Brandon: A LeFlore High Short Story, #3
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Brandon is a good kid: an A/B student (with an occasional C for good measure); a regular attendee at Sunday Service with his mother; and an all-around good homeboy to his friends.
But Brandon's best friend, Mia, is in trouble. Brandon wants to help, but she won't talk to him, leaving him feeling useless and isolated. While he should be concerned with good grades and girls, Brandon is worried about Mia's safety, and is contemplating murder in order to save her.
When he sneaks into her house to check on her, he's not ready for what he discovers. His actions change him, changes his relationship with Mia, and thrust him into the deep waters of adulting…but Brandon can barely swim.
A LeFlore High Short Story, Vol. 3
Sherman T. Cooley
Sherman Terrell Cooley is a native of Mobile, Alabama and a proud graduate of John L. LeFlore High School (Rattler Nation). He currently resides in Jacksonville, Florida with his lovely wife, Erica, where he works in sales and marketing, and is also a personal fitness trainer (ignitefitflame.com).
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Brandon - Sherman T. Cooley
One
I glance at my watch for the third time in five minutes. Then I look back towards her cul-de-sac. The bus will be here any minute now. She’d normally already be out here. She didn’t call last night either.
Something’s wrong.
Mia’s my best friend.
She’s always there for me. Whether I need to copy some homework or need the scoop on one of her girls or needed somebody to sit with at lunch because the popular kids were too cool when we started middle school.
Mia’s always been there.
Now she won’t let me be here for her.
I know something’s wrong. I know it!
I look at my watch again. Then back towards her townhouse.
The bus is coming.
I turn and head towards her house.
When I get there, I knock on the back door. No one answers. I knock again. Still nothing. My chest starts to tighten and breathing gets that much harder.
I know where the spare key is. I can go in and check...Just to make sure she’s alright, I think. She might be in there hurt. Or worse...
If I don’t go in...? I have to.
I get the spare key from under a big boulder-like rock that’s hidden by the Azalea bush to the right of their back door. When I stick it in the lock and turn, the sound of the bold sliding free is deafening like a sledgehammer slamming against an anvil.
I pause before pushing the door open. When I finally do open it and step beyond the threshold, the first thing I notice is the brownish-red stain on the linoleum floor.
I’m not a CSI investigator or nothing but it looks like blood. I hope it isn’t Mia’s.
I can see past the kitchen and into the living room. Neither looks especially war torn. I’ve seen them looking much worse. There are empty beer bottles all over and what looks like pieces of a broken lamp over in the corner of the living room.
But the bottles and lamp aren’t what steal the oxygen from my lungs or shoot the adrenaline into my chest. It’s the small, white object sitting in the far corner of the kitchen, just short of the carpet of the living room.
I don’t want to go over there. Don’t want to verify what the nauseous feeling in my stomach is telling me it is. But still, I can’t stop my feet from moving forward, and before I want to be here, before I’m ready, I’m standing over it.
And before my reluctant knees bend to inspect it closer, I know it’s a tooth.
Mia’s tooth.
I just know it.
I fight down the bile I feel rising in my throat, burning my esophagus, stinging my eyes. I close them to relieve the burn, choke off the tears.
Then I turn and make my way upstairs, heading straight to Mia’s door, which is right ahead of the stairwell. I knock lightly and, in response, hear a muffled mumble and the slight ruffling of sheets.
I knock again, a little louder this time.
There’s no response.
When I open the door, the room is dark. The curtains are closed, and the sun isn’t strong enough to break through yet. Thinking of the time of day reminds me that by now I’ve missed the bus and will have to look out for the automated message from LeFlore telling my mama that I missed school today.
That new apprehension is pushed back as I creep to Mia’s bedside. For some reason I’m tiptoeing. I guess I don’t want Joyce to know I’m here if she’s here.
In the dark something doesn’t seem right with Mia. She’s alive. I know that much and that’s a major relief. I hear her moving. But still,