Young love – there’s nothing quite like it. Trying to cope with feelings you can’t hope to understand, new sensations at every turn, and trying to figure out what the heck the peepees and other naughty bits are for. Love can make you do crazy things and without the wisdom of age the problem is exacerbated. When 19-year-old Gerald (his friends call him G) woke up today, he wasn’t thinking about stealing cars, his thoughts were on his one and only love, Anabel (romantic ass name, right?). But when you’re blinded by love things aren’t always what they seem to be. See Anabel was on the run, she skipped town about 6 months ago and met Gerald at a party her first week here. The two quickly became an item which, unbeknownst to Gerald, was all part of Anabel’s plan. She needed a place to live and getting a job just wasn’t her style so she used Gerald for his home and his heart.
As time went on this she-devil began to grow tired of Gerald and his kind eyes, she was ready to find a new mark. Anabel called her old connect, Leroy, a long-time pimp and drug pusher. She said she needed some quick cash so she could afford a plane ticket to California and Leroy had just the job for her. If you’re picturing the ‘ass-to-ass’ scene from Requiem right now then you are spot on (Anabel is a dirty hoe). When she got home that night G was asleep. She collected her measly belongings and slowly crept out the door.
When G woke up he could feel something missing both in his bed and in his heart. He sprung up, grabbed his phone and ran to the front room. As the line continued to ring his eyes bounced around searching for a note, a piece of clothing, anything that had Anabel on it. She didn’t answer. Gerald had met Leroy briefly a few nights before when he sold the couple some Oxycontins and a few grams of coke. He called Leroy and said he wanted to meet up and get some more stuff.
The two met in Chelsea at the Rub BBQ on West 23rd Street. Leroy knew what Gerald was up to and brought his pistol (a .22 with a chrome grip) to the meet. Gerald immeditately confronted Leroy the Pimp about Anabel’s whereabouts. Realizing this teenager’s situation, the pimp thought it best to feed this kid a line of crap so he can move on with his life. He told Gerald that Anabel had been killed and if Leroy told anyone he would be next. As he relayed this story his hand slowly lifted the bottom hem of his shirt to reveal his weapon. Gerald saw the gun and was startled; he had never seen a fire arm in real life before.
Without another word he shot up from his seat and barged out the door. G was lost – his love was murdered and he did nothing to stop it. His chest swelled up and he could feel his eyes beginning to tear.
Just then two women were dropping their car off at the local park and pay. Randy (the parking attendant) handed the women their ticket and walked over to his post. It was Leon’s turn to park the car (other attendant) and Randy was in no mood to pick up someone else’s slack. An argument ensued between the two of them as Gerald made a B-line for the mammoth-sized vehicle. All he could see was Anabel’s face and Leroy’s gun. Before he knew it he was flying through Chelsea, side swiping busses and running reds. With flashing lights in his rear view he knew there was no turning back. He was going to kill Leroy and any unlucky bystander who was satiating their rib craving at that time. Unfortunately for Gerald, this building was much stronger than the stolen vehicle, regardless of make or model, and was only able to injure himself.
Now Gerald sits, waiting on a verdict. All because of a dirty, dirty woman named Anabel and her taste for the fast life. Let this be a lesson for lovers everywhere; you never know when the person you love is actually a nasty swindler out to do you wrong.Tweet