Dad Got My Back

Chapter 24: I got a phonecall

"Vi P.O.V": It is now sunday, and let me just say this, yesterday was HOMECOMING and i didn't go. As i woke up, i stretched my arms, and slowly slid out of bed since MJ was still sleep. I made my way to my bathroom when i heard yelling in the house. I looked at my alarm clock, it's only eight in the morning. I peeped my head out of my room door and seen mama on the phone walking down the stairs. I shook it off and closed my room door and continued on with my business. I ran the water for the shower while i brush my teeth. I then hurried back to the room to grab my phone. I got back in the bathroom and closed the door. I hooked up the blutooth and pandora began playing, "This Is What You Came For by Calvin Harris ft Rihanna". I slowly began singing along, which meant me stripping so i could get in the shower. As i showered, i washed, shaved, and washed my hair. As i used my razor as a microphone, i saw my bathroom door open. I ignored it because it's probably just my mom, but then i heard "Damn Vi". That could only be one person, and that one person is MJ.

Vi: MJ get out.
MJ: Chill i just came in to brush my teeth.
Vi: Alright.

I continued singing and then my music stopped.

Vi: Uhm what happened?
MJ: I'm changing the station hold up.

This nigga is suppose to be brushing his teeth not changing my station on Pandora. I'ma let it be he better be glad we bestfriends cause if not we would be fighting. As i rewash my hair, some rap song came on and i ain't know it, so i said some.

Vi: What is this MJ?
MJ: Tear it up by Young Jeezy.

I continued on with my business next thing i knew MJ was rapping along and shit.

MJ: [Girl] Jeezy?...
[Jeezy] What up.
[Girl] Where u at?
[Jeezy] Shit I'm in tha hood where u think I'm at man ya kno, shit...
[Girl] Still commin ova?
[Jeezy] Eh man what I tell ya earlier man I'll be through there man.
[Girl] Uhh, I've been watin for ya since u left me...
[Jeezy] Sss, that's how you feel?
[Girl] Hum hum hum, Yea...

Red dogs hit my trap
Got me four a half a song been trapin' all day
Can't wait to get home,
Shawty in the bed she ain't got no panties on
Soon as I hit the door she already know it's on,
2 logs 2 shots of patron greygoose got her loose
A triple stack and it's on talking dirty on the chirp
Getting my grown man on
Get up in the guts
You know it's on 'til the morning

Got one baby mama, no bitch, no wife
Like pac, ya need a thug in your life (yea...)
A young nigga to straight come through and beat it up
Let ya man be the freak, he can eat it up (ha haa)
Shorty got that fire she ain't let me down yet (nope)
Got a Aquafina flow, call it wet wet (damnn)
Baby good with her mouth, says the right things
Got a head on her shoulders, she does the right things (ha haa)
She a bad bitch, ya'll ready know
Face like Trina, and an ass like Jacki-o (ohh)
Got a gangsta on a mission (mission)
Best believe I know all the right positions (that's right..)
She like it slow from the front, fast from the back (back)
Put the pound game on her, hit her from the back (Jeahh)
I'm young and thuggin, I don't give a fuck
He can make love to you, I'ma beat it up...

Me & shawty in the coop, lord knows she's a star (star)
For some strange reason she likes to do it in the car (damnn)
She ain't the type that be running her mouth (nope)
So I keep it gangsta with her, let her come to the house (eyy)
Let her play madden wit slick, when we in the bedroom she like to play with the stick (yea...)
know just how to handle her (how...)
No amateur baby, I got stamina (jeah)
Jeezy in the deck, now she grindin to the beat (beat)
Legs vibratin, now she messin up my sheets (ha haa)
Got a fistful of hair, and a fistful of ass (ass)
She came first, I came last, roll tha grass...(eyy)

We pull bad hoes, rip them, push them to the side
Cuz real players, keep reserves when its clinch time
Matter fact, my bottom bitch love to ride pine
She know when daddy leave the block, that its cut time
I'm in the trenches, getting riches wit my comrades
We 4 hoes up, like slacks in the player path
Pretty skin, silky hair, plus that ass fat (uh huh)
Fresh kicks on your feet, ya I'm diggin that
Slick Canseco, ya boys slingin wood bitch
You want that straight drop dick
Come to the hood bitch
I like scout them ghetto hoes up in 20 grand
Cuz them the ones be wit that freaky shit man
2 drinks, 3 beans, now she rollin man
The tool in her throat, I'm just tonsil patrollin man
True pro's with this shit, we ain't new jacks
We drill hoes and switch 'em up like fitted caps

I couldn't do shit but laugh.

Vi: MJ can you get out please so i can dry off.
MJ: Yeah.

As he left, one of my song came on, "Doin It 4 U by The Yunginz". As i was singing along, my phone began ringing and i answered it.

#phone convo#
Me: Hello.
?: Hey Vi, i just wanted to let you know that you can't escape from me.
Me: Who is this?
?: I said i'll see you soon and i meant that. Hope your ready for a round two.
Me: Leave me alone!
#end of phone convo#

I hung up and threw my phone across the bathroom. I really didn't want flashbacks of that day in my head but now it's back. How did he get my number? I just fell to the floor and began crying. I can't, i just can't do this. I hurried into my room with my towel wrapped around me and went straight to my closet. (outfit down below)

MJ grabbed me and looked me in my eyes.

MJ: What's wrong? Were you crying?
Vi: He called me.
MJ: Who called you?
Vi: The guy. The one that raped me.
MJ: Where's your phone?
Vi: It was a private number MJ.
MJ: What did he say? Did he threaten you?
Vi: He said that round two was going to happen soon. MJ i'm scared.
MJ: Don't be. You know i got you.
Vi: I-I-I don't know. I got to go.

I walked out my room and down the hall. Where was i going? I don't exactly know, but anywhere other than here.