Pills N Potions

Chapter 2

They could never make me hate you. Even though what you was doing wasn't tasteful. Even though you out here looking so ungrateful, ima keep it moving be classy and graceful.

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I wake up to my body shaking vigorously. Dre is shaking me awake. I slowly sit up and rub my eyes.

"Yes?"

"Get up. We have an all white party to go to and you have ten minutes. "

At that note I jump out of bed.

"Why didn't you wake me up earlier?!"

It wasn't going to take me a long time to get ready but I still needed to do my hair and pick out an outfit and-

"Get out the bed and don't question me." He says.

I blink my eyes, doing a double take, "Excuse me?"

"You heard me."

"No I couldn't have. Don't get slapped." I say, going to the bathroom and locking it.

I brush my teeth, and get another towel out the side cabinet to wash my face. I pop three mood stabilizers in my mouth before exiting my room. I look at the clock- 7 minutes left.

I go into my closet and get my white red bottoms out. I then get my white Vince Camuto sleeve-capped dress. I plug my curler into the wall and get to work.

I'm almost done with my hair when Dre comes in.

"We're late. Hurry up." I roll my eyes and continue to finish my hair.

He walks over to me and pulls me by my arm, causing the curling iron to fall on my other arm.

I hiss, jumping up.

"I don't know what in hell is your problem, but you need to fix it!" He yells.

I look at him and then down to my arm. The burn is already rising and I bite my lip to stop from crying. It burns so bad. There's no way I can cover it up with make up. I can already tell it's a second degree burn from nursing school.

I roll my eyes and get up. I know I should run cold water on it but I don't have enough time. I slip on my dress and then my shoes.

I grab my white Gucci clutch, white blazer and my phone then walk out.

"Finally you're ready. We're late." He grunts, struggling with his bow tie.

I sigh and walk over to him. I fix it, while looking directly in his eyes. He leans down to kiss me, but I turn around and walk to the door.

"C'mon, we are going to be late." I say.

"No breakfast?"

"Listen here. You are the one waking me up late. I didn't even know we were going. Now you want breakfast? I have something for you. " I say, walking into the kitchen.

I grab an apple and throw it at him. He fails to catch it.

"You should work on that." I say, narrowing my eyes at him.

"We are taking your car." He says.

"Don't we always?" I mumble, walking over to my Black Charger.

We get into the car and I let him take the driver's seat since I don't know where we are going.

After about twenty minutes we pull up at one of his friend's house. I scrunch my face up. I never liked Will. I always thought he was too pushy.

I get out and pull my dress down. Will has a bad case of wandering eyes too.

I slip my arm through his and we walk in. There are a lot of people  the halls, and kitchen. Probably bedrooms too. Will has a big house- three stories so the possibilities are endless.

"Hey Jasmine, how are you?" He asks, pulling me into a hug.

"I'm fine, thanks for asking. " I smile.

At least he's a gentleman.

He hugs Dre and then leads us both to the patio. He introduces every one to us.

"Hang on to her, Dre. She might just get taken." Another of his friends grin.

Ah. Gotta love Enrique, the humorous player. I smile.

"You don't want her. She gets up late, forgets things and is aggressive. She doesn't even make breakfast. I even had to figure out how to fix my bow tie by myself because she wouldn't help me." He says.

I look at him, "You're a lie. Are you serious Dre?"

Silence fills the air.

"Excuse me everyone. I need to go to the loo." I say, a bit of my british accent escaping.

I am not a native of Britain, but I did live three years of my life there.

I go upstairs and to the first door on my right. I go in and lock the door. I pop a few pills and then run my arm under cold water for a few minutes.  I look in the cabinet and find a wrap. I wrap it around my arm and put my white blazer on over my dress. I might now like Will so much, but that doesn't mean I haven't been here a hundred times.

I walk out and go to the kitchen. I grab the bottle of Relax wine and pour me some in a glass before walking back outside to where my boyfriend is.

I am less than three feet away when I feel a slap on my butt. I turn around and its Will. I sigh.

I am not going to lie. I have a good body. Big butt, big titts. What can I say? I have the body of an hourglass and I am not ashamed.

Will is a good man, and Dre has been slacking. If I was just another girl, then I would be ashamed to say that I love him. It was right after I got into a car crash after being out with my male friend. Dre thinks I was doing something with the guy. When I woke up from my five month coma I didn't get hugs and kisses from him. I got a "hurry up so we can go" and a shove in the process. That was over ten months ago. This is so stupid. I do everything: Cook, Clean, Feed and go to work as a nurse five times a week for ten hours. Nothing Is ever good enough.

I ignore Will and go to my man's side. Dre looks down at me and shrugs me off his shoulder. I stumble but catch myself before I fall.

I sigh and put my arm through his. He pushes me again and I fall. My glass smashes against the floor and I put my hands up to stop me from hurting myself. I put one of my arms out but fall on it, hitting my head against the concrete. Slowly my vision starts to blur.