MY TEACHER

20

Hailey's POV.

It's been one whole week without speaking to Christian.

My paranoia was getting the best of me. I started watching the news seeing if his name would make it but no sign.

I was thinking the worse.

I left messages after messages, calls after calls. No answer.

"Brianna take off my jacket!" I said in an overly irritated voice.

She paused looking at me after noticing my attitude.

"Me know anuh me yah bark after so...and wul yuh man frownsy jacket yah come gwan" she said clearly offended. She flung the jacket on me and pushed my dresser drawer dramatically.

"I'm sorry I'm just..stressed" I admitted and she came by my side. My birthday was the next day and I was hoping to spend it with him.

"Mi understand...Luke does the same thing" she said thinking back I guess.

"Yeah...he disappears for days then pop up back like nothing happened" she shrugged it off like it was nothing.

"What do you know" I asked her and she looked confused for a second but her face went neutral when she finally gets it.

"Well I don't know much...I know Luke works for gio" she told me and I gave her a look that said to tell me more.

"I don't know...I done seen some shit...and boy..me nuh think yuh ready fi none a dat" she said staring at me with concerned eyes. I started thinking the worst like always.

"Like what" I asked poking my head out.

"First of all when geo shot that guy who was holding you at the party...I seen them torture some man...they didn't know I saw them" she said and I could only imagine.

"Why do they do these things" I then asked.

"It's a system Brown, with a bunch of people greedy for money and power" she said shaking her head. Well how can they make the money by torturing people?

"I think they like get paid to kill or do whatever it is to people...your boyfriend though..I think he runs the whole thing" she said and my stomach fell.

"What no" I gasped at her words. I started deeping it, could Christian possibly be a...criminal. a boss at that. But he said he wasn't in any gangs.

She scoffed giving me the 'tell yourself dat' look.

"Anyways...can I have this then" she asked holding up a white t-shirt I didn't even think I wore yet. That girl was relentless.

"Yes" I said with frustration. My thumb went over his contact as I contemplated whether I wanted to call him or not.

"So what are your plans for next term" I asked her and my mind ran on natalia.

I didn't hate her because she was my favorite girly. I just wasn't expecting that from her.

I opened her messages and decided to text her.

"Well Lucas said he's gonna help me with uwi so I'm just waiting on the acceptance letter" she said casually and I gasped.

"Girl....you didn't tell me?" I looked at her with disappointment but I was happy internally. I didn't have to face the dreadful pain of finding new friends.

"Yay!..we can literally be roommates" I was so excited.

"Yay!" She squeals in a sarcastic way which made me flung a hanger at her and dodged it. She giggled and I started thinking how fun it would be, just the two of us

"Bessie but yuh birthday is tomorrow right?" She said and literally didn't even remember. It was August 7th.

"weh yuh seh jungle" she said referring to a nightclub but after what happened that night I would never go back to any party.

"No I honestly don't know" I said and she pouted.

"No worry yuh head me ago deal wid it" she said in an almost man-like voice. I swear she could be tomboy.

"And look pon yuh" she looked me up and down scornfully. Sheeshhhh...that's how bad I looked. Well my hair is in old cornrows, my toes were a disaster and my acnes chose the right time to show off themselves.

"Gosh Bri" I said looking down at myself.

"Come come put on a better pants and make me call me hairdresser" she said taking out her phone. I struggled to get off my bed.
I got up and put on a blue jeans pants and put deodorant under my armpits.

"Hopefully it nuh tree late" I heard her say and we both told ma later before we headed through the gate.

We got on a taxi a drove In town to a plaza that had hair salons, nails salons, beauty shops, the whole shebang.

We went to the hairdresser first and luckily I was next to get my hair done. She said in the next hour.

We went and got our nails and toes done together.

"Girl don't get weh me a get" Brianna fussed about me getting similar design to hers. The nails technicians laughed at her and I did too. Drama queen.

But our sets came out looking lovely. I paid for the nails and she paid for our toes.

We left the nails shop and she pulled me into a another shop. I read the sign and it's a waxing salon.

"Bri I dont know about that" I said when I read the sign.

"Miss she would like to set an appointment for 6" she told the lady looking at the available times.

"The lady at the front nods with a smile and bri and I walked out the shop and back to the hairdresser.

After the last cursed us out saying how late we were she finally started my hair.

She finished the braids in like four hours while Bri's hair only took about two hours. It' was 5: 45 when we finished.



Hailey's hair.



Brianna's hair.

Went went for wax which made me cry literally tears. Pums was nicely bald and pretty I must say.

We got food and went our separate ways and I was back alone to myself with one person on my mind.

I checked the time and it was afte 8pm and I wanted to cut the braids out from the root.

"Fuck" I said in agony spraying water at the root. This is why I stick to the evil I know...sandy wouldn't dweet suh tight.

I layed down facing the ceiling blankly until my phone pings.

Anxiety took over my stomach as I saw the name that pops up.

Can I come pick you up later? -him

Relief was the other feeling I got then it was anger.

"Christian I literally have been trying to get in contact with you for the past week and now this" I sent a voice message hoping he wouldn't left me unread.

And yes you can- I said seconds after the message turned blue.

Alright I'll be there in the next hour- was his reply.

The next feeling was euphoria and anxiety.

I quickly remembered I haven't showered  and dashed into the bathroom.

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