Chapter Seven

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Rose, Reagan

Fuck. I wanted to scream. I wanted to shout. The pain of the needle sinking into my arm made me want to cry, but instead I settled for biting down on my bottom lip.

"Damn. I'm not almost done, Reagan. You sure you don't want to wait for tomorrow to come back and get it finished?"

I bit down on my lip even harder with my eyes closed. I knew my face was probably red due to my light skin and I knew I wanted my ass to finish but couldn't stand the pain any longer to say. I really just wanted to go get some Chinese food and call it a night.

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Sitting on my bed, eating Chinese food, I started laughing at Karter's face as he did the duck lips.

Karter was my best friend up until the day he left me, well for college. We don't see each other that much except for his breaks which really sucks for me because I wish I could see him more to release every bit of info I have to tell him. dreams, though because it won't happen

"What are you doing ex best friend?"

"Don't even go there, man. You know you still my girl even when I'm down here in LA."

I rolled my eyes. "Whatever, but really what are you doing Karter?"

"Shit nothing, chilling. I just got back from work so I'm just chilling and shit. How is my brother?"

I rolled my eyes again because I knew he was referring to Romeo, his one and only stupid and ugly, okay he's not ugly, but seriously fine brother.

"I don't know, maybe you should call him because he isn't over here bud."

He laughed as I caught whiff of the dimple that shown in his cheek. His brother looked just like him, in a way. He just happened to take from their father, while Romeo took his light skin from his mother. Not to mention the fact they weren't anything alike. Romeo was rude, and mean, no one fucked with him while Karter was the go to boy and everybody talked to him. I just happened to be his bestfriend.

    "What the fuck happened now wit' y'll man?"

     I rolled my eyes and scoffed.
"You act like your brother isn't a piece of shit, man. He always want to get the punani but act like he don't give a fuck and act a ass. You should've seen how his dumb ass was talking to me the other day."

     "Ain't shit funny," I spoke smiling because he was so ugly when he laughed. "Your brother is an ass and got the nerve to be jealous when it's nothing but tucking between us."

    
        "It is funny, man. I just can't believe y'll still messing around and acting a fool. You know I support you in what you do but you need to lay low with the shit you be doing. I heard about what happened and although I agree wit' you on some aspects; I don't think he was jealous. Just looking out for fan."

      I rolled my eyes.
"Of course he would tell you what happened at the club. His ass a snitch man, butttt it wasn't even like that with me and boy. You know I wouldn't do that, an--"

        "I don't know what you would do Reagan, you know you fall to easily too shit like that. You shouldn't have een' kissed him."

      "What you mean I shouldn't have kissed him? When did you start running on my ass like this, man?"

   He had never responded like this before. I knew him and his family was their for me, my own family, but I'm about to be grown. I make my own decisions and at tat moment I know I didn't make a wrong decision. I did what was best and sooner or later people will realize that I'm the cause for our success. Reagan.


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       I crossed my arms and rolled my eyes while looking at the back of my momma a big ass head.

    "Momma? Can I please drive, I me--"

      She turned to me with a mug on her face and crosses her arms just like me while rolling her neck like hood rat she really was.

     "No, hell no! Your car got took for a reason baby and that wasn't for me to turn around a week later and give it back to you. Maybe you would've gotten it back if you wouldn't have pulled that stunt."

       It didn't matter to me. I didn't have to go anyway. I was smart with or without school. Fuck her, fuck my dad, and fuck school. I'm not going to say sorry for what I did, I wish I would, I just won't go.

    I turned around with a smirk on my face about to walk up the stairs.

    "Where do you think your going, Reagan?"

      I rolled my eyes and didn't waste my time turning around.

     "Where does it look like I'm going, Rose?"

       I heard her breath in and out and I knew she wanted to touch me, but she wouldn't. She would never lay a finger on me and I knew guilt always hit her hard when she thought about it.

     "Don't fucking talk to me like that Reagan, ok? I'm your mother, I do things because that's what I'm suppose to do, and just because your not driving to school doesn't mean your not going. So get your backpack and come on."

      I shrugged my shoulders and walked down the stairs again and picked up my backpack. I had to see stinking Romeo and last but not least Domonique. Makes me smile.

     Williams, Rose

He looked at me with a smirk before grabbing both of my legs forcefully and getting in between them.

"What your husband doesn't know won't hurt him."

I looked at him and smile. I grabbed onto his face and pecked his lips with a smirk. Oh how I loved this man.

     

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