She's sassy, outgoing, promiscuous, troublesome, and confident. That's how you describe Veronica aka Roni. What happens when she falls in love? Then you're introduced to a scared, broken, and unhappy girl. Follow Roni on her journey to happiness thr...
I woke up to my head banging and my feet hanging off my bed. I have a bad hangover and It's taking awhile for everything to get back to me. I got up slowly and began to take my time walking to the bathroom. I finally made it to the bathroom and closed the door. I started my shower and as it warmed up, I brushed my teeth. I took my clothes off and got in the shower.
I let the water hit my brown sugar toned skin and let it run through my jet black hair. I try to let the warm water massage my head a little. This is one of the worst hangovers I've ever had. Now, everything is starting to rush back. That's why I drank I was trying to drown my damn hurt. I can't believe he did that.
*Flashback to Last Night*
"Listen, I cheated on you..." I couldn't even hear the rest I just blocked everything out and I felt my stomach flip and turn and I pushed him out the way and walked angrily out the room. I went downstairs and began to drink all the hard liquor. I danced on every boy and I probably kissed every gender that was in the house. I just wanted it to go away. After awhile Denise and Daniel drove me home and I remember stumbling and going up the stairs tripping a couple times and finally making it to my room.
*End of Flashback*
Fuck.... Fuck.... Fuck him and everything he stands for I can't deal with him. It's unfair that I have to deal with this bullshit. I love him and he does that shit to me. It's even more hurtful when he does it in a time when you're trying to fuck him. I turned the faucets off and grabbed the towel and wrapped it around me. I walked out and to my room and began to get dress in my skinny jeans, black crop top, and black vans. I put my hair into one braid,put on some gold hoops, and grabbed my backpack. I went downstairs and looked at the time 6:50am. My bus comes at 7:13 good thing I'm the last stop.
I grabbed some Cinnamon Toast Crunch and poured it into a bowl. I put milk on top and began to eat it with a spoon. I looked at my phone and saw I had 13 missed calls from Austin. Fuckkk youuuu Austin! Fuck youuuu, you piece of shit. Really though fuck him. I felt someone tap the top of my head. It was my sexy fuck boy step brother Chad. My mom married his dad and we moved into their home about a year ago. It took me awhile to adjust to having a sexy step brother and not wanting to eat him alive until I realized that almost every night he had a different girl in his room. I don't know what happened to his mom. All I know is what happened to my dad and that is he found a different woman and family to take care of.
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"What the fuck, Chad? Don't pat my fucking head I'm not a dog." I pushed his arm away and he looked at me wide eyed. He buttoned the last button of his flannel shirt and smirked before licking his pink plump lips.
"Are you angry Roni?" I rolled my eyes and gave him the death glare. I let my spoon hit my bowl loudly.
"Well when your boyfriend rejects you when you try to make his night better and then says he cheated on you, you become a bitter bitch by the next day and plus I have a hangover." I seen his eyes go wide and he whispered 'woh' silently.
"Y'know Roni I can make you forget all about him." he walked up slowly with his devilish smirk. I push him away keeping him at a distance.
"I rather you not and isn't that supposed to be your friend?" he rolled his eyes and I really have the urge to do the same.
"Yes, but if you haven't noticed we have a thing for the same women and excuse me if you're bitchy because you finally found out what everybody knew." I look at him and slap him. I walk out the kitchen and grab my house keys and walk out the house. I walk down the street and wait at the bus stop. The bus finally arrives and I get on the bus. I walk to the back and sit down. Chad did not just say that, that little bitch. He never rides the bus to school because like I said he skips class yet manages to have a good grade in every class. How the fuck is that possible? Ughhhh I'm honestly not ready for the day.
The bus arrives to school in 15 minutes. I get off the bus and walk through the halls heading to my locker.
"I called you." I heard Austin's voice behind me. I look at him and roll my eyes. I can't even look at him, he disgusts me so much. I open my locker and grab the things I need.
"And you fucked up by calling. Now, leave me alone." I walk into my first hour class and sit in the back. I put my headphones in my ear and put on some music. I started to play Don't Hurt Yourself By Beyoncé. The perfect song for what the fuck I'm going through. I see Mr. Andrews start to teach and I put my head down. I felt my phone vibrate, but I know it'll probably be Austin. I fucking can't stand him. I don't even want to see him or talk to him.
This song is just making me angry and I take my headphones to hear someone yelling my name.
"VERONICA MILLER!" I look up and rub my head. HELL NO! HELL NO! You have me fucked up noooo. I have a bad ass headache.
"AYEEE! I have a headache. You clearly see I'm here sir." he just stares at me and I stare back. Throw fire at me, I throw it right back. He might want to rethink his position. He looks away slowly before continuing with role call. He finishes role call and I put my head down. I honestly don't give a fuck about what he is teaching. I'm to pissed, tired, and a little too hung over too give a fuck.
"Miss. Miller this classroom is not your bedroom and that desk is not your pillow. Sit up." why does he feel the need to speak to me? I ain't did shit to this man. Am I disrespecting him? You know what let me not ask that.
"Listen Mr.... Mr.... Crap what's your name?" It was a rhetorical question so I expect him to not answer. Think Roni what's his name.
"Oh duh Roni.... Mr. Andrews can we not start with me today. I'm trying to keep to myself." I put my head back down and listen to the silence before I hear something slam on the desk.
"Leave my classroom and I will talk to you when I'm ready. You're messing up the learning environment." I roll my eyes and huff. I get up grab my things and go out into the hallway. I slam his door shut and stand on the wall out side his door. I sit down and put my head in my arms.
I ain't never had this much trouble with a teacher. I feel like the teachers automatically know that when I shut down, I shut down for a reason. He's new to the school so he'll get the memo sooner or later. I hear the bell ring and I watch the kids flood out the classroom. Mr. Andrews comes out the class and motions for me to come in. I roll my eyes and I get up dragging myself in to the class. He shuts the door.
"Have a seat Miss. Miller." I sit at one of the desk up front. He sits on his desk, crossing his hands and he looks at me.
"Miss. Miller, you and I need to come to some sort of agreement or some sort of line to draw towards each other." I roll my eyes and look at him. He's doing too much for me.
"There is no agreement to come to. Every teacher knows that when I shut down, I shut down. They don't say anything to me because I pass all their test with a 100% therefore they don't speak to me." He chuckles and I look at him confused. What is so funny? That is me being honest.
"Well I won't allow that. If I let you do whatever you want every student will start to think thay can do whatever they want." I shrug my shoulders and roll my eyes. I kind of don't care sir.
"Listen sir I don't give a f- I mean a care. Let me be me and I'll let you be you. Don't talk to me and I won't talk to you. I pass your test and do your work other then that you won't get a fake caring stare out of me. I will continue to put my head down and sleep or whatever. I will continue to come late because why? Well, because every test I will pass with an A and every work assignment you give will be handed back to you and it won't be mediocre." I see him shift the way he sits and he crosses his arm. I get up and head to the door.
"You know? You're a beautiful woman, but that attitude just ruins who you are." I stopped in my tracks and looked back at him. I did a fake smile and walked away slamming the door behind me. This man is such a headache. My looks and my attitude are two different things you dumb fuck.
