Adventures of Bombquisha Vol. 1 Ep. 2

Adventures of Bombquisha Vol. 1 Ep. 2




The sun shined on her face reviving her from deep sleep. Her skin felt like velvet sliding against the Egyptian cotton sheets that smelled like Downy Fresh scent and baby powder. The fluffy cotton off-white bed cover warmed her body. She knew she could fall back asleep for another five hours. Maybe she needed it, she thought. She almost went for the sleep until her nose tickled with the most familiar comforting smell, that perfect caramel macchiato Clover would make for her. She suddenly sat up, eyes wide and realizing that she was not at home. She thought she dreamed all that happened the night before, getting hit by a rock, knocking out Jackson, setting Jacinda’s hair on fire and running into the arms of Clover how pathetic she thought. She scanned the small quaint place and not really surprised that Clover kept a clean place. The furnishings were well above average and on his salary she knew that he could never afford the luxury that filled his apartment. She looked out the ceiling to floor windows and let out the most orgasmic sigh that she could muster. Clover’s bed faced the Puget Sound and she had full blast view of the calm waters moving back and forth. The sun beamed off the waters like sparkles on the fourth of July. She got out of the bed to watch the waters. Her face planted on the window.

“Would you like the Carmel Macchiato I made for you?” Bombquisha jumped. Clover was so quiet she almost forgot that he was there. Before she spoke she silently thanked god for what she witnessed. Clover was standing there shirtless every muscle cut to godly perfection. His dark cocoa skin looked like silk, his shoulders high, proud, strong and the muscle around his shoulders looked like armor. He looked like one of the gods. He looked like an African tribe warrior and he looked like the white collar good looking brotha with an Ivy League degree. He wore drawstring pants which creased the crotch exposing the biggest bulge she has ever seen.

“I am not gonna bite you.” He said with a sinister smile.

“I know that!” Bombquisha retorted smacking her own self out of her trance. “Your house is clean enough. Is that eggs and turkey bacon I smell.” Distracting herself from him.

“Yup, I made it all by myself. Can you believe that?” He said sarcastically. Bombquisha moved him out of the way looking into his clean kitchen seeing the eggs and bacon lightly frying on the stovetop. She smiled approving.

“So uhh, I am not good at saying thank you, but thank you for last night. I had no other place to go.” She said.

“And yet you thought about me. I am happy that you got away from the South End though.”

“Yeah, I am not sure if I even have a place anymore. I have some money saved up but I don’t know anything but the South End and quite frankly after seeing your beautiful view, I am not sure if I wanna go back.” She said thinking about the night that happened before. She was quite sure that she was homeless and dreaded to see what damaged that she caused to the place after her push threw Jackson into the wall. Clover was curious of why she made that statement because of the questionable frown that he gave, Bombquisha knew she had to explain.

“Well last night when I left you I sat in the park by my old school to smoke and read. Something strange happened.” He motioned for her to go ahead with the story. “And something hit me, like a big rock. The size of a big ass truck rock hit me.” She said. She looked at him for him to say something to her but he gave her that go on ahead with the story look and she continued. “And it knocked me out for a few minutes; Carl called me to come to work this morning that’s how I woke up. I didn’t know how long I was out and when I came aware I looked at my phone and it was 2:30 in the morning. I thought that Jackson maybe worried that I wasn’t there and I rushed home and found Jackson in the bed with this stupid fucking bitch that supposed to be my friend, hoe-ass Jacinda. I pushed him and he landed against the wall and I set Jacinda’s hair on fire….with my hands. She winced as she told the story Clover, knowing that she sounded ridiculous and crazy she waited for him to throw her out of his house. He sat there for a moment almost like he wanted to laugh.

“I guess this explains what the meteor hit.” He said. “It was on the news this morning the small meteor hitting the park near your house. Haven’t heard anything about your house so I think you’re safe.” He confidently said.

“So you knew this whole time and your ass didn’t say anything?”

“I was waiting on you to say something. I put two together and you reeked of sulfur when you came in last night. So I figured that you had a close contact with the rock and your new powers are probably just some energy coming from the contact.”

“No dude. I feel different inside.” Bombquisha explained.

“No dude? Well how so?” He snapped.

“I feel stronger, not that I wasn’t strong before because I can kick many ass, but I can literally feel it tingling all over my body. Like lil shock waves or something.” She calmly said while sipping her coffee.

“You can kick ass huh, I bet if we would wrestle right now you couldn’t.” He was trying to be flirty and Bombquisha wasn’t. Her mind was wrapped up in getting her things. Ignoring what he said she asked Clover if he would come with her to get her things and they set off to the South End.

