Pure Smut, Nothing Else

Part 5: Hoes Before Bros?

I finished licking the rest of my ice cream before the bell for lunch had rang.

"Nooo, I'm not done yet!" My best friend squealed.

"Jazzy, you better stuff it in your mouth and walk, because I'm leaving without you," I said back.

I started to walk away, until I noticed Jazmine had shoved the ice cream so suddenly into her mouth and latched onto my arm.

"Hey!" I yelped, as I tried to shove her off, but to no avail.

"Yur mot beaving bithout mre!"

"What?"

She gulped down what she swallowed and repeated her words. "I said, 'You're not leaving without me!'"

"Oh." I chuckled a little. "Okay, but do you really have to be a leech for my affection? I mean I don't mind it, but what about your boyfriend?"

Jazzy had gone quiet. "He's alright," she said back, slumping down while still attached to my arm.

I was worried about this. Every time I brought Luis up. She always went silent or changed the topic as fast as she could.

We kept on walking, not talking to eachother as we did so. She looked up at me, then looked down at her feet. She felt awkward. Her grip on my arm had gotten loose, but still hung on to me.

"Hey," I beckoned as I nudged her.

"Hmm?"

"Is Luis okay?" I patted her head, whilst walking into my classroom.

"What do you mean?" She released her arms apart from mine.

"Does he....treat you well?"

Her eyes drifted off to the side. "Y..yes."

"Jazmine," I placed my hand on her shoulder, "do you feel okay around him?"

Her lips twitched, as if she she wanted to respond, but couldn't. Instead, she pointed towards the clock on the wall.

"I guess I'll see you later then, Jazzy."

She nodded and soon left for her class.

School passed by within a blur. I just couldn't count the seconds until I could finally figure out what she meant to say. What she wanted to say. My mind was filled with how she avoided my questioning. I couldn't get her off my mind. Damn it.

Jazzy was my best friend since 6th grade. We did just about everything together. We didn't care about the world because the world didn't care about us. Our parents weren't playing much of a role in our lives, so we just blurred them out. Blurred them and only worried about ourselves and eachother. Shit, she was the one person I shouldn't have tried to care about, yet I just couldn't get her out of my damn head.

The bell for my last class rang. My head was still buried with the thought of her, as I trudged down the hall. We usually met up at the park after school was out and I'd drive her home. I was worried, but why should I be? She's like my sister, and I don't like her like that. Besides, she had Luis.

She doesn't need me......right?

I shook my head. Her words worried me, but I know she's fine. She has no bruises. I've seen her boyfriend give her morning and goodbye kisses. I shouldn't be worried.

But that feeling of dread wouldn't shake off of me. No matter how hard I tried, her actions haunted me. I couldn't bear to know why she was acting that way. I just wanted to go back to when we were kids and hug her as she would leap into my arms after we were done playing. Her embrace always seemed to cheer me up every time my parents yelled at me. No, I need to know why she was like that.