- Brooklyn -
It was finally the weekend, and I was chillin' at home, near the pool reading a book.
My mom came outside, wearing a soft white robe, and bed slippers. Must've waken up from her nap. " Someone's at the door for you. " She said. I nodded, and headed towards the door. I opened it seeing Joyce.
I let her in, and we went back towards the pool.
" So what brings you here? And how'd you know where I live? " I asked. " I'm smart. " She smiled. I just gave her a firm nod. " Okay, I just want to talk about Desmond. " She stated.
" Look I don't like him, he's just my friend. " I shook my head. I was about to continue, but then she said something. " It sure seems like it. " She crossed her arms standing up. " Look, I don't care if you jealous, if you think I like him, if you think he like me. But don't come to my house, starting shit ain't got time for it. " I snapped. " Okay? " I looked up at her.
Before I knew it her manicured hand went across my face giving me a scratch. I felt my face, and my blood boiled with rage. I stood up, and pushed her into the pool. She screamed, and I walked away, leaving her there.
" Mom! " I shouted going into the kitchen. Mom looked at me, and I guess I had a scratch, because she gave me a worried look. " What's going on? " She asked. " I'll tell you later. " I crossed my arms. " Can you give me my ointment? " I asked. She nodded, and went into the bathroom.
She gave me the ointment, and went outside. I went upstairs, and laid on my bed.
Right then my phone started ringing. I answered it, with much attitude. " What? "
" Oh dang, should I call back later.............or what? " I heard Desmond's voice. " No, I need to speak to you. " I said with anger. " What's wrong? " He asked. " The fact that your jealous ass best friend, coming over my house starting shit with me! " I shouted. " Oh, how she get to your house? " He asked. " I don't know. She a stalker? " I asked. " Look Desmond, we haven't even been friends for long, and drama already starting. If it keeps coming, i'm not hanging out with you anymore, because I really don't need drama right now. " I shook my head.
" No, i'll make sure it won't. " He whined. " But I can't make promises. Joyce is crazy. " He said and there was a moment of silence. " You know it really just pissed me the fuck off that you said that. Why can't you just stop being friends with Joyce? Why I gotta face the damn consequence of her damn actions. " He snapped. " Because you're her friend. " I tried to explain.
" And, aren't you mature enough to work your way around her, to keep your fucking distance? Are you mature enough that if she open her fat ass mouth, you'll turn the other cheek, because then i'm not the problem you are, because you listening and giving in to the stupidass shit she saying. " He said.
My heart was pounding, blood boiling, and under arms sweating. I'm ready to burst into flames. I feel like beating Joyce's and Desmond's asses right now.
" If she keeps her mouth shut then i'll be good. " Was all I said before I hung up.
- Desmond -
I need to punch something. Like now!
I went out the house, grabbed my boxing stuff, and left. I got onto my motorcycle, putting all my material under my seat, then drove to the gym.
When I got there, only two people were there. Courtney and Jacob.
" Hey Des! " Courtney squealed running to me. She jumped on me, and pecked my lips. Courtney is not my girlfriend, but she has a major major crush on me, and she'll show it. Sometimes, I get mad at her for just acting like we're together, and sometimes I don't, and today I ain't in the mood.
" Naw, Court I ain't in the mood. " I said putting her down. " Aw. What's wrong? " She sighed.
" Something. " I said walking past her. " Girl problems? " Jacob asked. " Yea, why they so stuck up man? " I asked. " I don't know, i'm still tryin' to figure it out myself. " He shrugged, and hit the bag. I put my stuff into my locker, and then started hitting my bag with all my might. Hard and quick.
A couple hours later, I was in the ring, hitting a bag in a human shape form. My phone started ringing, and I saw it was Hazel.
" Wassup. " I said steadying myself. " Where are you? " She asked. " At the gym. " I said. " Okay, mom was worried. " She said. " I just had to get away. " I shook my head. " Tell me what happened when you get home. " She said. I nodded like she could see me, but then I realized she couldn't.
" Okay. "
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I got out the shower, throwing on some gray black joggers, and no shirt. I moisturized my curly hair, and laid on my bed.
My phone started ringing and I checked it seeing it was Brook.
" What? " I asked. I ain't so mad anymore, since I got most of my anger out on the bean bag, but I'm still a little angry.
" Look i'm calling to say i'm sorry. " She said like she doesn't want drama. I don't either.
" Its okay. I mean I went off on you. But I meant what I said. " I stated. " I know and I realized you were right. " She said. " So you cool? " I asked. She sighed. " Yeah ". I could see her nodding.
" Are you cool? " She asked. " Yeah. " I said. It was silent for a moment. " Aye, I think you should join, my boxing club, team thing. " I said. " Naw, boxing ain't my thing. " She said then sucked in her breath.
" Please, it'll be fun once you're a beast at it, like me. " I chuckled. My sister Hazel walked in and sat on my bed. I put in my headphones, so it'll seem like she's not there. I already told Hazel about the Brook thing, and she agreed with me. She said she doesn't like Brook, but she doesn't know her like I do. " Hmmph. "
" Please Brook, you got me begging, and I hate begging. " I demanded. " Fine i'll go for a little, but if I get knocked out or anything i'm quiting. " She said. " Oh the first couple times, you might get knocked out, depending on if the person is better than you. " I said. " What?! " She semi-shouted.
" No they're still a beginner, but they're either better than you or worse. " I said. " I'm probably better, I take karate. " She said saying it like a Japanese person. I laughed my ass off, and my voice went high pitch like I little girl. Then Brook started laughing this laugh like she was gasping for air. I was dead man.
When we cooled down a little bit, I was about to talk when she started laughing, and I chuckled. This girl crazy.
" I'ma be beating some ass on the square. " She said confidently. " Boxing isn't like karate, look we gone practice on our own time. If you don't want to be on the team. " I said. " Okay, but no, i'll be on the team. " I said
