Fight

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Jasmine POV

"YO!" I screamed.

Letty jumped up from laying on the floor. I held up my lipgloss. My missing gloss. It was discovered under her dresser. Thieving ass bitch! I was fumming.

"Yes?" Letty frowned.

"You dumb bitch!" I yelled.

Zayne appeared with the doorway with her phone. I was so pissed that I paid no attention to her. Letty got up and laughed.

"My name is Letty. Not dumb bitch. And I'm not dumb."

"Your dyslexic."

"Whoa. That ain't cool Jay." Zayne said.

Cherokee appeared.

"Like I said, you're a dumb bitch and you need to admit it."

Letty sat on her bed with a smirk. As if I won't beat the fuck out of her. I threw my gloss and stepped closer to her.

"Jay." Zayne touched my shoulder.

"Yo, shut the fiuck up! Donottin ass bitch! Mind ya fucking business!" I yelled in her face.

I was in full crisis! I was in Zayne face and she rolled her eyes. I won't hit Zayne because she's sick but Letty, I'll definitely beat up in a heart beat.

Listen, I can be a good girl. But when something pisses me off, I say it. I ain't gonna sit there and be a quiet punk ass bitch. No honey, it ain't happening.

I moved back to Letty. She was smirking. Now I wanna fight. Must be the heat that's got me so angry, but oh well.

Daddy and Mommy along with everyone else appeared.

"Oh God. Jay just walk away. Paul is here." Mommy said.

Paul came in the door way with a smile. He thinks I'm a physco. He grabbed my hand and began to lead me away. Reason why I wanted my gloss was because we were going out to dinner and that's my fav gloss.

"By the way, I'm smarter than you on my worst day, bitch!" Letty shouted.

I wriggled from Paul and grabbed a lock of hair and before I knew what I was doing, we were fighting. I mean going at it. She ain't finna get crazy with me. Finally they broke us up and I was taken downstairs by Brandon, Daddy and Paul.

"Jasmine, Jesus." Paul said.

"What the hell happened?" Daddy demanded.

I don't really like authority so his tone pissed me off. I was uncooperative for a while until finally Paul spoke.

"Jasmine, explain." His voice was softer.

"She took my gloss. I confronted her by dissing her and blah blah blah we fight."

Paul looked at me. "Hey, even though you look crazy, you wanna come with me?"

I saw Daddy slightly grimace. I smiled. I nodded. Paul say good bye to Daddy and B and we left.

Twenty minutes later we were at a Meadow named Meadow Rain, maybe as wide as Neverland. He stopped the car and got out. He walked to my side ad opened the door.

"Paul-"

"I come here when I'm angry. Its like my own personal meditation area. I never see anyone here."

He went in his car trunk and brought out a duffel bag. I watched as he released all types of board games and then snacks. Uhm...

"First, UNO." He said.

I nodded and watched as this guy that portrays as a cop\street racers, pull snacks from his duffel and spreads a blanket.

"Yo, Paul. Ya know, ya don't seem like the type of guy that does this. You seem like the type that fucking loves sports, cocky, asshole. Well, you are cocky in a few ways but..."

"Why do you do that?" He asked as we sat.

"Hmm?"

"You judge things before you test it. Like the first time we had sex, you said you thought you weren't gonna like it. Or when I ordered...uhm...I forgot but something good but it looked weird. And you said it looks horrible so I fed you some and you liked it. You have to keep an open mind. That's what I do. I like to try new things. Like you. I've only been in love once, high school romance. And ever since then, distance between me and women. Well, besides Jordanna in the movie. And when we made eye contact....blew my fucking MIND! Never thought I'd fall in love with a chick like you. This is new." Paul said.

I was stuck on the "fall in love"...he is in love with me? He is in love with me! Ah! What does love feel like? I've never loved anyone outside my family. I dated guys but was never deeply in love. I gotta ask Mommy.

"Hey, but, do you think I'm crazy?" I asked.

"For what? Fighting Letty? No. I don't think you was right to fight ya blood but...I like a girl that isn't afraid to speak up. Its almost a turn on. I was hard for maybe a few minutes before the fight. We all heard you from downstairs. I said 'You hear that penis? She's going off.' Its crazy."

I laughed.

"But, no, you ain't crazy...just...very, very, very outspoken."

"Every thought of kids?"

"Yeah. I want a daughter. Boys are too rough and ya gotta worry about him getting someone pregnant." Paul grimaced then suddenly looked at my stomach. I ignored his glance.

"With a girl, you gotta worry about her getting pregnant." I pointed out.

"No if she's smart..." Paul shot back.

I smiled.

"I would name her after this place. Meadow Rain. I like it."

What the what? Meadow Rain? Uhm...I thought Zayne was an exotic name...maybe Cherokee because the bitch is black, not Indian. But a weather name? Shittt.....

"You?" Paul suddenly looked at me. "Tell me what you see in....seven years from now, Jasmine."

"I see myself married with two kids and pregnant with my last, big house, gorgeous and loving husband and a lot of cars. And I wanna be happy."

"I see myself with two kids, a third coming, big house, outspoken and loving wife ad much cars needed in our big house. I'll be happy."

I smiled. "Your willing to stay that long?"

"Absolutely."

"The brace yourself. It's gonna be a hella seven years."

-I WAS BORN BY THE RIVA , RIVA , RI RI RI RI , I WAS BORN BY THE RIVER I WAS SHAKIMG THAT ASS , BENDING OVA POPPIN PUSSY I WAS MAKING THAT CASH ! AYYYYEEEE !

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