Biracial

Chapter 29:

Rashad.

Asia pissed me off with that shit yesterday. She ain't have to fight Chasity. Because there were other ways she could've put her in her place without all that unnecessary drama. But she didn't think about that and now she at home with a stupid ass ticket.

We have to talk.

Some of the shit I said was unjustifiable, yes I know. The fact that I was basically taking up for her is just... ion know.

"Come open the door." She hung up.

I know she still gotta attitude with me, so it's gon' be a hot minute before she bring her ass to the door.

My thing is that she didn't have to fight. And if she was going to, at least let the bitch leave with some dignity. I'm not saying what Chasity did was okay because that shit was far from okay. The fact that she switched schools, and moved whole states — supposedly for me — is mind blowing. Then the whole thing at lunch, she obviously saw Asia in my lap.

Whatever mission she was hoping to accomplish yesterday, she succeeded. She got under Asia's skin, and ended up with a broken nose.

I fucked up by even still talking to that girl after she left. 'Cause now she on some psychotic shit.

You don't change states for a nigga who's in a relationship, first of all. Then don't start shit with his girlfriend, 'cause we see what that got you.

"Are you just going to stand there looking stupid, or are you going to come in?" I turned around, looking at Asia.

Is it bad that I wanna smash right now? She had her hair up in a messy bun, a black tank top, some little ass shorts, some long ass socks and her glasses.

"No, you're not getting any, so you can let your lip go."

"Anyway." She moved to the side and let me in, shutting it behind me.

She brushed past me, making me grab her arm and pull her back to me. I picked her up by her waist, wrapping her legs around me, taking her upstairs.

"You can kill that attitude shit." She sucked her teeth and rolled her eyes.

I pushed the door open and tossed her on the bed then sat on the edge of the dresser.

"Don't throw me, punk ass." She threw a pillow at me.

"Chill out."

"What–the fuck–ever. You wanted to talk, so talk Shad." She folded her arms across her chest.

"What was that shit yesterday?"

To be honest I think it's something deeper than what she's letting off. I know Asia.

I know when she mad, when she giddy, when she on her cycle, all that.

"She fucking tried it."

"What pissed you off more: her being there or that she was in my face?"

"Both. That's not what made it worse though." I stayed quiet letting her know that she could continue. "You sat there and took up for her. You let her be all in YOUR face, and it took me getting out of your hold to move her. Quite honestly I don't think you would've made her." She shrugged.

"Asia how you sound? Holding you down and trying to move her was difficult."

"So? I told you to let me go and all of that shit could've been avoided."

"No, it wouldn't have. Whether I let you go willingly or the same way you did, you still would've done it."

"And here you go. Why is it that you're justifying the shit she did?"