If loving you is Wrong

Telling it like is: Rayshawn

I waited until Shyanne and Desirée boarded the bus before I head back towards the library.
Where did it all go wrong? Everything was going good until Beast Boy decided to make a show.
I was caught up in my thoughts I didn't realize that I had crossed the street and was headed towards the duck pond.
How the hell did I cross the without being hit by a car?
I fingered the cross that rested directly over my heart as I walked down the steep hill. Something… probably God… was compelling me to walk down to pond for some reason beknown to me.
Who am I to ignore the calling of God. If Desirée was here she would say that God should push me in front of a moving car.
I slowly began to pick up pace carefully stepping over duck poop. Instead of turning to the right taking the long way to the Art Museum I turned left. If I didn't hate him so much I would have walked past him mistaking him for a beggar but I recognized the trademark grey baggy hoodie he was wearing.
Or let's be serious I smelled the trademark scent of skunk bag.
I saw him standing under neither a large tree looking miserable, he was looking over at the duck pond calmly as I approached him. He didnt bother to look up when I stood besides him. The Christian inside of me wanted to offer him a word of advice or just keep walking. But the not so nice side of me wanted to haul his scrawny form and toss him into the duck pond without a moment of hesitation.
No not true first I want to puch his crooked teeth straight.
"Shy…", he looked up and saw a guy with a burly build and a serious attitude problem. He looked back down and back to the duck pond.
"Oh…its you".
Throw him right now. He wouldn't stand a chance agasint us.
Leave him alone to think over his past mistakes.
However, I did neither of these things. No matter ghow badly I wanted to watch him struggle to stay afloat on the filthy pond with grim smile on my face.
"Yeah its me", I replied gruffly.
"What do you want?".
To cause you as much pain as I can while keeping you alive.
"To let you know how much of a fuck up you are", my fist curled into fists at my side. My voice was laced with contempt and promises of pain in the very near future.
"You don't think I know that", he huffed as he pulled himself up to his full height. Which is about five inches taller than me  but I will kick his ass if the temptation becomes too much to resist.
"If its about Nadia you can have her. I'm done with her. She never meant anything to me anyway".
"Damn that's harsh considering that you always seemed to enjoy my company opposed to Shyanne's".
We both hadn't heard the sounds of footsteps until it was right apon us. I gritted my teeth when I  saw her smirking face. But I knew the girl I loved lurked beneath this facade of hers. It was a mask to cover  the hurt that his words inflicted on by his words. My heart went to heart went to her for a second but any thing I felt vanished the moment when she turned to me impassively.
"What does this got to do with you Rayshawn? Its between Chris, Shyanne, and I . I didn't mention Desirée and damn not you----".
"This doesnt involve you neither", Chris intervened,"its about me and Shyanne. Not you… you were a piece of a chew toy".
Damn he just called her a chew toy.
"One you couldn't stop nibbling onto the point you had sex with me at Tommia's birthday party while your girlfriend was downstairs. I must have been one hella good chew toy", she pointed a finger at him in anger to get her point across.
"I don't give a shit where you guys had sex and damn sure not why. You just proved everyone that you were a whore. Like I have been say ing this whole time since you jumped from boyfriend to boyfriend. Man to man. Surprised you ain't got shit. Probably more smarter than everyone gave ya credit for".
       She gave me the middle finger and I laughed mirthlessly. Chris merely raised a eyebrow at Nadia.
How did you think she knew what she was doing?
"So you fell for a slut?", Chris asked in confusion before laughing a little.
Yeah that didn't sound really smart.
"Yeah and you lost Shyanne for one",I shot back.
He looked down at his hands. I smirked and pointed at them both before continuing.
"But I did want y'all to know why this involves me and Desirée. Its because when you two decided fucking each other would be more fun. We were there to pick up the pieces of her. After y'all betrayal shattered her. One of her best friends and her boyfriend. She couldn't stop talking about how much she loved you. But then you had to have a nibble of Nadia. I never seen Shyanne cry before. I never saw her raise her voice in anger in betrayal. Neither have Desiree and she knew her since the third grade. But all that changed. Do you know what it feels like to call your friend everyday or go see her everyday just see if she doesn't have a knife or to make sure she was okay. No you don't. Do you know what's it like to have to put someone back together. And with a slight blow of the wind to watch her crumble again. No you don't!".