/Guilty Conscience/

/Chapter 13/

Monday Night - 10:43 PM - DeShauns Party

"Man, I dont wanna," Denaun shook his head.

"Scared?" DeShaun raised an eyebrow and grinned. "You have to, she wont get mad at you, she'll be pissed at Kenny. Your just gonna let her sit here and get drunk while her boyfriends in the next room all over that other girl?"

"Uh, yeah." Denaun shrugged. "I just dont wanna do it." He stared at DeShaun as DeShaun looked as if he was in thought. He never should have told Deshaun what he saw. DeShaun was now on his riteous 'do the right thing' kick.

"Fine, if you wont do it, then I will." DeShaun shrugged. Denaun rolled his eyes as his friend walked away.

"Hes doin the right thing," A voice spoke up beside him and Denaun looked around, and stared at Rob.

"I know," Denaun shrugged. "I just hate being the one that saw that... its all going to come back on me somehow, Im sick of the drama."

"Its okay." Rob grinned.

"Yeah," Denaun shrugged. "Whatever works for everyone else, I guess. Im goin over to talk to them," he pointed at Marshall, Rufus and Von, "You can come with, if you want. Have you met them?"

"I met the white kid," Rob grinned. "Not the other ones."

"Ah huh." Denaun nodded. "Come on," He nodded towards them and they walked across the room together.

"I did a rap with Freddy Fox, on the mix show power summit... You ever heard of it?" Von looked around at Rufus, who shook his head and Marshall, who shrugged.

"I heard of it." Rob said, catching the sentence as they stood in front of the group of guys. "Man, I know your voice from that song too..."

"Really?" Von grinned. "Great man, whatd you think?"

"I loved it, Im down, man you got serious writing skills, I loved the lyrics," Rob said, shaking Vons hand.

"Thanks," Von grinned appreciatively. "Im Von Carlisle."

"Rob Beck," Rob nodded.

"So you a fan of rap, then? Underground shit?" Rufus asked, and Rob nodded.

"Are you kidding? I rap in the underground, my alias is Bugz." Rob said, looking around at the guys, as if to see if they had ever heard of him.

"Fuck YOU KENNY!" Everyone was silent and turned around at this scream. Denise was standing in the doorway to the hallway, yelling at who Denaun assumed was Kenny and the girl he was all over. Deshaun looked over and caught his eye from across the room and winced, and Denaun sighed.

When Denise went into the hallway to continue yelling at her boyfriend, Marshall grinned at them. "Gotta love the drama," He sighed. "Speaking of drama... wheres Kim?"

"Oh, shes doin' shots in the kitchen with Murry." Denaun informed him, as DeShaun walked over to where they were all standing, with Deanna. Deanna Immediatly latched onto Rufus' side, and he smiled as she did so.

"Shit. Shes trashed enough... Ima go find her." Marshall said.

"I gotta get another beer, so Ill come with you," DeShaun said, and Rob nodded.

"Ima go to," Rob said, following the two guys into the kitchen.

"Shit," Kim slammed the shot glass on the table and put her head in her arms, leaning over so her arms were on the table. "Im gonna fuckin...puke."

"Come on Kim. Murrys beatin' you by 2 shots." Joey laughed.

"Yeah well I started drinking before her." Kim lifted her head and, deciding that wasnt the best idea, put her head back on the table.

"Whatever," Murry said, leaning back in her chair, and grinning drunkenly at Matt, across the table. "Im about ready to smoke..."

"I wanna smoke..." Kims muffled, slurred words came from beside Murry, and Murry grinned and put her hand on Kims shoulder.

"I dont think thats a good idea, Kim," Marshall said, hearing what she said when he walked into the kitchen.

"Marshall!" Kim smiled up at him, and he leaned down and kissed her forehead.

"You wreak of vodka Kim..." He said, straightening up.

"She did like, 6 shots." Matt said, and then gestured to Murry. "She did like, 8."

"NINE!" Murry said, pouring herself another shot glass and holding it up over the table. "Cheers!" She giggled and hiccupped and drank it quickly, wrinkling her nose at the taste of straight vodka.

"Shit," Rob grinned at Murry. "Girl can drink..."

"You goddamn right," Murry laughed, and closed her eyes tightly. "MY EYES ARE STINGING."

"Hmm, now theres a surprise," DeShaun laughed, opening the fridge and pulling a beer out.

"Guys, guys wanna smoke?" Murry asked excitedly, hiccuping again.

"Yeah," Matt and Kim both said at once. Kim smiled at Matt. "We gotta get Denise, I know she wants to smoke," Kim stood up, and grabbed the table, looking around for Denise, as if she was in the room.

"I dont think Denise cares right now..." DeShaun said slowly, looking into the hallway.

"Why? Yeah she does- DENI-" Kim stopped mid word, when she heard the sound of glass breaking, and Deshaun glanced into the hallway, and his eyes widened.

"WHAT THE FUCK!" He yelled, putting his beer on the table and hurrying into the hallway. "DENISE, YOU CANT FUCKING THROW THAT, IT BROKE, WHAT THE FUCK!"

"Kenny and Denise are having some issues." Marshall explained calmly, and helped Kim stand up straight.

"When are they not?" Murry said, sighing and standing up, feeling a slight head rush as she did so. "Shit, okay, lets go out back."

"Aight," Kim said, and looked at Marshall. "You coming to smoke?"

"No, its okay," Marshall shrugged. "Not in the smoking mood, I guess."

