The Darkness in Me (On Hold)

Chapter 4

"Ewww, you're nasty!" I laughed.
"No, you're just weird, how do you not like avocado? Weirdo ass" my friend, Treshayla said.
"Chris tell her she's wrong" I urged
"Nah, I'm straight." He said with an attitude. He's been acting funny since Treshayla got here. We're at lunch rn. Me and Chris found our seats first then Treshayla asked to sit down. HE TOLD HER NO! Like what the hell.
"Can you get out of your feelings for like two seconds? Like damn."
"Fuck you" he said getting up walking off. What the hell?
We have the same schedule . I'm going to see him in 15 minutes. We have to address this at some point in time. And nigga you don't know where your going.
"What's his problem?"
I shrugged "I'll talk to you tonight boo" i said walking off.
I found him in the parking lot, getting in a sleek black lambo. I jog over and get in the car. He looks at me like I've lost my mind. It makes me giggle a little.
"What's wrong?"
"I didn't want to sit with her" he said with a shrug.
"No, I'm foreal, you've been like this all day. you're cold and harsh to everyone. Especially the people who talk to me."
"Cocky much?" He scoffs.
"No! You're being weird. You're like a little ass kid. If sht doesn't go your way you throw a damn fit! If i don't give you my undivided attention you fuckin lose it" I yelled. Why am I always yelling at him? Cause he's always doing some sht, that's why. Great now I'm having conversations with myself. .-.
"Shut the fuck up! Get out of my car!"
I rolled my eyes "gladly!" I yelled slamming the door behind me.
I heard his door open and his footsteps behind me. "Jhene wait!"
I kept it pushing. I don't understand him. He's so fuckin bipolar. One minute he's like fuck off, the next he's trying to make me laugh.
He got mad when Timothy, a annoying jock who I have no interest in, asked for a pencil. And even if i did like him, it's none of his freaking beeswax.
He grabbed my arm spinning me around.
"What?!" I semi-yelled
"Why you always walking away from me?"
I punched him in his chest
"You just said get the fuck out of your car!!!"
"I didn't think you'd listen" he said in an obvious tone.
"Why are you always trying to mess with my head. You're so subliminal. I can't read your mind. How you act is what i can interpret of you. I don't have telepathy."
"No sht."
I rolled my eyes. "Smart ass."
He just smiled. And that's all it took. That sexy crooked smile makes me melt for him. That's the only way he could've gotten away with all his slick sht today.
And I love when he gets mad. I feel all weird when he looks at me in anger. Honestly, I really want to have angry sex with him. And I'm a virgin. Yes i have my vcard, you can stop holding your breath now.
But back to him. His angry stare does it all for me. I get puddles in my panties when he yells at me. The way his muscles tense up when he's mad. The way he clenches his jaw. Well great now I'm all hot and bothered.
I fidget under his uneasy stare.
"Can we go now?" I whisper.
"What were you thinking about." Oh gosh.
"Nothing now let's go.
He looked at me then started walking.
"Fine... But you're a terrible liar." I looked then he looked. And all we could do was laugh.