Nique's POV:
I was chewing on a dorito when I peeped Jerome walking off and Trish walking the other way. They've been feuding like hell ever since she had gotten those DNA results.
I was not about to let him leave, especially when I knew my girl missed him. She was hurting right now and needed her space but I knew she missed him.
"Where the hell you going?" I yelled at him when he started walking to his car.
"The hell away from here!" He yelled back at me. Who the fuck did he think he was talking to?
"And leave your boy's celebration party? Get yo ass inside." I said, snapping back at him.
He just stood there for a minute looking at me, he was kind of grinning. I blinked at him a few times and he eventually came back to reality. I turned around and started walking back to my spot on the patio. Jerome followed, thank god.
I grabbed a seat on my baby's lap and kissed his cheek. Jerome grabbed a beer and chilled out by us. Jon Jon and Tyrese were both cracking jokes with a few of our friends.
The party was going so well so far. I wish Trish would come out the damn house, she's usually the life of the party. Terry and Jerome began running their mouths for a minute. I was busy giggling in his ears cause his hands were all over my ass.
He began cuddling up to me and giving me kisses. I was grinning hard as hell when I saw Trish arguing with the fuck boy in the kitchen.
I hope she wasn't drunk again. She would not stop throwing up earlier. The party hadn't even started and she was puking at 9 in the morning. I have no clue how she got her hands on alcohol in the first place but who knows, since she's been hanging with Britney.
Britney and Tamika were cool cheerleaders but they were crazy. Britney used to do crack and cocaine but now she pops pills. I don't comment on it, it's her life as long as she doesn't bring that shit around me.
Terry slapped my butt so I'd get up and we all headed for the dance floor. Trish had finally came out the house and started twerking on Britney's brother Nick.
I was grinding on Terry and drinking a wine cooler when we heard yelling. When I turned around Trish was kissing on Britney and Jerome was causing hell.
He snatched them off each other and started yelling at both of them. I guess Britney's brother got offended and swung on him. Before I could do anything every body was throwing bottles and fists were flying everywhere.
"Oh shit!" Jon Jon yelled, running over to the fight to break it up.
"Stop!" I yelled pulling Terry back.
A few girls tried to get Trish from under the fight and a few guys tried breaking it up. I was shoving people out the way trying to grab Terry. Nick swung on him and busted his lip. I mushed a girl out my way and punched Nick in his jaw. Jon Jon pulled me back and punched Nick too.
After the brawl had gotten broken up and the dust had settled, there was blood on the grass, broken bottles everywhere, peoples' cups were crushed in the dirt, and pieces of hair.
"Fuck that nigga yo!" Tyrese yelled, Jon Jon had his arms wrapped around his upper body, pulling him back.
Nick, Britney, Tamika and Kevin had fled the scene. Trish was on the ground crying and people started running. I grabbed Trish and walked with her into the house when two cop cars pulled up.
I slid the curtains over the door and put all the liquor bottles under the counter. Trish was in the bathroom. I walked down the hall to check on her.
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Nique's Chronicles
Teen FictionAfter transferring from the ghettoes of Atlanta, Georgia's Cross Creek High, 15 year old Za'Nique Johnson falls in love with 17 year old Terrance Jackson while attending the most posh private school in South Carolina. Za'Nique also known as "Niq Niq...