Bombquisha was reluctant to go to her house as usual. The dirty kitchen from last night is not the first time Jackson left it dirty. Jackson always left the house dirty. Bombquisha didn’t clean for a whole week straight to see if Jackson would get tired of the mess and by the grace of God he would actually get up off his lazy ass and clean up the mess. Well, he didn't. He left her house unkempt, smoky and full of chaos just like her life.

She didn't say much to Clover on the drive to her house, too wrapped up in her thoughts about what the scene was like over there and how the exchange between Jackson and Clover would be. Although Jackson is less of man than Clover, he's still a fighter and he doesn't back down easily. Bombquisha was hoping that she would get her things and leave the apartment without incident. They pull up to the apartment, it seemed quiet unmoved, across the park had the entire community attention so getting in and out without being seen made Bombquisha feel better. She entered the apartment Clover hovering her and entered into a unusually clean apartment. She went into the living room and Jackson and Jacinda sitting there looking at Bombquisha like she was a freak. Jackson was all smiles until he noticed Clover right behind her.

“Jacinda and I were talking and we wanted to apologize for hurting you last night, I dunno what happened, but we want to make amends.” Bombquisha, studying Jackson knew that he was only saying this because he had nowhere to go and she didn’t know why Jacinda was even there. Jacinda’s look went from almost happy to angry the moment the words flew from Jackson’s mouth.

“Jackson, we need to talk in the kitchen.” Bombquisha motioned for him to head to the kitchen when Jacinda spoke.

“Whatever you need to say you can say it in front of me!” Jacinda demanded.

“Ok. Jezze Bell, Jackson I am moving out. I am taking my clothes you keep everything else and you can find a way to pay this months’ rent which is due today. Oh and don’t try to leave because I made sure that you are liable for the money. Since Jacinda can fuck you good, she should be good at taking care of you just like I did. Ain’t that right Jacinda?” Jacinda rolled her eyes and looking up to see Clover and a twinkle came from her eye. Before Bomquisha could speak Clover said it all for her.

“You’re not my type.” Clover smiled at Bomquisha.

“Who the fuck are you man? Why are you here in my house, Jackson jumped to Jacinda’s defense.”

“I am the man that Bombquisha deserves.” Clover came towards Jackson instigating a fight between them.

“Oh what Bombquisha deserves?!” Jackson said as he came to meet Clover. Intensely engaging each others hostile stare down Bombquisha had stepped in the separate them and Jacinda jumped up.

“I dunno why the fuck you are jumping up.” Bombquisha shouted at Jacinda.

“Because I am not gonna let anyone hurt my man like you did.” No sooner than Jacinda said those words Bombquisha’s hand extended and flames came out of her hand, this time it wasn’t going to miss. Jacinda was going to take the hit full blown in the face but Clover’s unseemly fast moves pushed Jacinda down and moved Bombquisha’s hand and the blast hit the clock knocking it from its hanging spot. Bewildered Bombquisha ran upstairs to get her things and get away from the mele. Jackson attented to Jacinda who was barely hurt.

“You two freaks are made for each other.” Jackson said not even attempting to try Clover.

“Yeah we are.” Clover said as he ran towards the upstairs but Bombquisha was already sloppily packed headed towards the door. Clover ran after her outside as she ran for the nearest payphone which was down the street from her now old place. Clover was almost out of breath when he caught up with her.

“Wha, why did you run out like that?” Clover sincerely asked, but the look on Bombquisha’s face gave it all away. He knew he had to come clean to her one day but today wouldn’t be the day. Bombquisha studied him with the phone in her hand and the ring tone buzzing. She didn’t know what to think of Clover but she knew that she didn’t want to break it off with him so she obliged him.

“Well I do not like anyone speaking for me. I wanted to talk to Jackson myself and I am not YOUR girl yet!” Bombquisha shouted. She was so pissed she felt the fire burn inside of her. She slammed the phone back on the hook and broke the payphone. There was a big fist in it. Her big eyes met Clovers and they took off.

Meanwhile at the park Agent Hal was looking at the pictures that he took of the meteor when he was distracted by the sound of the payphone breaking. He watched the attractive couple flee the scene leaving the crushed in payphone receiver dangling off its hook. His amazement confirmed his theory that the meteor did indeed hit something or someone and he found the person that peeked his interest and swiftly took pictures of Bombquisha and Clover and Clover’s license place as they speed away.