uphold
an attitude and image that he had initially impressed G-Man and his wife with.
Junya pressed the button on the elevator to go back downstairs. Before the
elevator came, Junya took the business card the guard gave him and looked at
the number, and realized that the guard gave him a card for a security service.
Junya then looked up, and immediately stepped away from the elevator, and
turned back in the direction of G-Man and Brush. Junya stood at the side of G-
Man, where the dreadlocked man was standing. The large man looked over at
him, and immediately came over to where Junya was standing.
"I thought I made it very clear that Mr. Mickens was not accepting any
new business at this time. C.mon son, the guy ripped you. Save your face and
come back when you are ready!"