"Aight baby," She kissed his cheek and her and Murry and Matt opened the back door, and went out onto the back porch. Marshall and Rob sat at the table as Joey stood up.

"Ima go with them, or something," He said, nodding towards the back door.

"Damn, bitch..." DeShaun walked into the room as Joey walked out the back door, and he sat beside Marshall at the table, he was closely followed by Rufus, who picked up a bottle cap and played with it boredly. "She broke that fucking lamp, the one in my hallway, by the stairs. Stupid cunt throws it at Kenny like its her house or something, so now what am I gonna tell my fucking mom when she sees that?"

"I dont know man," Marshall shrugged.

"Hey, what just happened?" Denaun said, coming into the kitchen with Von, and they both leaned against the counter. "Fuckin, theres glass all over the hallway and Kenny just left with Vons sister, and Denise locked herself in the upstairs bathroom, or so Tanya and Deanna just said..."

"Fuckin, She threw the lamp at him, broke it, he probably left with the girl, got pissed at her, shes drunk as fuck shes probably puking and crying, and she can stay up there in that fucking bathroom until she pukes her brains out, for all I give a shit." DeShaun rolled his eyes. "Theres no need to throw MY fucking shit around."

"Yeah." Denaun sighed. "Thats rough man," He looked at Von, who shrugged, and then down at the floor.

"Slit your stomach and watch your gut split, gut you with that razor I use to shave my nuts wit'." Marshall said, and laughed right afterwards. When he realized he said that outloud, he cleared his throat and shrugged. "Guys, it just comes to me... I gotta write that down, Ima use that."

"Thats fuckin'..." DeShaun shook his head. "Dirty...."

"Hes a dirty motherfucker..." Denaun laughed. "Man, you know whats even dirtier?" He grinned, taking Marshalls chair when he went over to the counter to find a pen and a paper.

"What?" Von asked.

"Fuckin, we are 6 of the illest Emcees in the fucking Detriot area." Denaun looked around at the guys at the table. "All in one fucking kitchen, all drunk off our asses."

"That is pretty fucking dirty," Rob laughed. "You guys are great, Im glad I came with Murry."

"Yeah, man, we gotta do a song together or something," Rufus looked at Rob, who nodded and slapped Rufus' hand.

"Definatly, man, definatly." Rob agreed.

"We should all do a song. Like, all 6 of us." Marshall said, after he had written the rhyme down on a napkin, the best he could find, and shoved it into his pocket.

"Yeah," Von nodded. "That would be fucking, dirty ass, disgusting." He laughed.

"Yeah!" DeShaun laughed. "Theyd call us like... the dirty motherfuckers..."

"Haha!" Rob grinned. "Dirty... wait what if we got like 6 more people and we could be the dirty dozen?"

"We could just all get two fuckin names, aliases, yanno?" DeShaun suggested.

"Yeah, man, like split personalities or something?" Rufus asked.

"Something..." Rob shrugged. "We could still be the dirty dozen."

"We can have like, fans, and stuff, they can be dirty too." Denaun laughed.

"You need to be famous before you have fans." Marshall rolled his eyes. "None of us are famous yet, so yeah."

"We will be one day..." DeShaun assured him. "Guys, we could like help each other out and shit, yanno? Not forget each other when we big?"

"Yeah..." They all agreed.

"Like, a pact? Okay, whoever gets famous first, has to help the others out, cant let his dirtiness escape him..." Rob laughed.

"Yeah!" They all agreed. "Its a pact!"

"Whats a pact?" The back door opened and Kim walked in, closing the door behind her.

"Nothing," Marshall shrugged. "Why arent you smoking?"

"Oh, yeah well, I dont know. They were going down to the park, to smoke, and I just, didnt want to." She said, words slurring as she walked across the kitchen to stand by Marshall, putting one hand on his chest, the other around his lower back. "Murry and Matt started argueing about something, and Joey was getting annoyed at them, so I just wanted to stay away from all the drama, yanno?"

"Cant blame ya for that," DeShaun stood up, and shrugged.

"Wheres Denise?" Kim said, glancing into the hallway, and then looking around the room at the guys.

"Upstairs, puking her guts out, and crying." DeShaun looked down at the tiled kitchen floor, and cleared his throat, feeling bad for yelling at her like that. After all, her boyfriend was fucking around right in front of her. How insensitive could he be?

"Dont feel bad," Marshall said, catching his friends eye, and knowing what he was thinking. "She shouldnt be going off like that in someone elses house. You have ever right to be pissed off, and if she gets mad at you for telling her to cut the shit, then fuck her."

DeShaun rolled his eyes.

"Man, I wish," Rob said, under his breath, and looked up, grinning back at Von, who was smiling at him and nodding.

"Wait, what happened?" Kim asked, not following what was going on. "Shes mad at you?" Kim looked to DeShaun who sighed.

"Who knows? Go talk to her, find out." He shrugged and gestured towards the ceiling, telling Kim to go upstairs.

"Okay..." Kim said slowly, starting towards the doorway, but walking right into Rufus' chair. "Oh, shit!" She cursed, and walked carefully around him. "I didnt even see you there, Im sorry."

"Its okay," Rufus laughed and Kim continued on her way upstairs.

"Is she gonna be alright, on the stairs?" Denaun raised an eyebrow after she was completely out of the room, and Marshall shrugged.

"We'll find out in a minute, if we hear a bunch of thumps, it means, no." Rufus laughed. A few laughs around the room from each of the guys, except Marshall, who was deep in his own thought.