to vacate the judgment. Those are your two options.”
“Oh my God, I can’t believe this,” I thought I was saying it my head, but the words came out of my mouth.
“I’m sorry, Miss Parker. Is there anything else I can help you with?”
No, that’s it. Thank you.” I said, ending the call.
This was crazy. My account with over four million dollars was now frozen. Every penny of it, and I had no clue of why. Then a thought popped into my head. Nah, it can’t be. The only person I could think of was Marlon. But why would Marlon file a debt against me? I didn’t know what to think, but I knew I needed to get in contact with him, so I dialed his number, but after three consecutive tries, I didn’t get an answer.
“Fuck!”
I rushed to my closet and pulled out the Nike sneaker box I kept my cash in. I removed the stacks of money and started counting them. At least I had some cash on hand. I counted two hundred thousand dollars which was more than enough to hold me over until this issue got resolved.
I took a quick shower, got dressed and headed out. I needed to find Marlon. Deep in my gut I knew he had something to do with this. I just knew it.
I called every number that I had for him, but never got an answer. I also went to his apartment, but no one was there. Something was up. There was no sign of him at all. Not one trace.
I sat in my car in front of his apartment building and tried to figure out what the fuck was going on, but I didn’t even know where to begin. I felt my emotions twisting and twirling. I wanted to cry. I just wanted to sit there and cry my eyes out, but that wouldn’t help, so I started the car and drove off.
When I pulled up to my grandmother’s house, I parked and ran inside. My nerves were so shot; I didn’t know what to do. I had plans to go to church, but now I didn’t even feel like going there, and I probably needed it. I sat on my bed and stared at the wall. What else could go wrong?
After ten minutes of doing nothing, I decided to use my time wisely and get some laundry done. My grandmother usually washed Dorian’s clothes, but since her visit to the hospital, I had taken over that responsibility. I gathered my things and bought them downstairs to the laundry room in the basement and then I went into Dorian’s room to get his things.
I carried his laundry basket downstairs and emptied the soiled clothes onto the floor to separate them. When I shook out a pair of his jeans, something fell out the pocket. I reached down and picked it up. It was a wad of cash; all one hundred dollar bills. I couldn’t tell how much it was, but I knew it was a lot.
With so much on my mind, I didn’t pay too much attention to the money. I just put it to the side and made a mental note to say something to Dorian when he came in, but when I grabbed one of his hoody sweatshirts, a brown paper bag fell out the front pocket.
I stared at the bag lying on the floor. Something told me not to open it, but I was too nosy. I just had to know what was in it. I reached in and pulled out the contents. It was plastic baggie with a big, white rock in it.
“I don’t believe this muthafucka…” I mumbled.
Immediately I pulled my phone from my pocket and dialed Dorian’s number, but I kept getting his voicemail. I stormed upstairs to let my grandmother know what I found. She was going to be very upset, but I had to tell her. I had to let her know what her grandson was out there doing.
On my way upstairs, I heard a reporter on the news discussing a trade in baseball, and they mentioned Marlon’s name. I stopped in my tracks and was glued to the television.
“And reports are coming in this morning about the trade involving Marlon Giles to the Los Angeles Dodgers for a fourth round draft pick in next year’s draft…”
“I think this is a good trade, Bill. What do you think?”
I grabbed the remote and hit power. I heard all I needed to hear. Marlon was on the other side of the country; that’s
“Oh my God, I can’t believe this,” I thought I was saying it my head, but the words came out of my mouth.
“I’m sorry, Miss Parker. Is there anything else I can help you with?”
No, that’s it. Thank you.” I said, ending the call.
This was crazy. My account with over four million dollars was now frozen. Every penny of it, and I had no clue of why. Then a thought popped into my head. Nah, it can’t be. The only person I could think of was Marlon. But why would Marlon file a debt against me? I didn’t know what to think, but I knew I needed to get in contact with him, so I dialed his number, but after three consecutive tries, I didn’t get an answer.
“Fuck!”
I rushed to my closet and pulled out the Nike sneaker box I kept my cash in. I removed the stacks of money and started counting them. At least I had some cash on hand. I counted two hundred thousand dollars which was more than enough to hold me over until this issue got resolved.
I took a quick shower, got dressed and headed out. I needed to find Marlon. Deep in my gut I knew he had something to do with this. I just knew it.
I called every number that I had for him, but never got an answer. I also went to his apartment, but no one was there. Something was up. There was no sign of him at all. Not one trace.
I sat in my car in front of his apartment building and tried to figure out what the fuck was going on, but I didn’t even know where to begin. I felt my emotions twisting and twirling. I wanted to cry. I just wanted to sit there and cry my eyes out, but that wouldn’t help, so I started the car and drove off.
When I pulled up to my grandmother’s house, I parked and ran inside. My nerves were so shot; I didn’t know what to do. I had plans to go to church, but now I didn’t even feel like going there, and I probably needed it. I sat on my bed and stared at the wall. What else could go wrong?
After ten minutes of doing nothing, I decided to use my time wisely and get some laundry done. My grandmother usually washed Dorian’s clothes, but since her visit to the hospital, I had taken over that responsibility. I gathered my things and bought them downstairs to the laundry room in the basement and then I went into Dorian’s room to get his things.
I carried his laundry basket downstairs and emptied the soiled clothes onto the floor to separate them. When I shook out a pair of his jeans, something fell out the pocket. I reached down and picked it up. It was a wad of cash; all one hundred dollar bills. I couldn’t tell how much it was, but I knew it was a lot.
With so much on my mind, I didn’t pay too much attention to the money. I just put it to the side and made a mental note to say something to Dorian when he came in, but when I grabbed one of his hoody sweatshirts, a brown paper bag fell out the front pocket.
I stared at the bag lying on the floor. Something told me not to open it, but I was too nosy. I just had to know what was in it. I reached in and pulled out the contents. It was plastic baggie with a big, white rock in it.
“I don’t believe this muthafucka…” I mumbled.
Immediately I pulled my phone from my pocket and dialed Dorian’s number, but I kept getting his voicemail. I stormed upstairs to let my grandmother know what I found. She was going to be very upset, but I had to tell her. I had to let her know what her grandson was out there doing.
On my way upstairs, I heard a reporter on the news discussing a trade in baseball, and they mentioned Marlon’s name. I stopped in my tracks and was glued to the television.
“And reports are coming in this morning about the trade involving Marlon Giles to the Los Angeles Dodgers for a fourth round draft pick in next year’s draft…”
“I think this is a good trade, Bill. What do you think?”
I grabbed the remote and hit power. I heard all I needed to hear. Marlon was on the other side of the country; that’s
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