Stuck With You

The Meeting

"Leonardo Johnson, you will be placed under arrest for the treason you have subjugated against your country." Looking at General Harold O'Rien, Leondardo smirked, "No. I'm going to go home and kiss on my woman. You? You're going to go to federal prison and they're going to melt the key down." 

When the private seal team dressed in all black ran in, both men were cocky they were right. And only one proved to be the wiser of the two. 

Leo sat in the interrogation room still chuckling as one of the Seals turned to him, "You have an audience with him." 

When the door closed, Leonardo watched the tv come out of the wall and a man's face appeared in front of him. "Good evening Mr. Johnson. Comfortable?" Leonardo rolled his eyes, "I highly you had me snatched from a supermarket just so you could ask me my level of comfort. Because we both know,  it would be optimum at home in my bed." 

The white man on the screen smirked a little and looked down at the photo of the woman Leonardo was rumored to have been seen with. But even she couldn't be touched. 

"Yes I could see why you'd want to be there." Leo wanted to smash the fat f**k in the mouth for talking about Jasinda like that. But he kept cool as he sat up straight, "Alright let's cut this shit." Nose flaring, the pasty-skinned moron grunted, "How much do I need to shove out to keep you quiet?" 

Chuckling amused, Leo sneered, "And here I thought you were done with your reality show of handing out money." Eyes narrowing at the insult, THE MAN, hissed, "Don't be coy like that's not what you want." Looking through his file the know it all businessman persona came out as he sneered, "You're family has been below the poverty line since you were born. You're one of some unimportant woman's many bastards and you, yourself have nothing in education, connection, or noticeable skill to accomplish anything." 

Looking up, the racist turd snorted, "Not even rapping. And anyone can be a rapper these days." Throwing the file down thinking he'd already won, the toupee monster waved his hand, "So tell me your price, let's negotiate." 

Leo began to laugh as he lit him a fat blunt, smirking he admitted, "You think because I didn't go to some rich boarding school I know nothing? Or that I'm such a f*****g cockroach I'd let you b***h me out? You must be snorting with that cracked out wife of yours. But it's okay." 

Blowing smoke rings, Leo admitted, "I'm used to white folks like you treating me like I'm stupid or ignorant. I'm also not taking a damn thing from your sorry ass." Confused now, THE MAN leaned forward. "Then what do you want?" Leo turned to look at the screen as he admitted, "To see you get everything you deserve. And I'm about to." 

Face scrunching up, THE MAN barked, "WRONG! There is NOTHING tying my to this. NOTHING!" laughing a little, Leo taunted, "Not even a suitcase you had hidden in your company in New York?" Eyes going wide suddenly, Leo watched as men rushed in holding guns at THE MAN's  head. 

Meeting Leo's eyes frightened that HE'd been bested, Leo didn't help when he mocked, "I just wanted to be here to see the look on your face. Don't drop the soap Donny."  And then the connection was killed.

And a new day began.