Will You Die With Me? by Flores & Alexander & Forbes

Author:Flores & Alexander & Forbes
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: WASHINGTON SQUARE PRESS
Published: 2007-07-15T00:00:00+00:00

“What? What for?” I was shaken. Bethune stood up and walked onto the sidewalk approach to the porch and then turned on his heel.

“She’s a thief, Fly; she stole some stuff from Joan Kelly’s purse. And you know she’s been suspected of this kind of thing before. The Servant says she’s got to be expelled.” I was numb, but I didn’t say a word. “Fly,” Bethune said, “are you okay?”

“What do you think?” I said as I got up to walk away. I hit my forehead with the palm of my hand. Damn. Shit, this is fucked up, I said to myself. I couldn’t believe they would fuck with Baby at this juncture. It seemed as if they didn’t give a fuck about nothing. After all of these years of dedicated service, these niggers choose now to fuck with me by fucking with my woman. I knew how the shit worked around here, and that meant it wasn’t Joan who had come up with this scam. It was probably the nigga I was trying to save. Yeah, I was certain, because this was the Servant’s style. I should’ve known because I was usually in on the scheme, but not this time. And here I was planning to lop off this bitch’s head to save the Servant. Man, the shit could get thick around here. I was schooled by the movement to subordinate my personal relationships and my feelings for the business of the fold. This was hard because I loved this woman.

I must set an example, I said to myself. So at her board hearing, at which I did not preside because of a conflict of interest, I showed my support for the executive decision. I did not try to defend her. I did not say one word. Bethune read the charges and she started to cry, glancing in my direction. I averted my eyes because it was hard not to help, seeing those big beautiful brown eyes filled with tears. I would not help because this could be a test, knowing how many games Huey could play with a person. I believed the Party came before my personal life, and now was my time to practice what I preached. After reading the charges, Bethune told Frances, “You have been officially expelled from the Black Panther Party with no appeal possible. You must go to your apartment and remove all of your personal belongings.” And then he added, “Oh yeah, don’t call Flores, because as you can see, he is in agreement with this move.” Bethune then nodded in my direction. I got up, took Frances by the hand, and left. I drove her to our place to collect her things. I did not say one word to her in the elevator, car, or even as she walked out of the door and out of my life.

Over the next several weeks, other people left and or were expelled from the Party. It was reminiscent of the purge in 1974. We

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