Ebony's Journey, Macarevhic's Story

Ebony

I ride to school with Macarevhic and these past few days have been great. I'm really happy and I haven't felt like that in a long time. I see Arod's Altima, and my heart begins to beat over time. I see Drita getting out of the car. I can't believe this; he went with this heifer.

Humph well I hope he don't think he upgraded. I wish I had my baseball bat because I would go over there and mess him and his car up. When I see Arod, I start to feel an almost uncontrollable rage. I hate him with an over bearing passion. Macarevhic squeeze my hand. "Come on Angle, he won't do anything to you." I smile weakly trying to mask my anger.

I can't believe he did what he did to me. Arod sees me looking at him and he do a cocky smile. I let go of Macarevhic hand and start to walk over there to his car, but Macarevhic grabs me by the arm and pull me close to him.

"Let it go Ebony." He says forcefully. We walk inside the building together. I can hear people whispering about Macarevhic and I as walk inside the school together. I used to, like the attention but now I just want to blend in. I can see Drita face drop.

It's obvious she likes my man but she can't have them, and the only reason she got Arod is because I dropped him. She's stupid, and what happened to me is going to happen to her. I also see Jada seething by her locker. She's pointing at me and her friends start laughing. I give her the evil eye I already don't like this little short trick so she need to watch herself.

I roll my eyes and focus on Macarevhic. Macarevhic walks me to my locker. "Okay I'll see you after first period. "Macarevhic tells me. "Okay." He kisses me, and I melt on the inside. Drita and her crew walks by, and they are talking.

"Yep I got Arod and girl he is balling! I mean he buys me anything I want. He treats me like a queen. I know I can keep him like his other girl couldn't." She's throwing shade at me. So this chick is asking for another beat down. I look her way and she calls me out of my name. I walk over to her. "Do we got a problem?" I ask her. Staring her and her whole crew down.

"Excuse you, but why is you over here in my face? I don't need you to be over here. Anyway I'm surprised you back in school, after your abortion and everything!" she talking all loud catching the attention of everybody and they mama in the hallway.

Did this chick just say I had an abortion? "Look, don't try it with me Drita. Or do you want another beat down?" "Please I ain't scared of you and you just got lucky. I ain't got to fight." she gestures to this big girl named Dericka, and yes she is ugly like her stank name.

She's mannish looking too, but I suck my teeth. I don't care how big this girl is they ain't gonna punk me in this hallway. "I don't care who you got to fight for you! I ain't scared of none of ya'll, but I tell you what Drita, if you keep throwing shade at me I'm gonna beat you and your crew down." My temper is working over time, because now every time I look at Drita I see Arod, and that pisses me off to the fullest. Out of nowhere I swing on Drita and I hit her in her face. Her crew pounces on me but I know I was hitting a bunch of them. My anger is giving me some kind of super strength. A pair of strong hands grabs me by the waist.

It's Macarevhic's hands. He drags me from the hallway to the library. I'm so angry I could just..... UGH! I bury my head into Macarevhic chest and I cry. "What's your problem Ebony?" he ask. "I don't know. Every time I look at her I just get angry." I say.

"Ebony you can't be angry like this. It's not good for you to carry anger like that inside you. You just can't go beating up people because you feel like it." I'm so mad I don't even want to hear a stupid lecture from him. In fact, he's irritating me. He always trying act like a saint.

"Whatever Macarevhic. You acting like you trying to protect her!" I say angrily. "No I'm not, Ebony." "Whatever I'm out of here." I push past him. The hallway is clear, and I walk to the bathroom. Sherese is there. We both look at each other and it's awkward. "Hey," I say to her. "She doesn't say anything but gather her stuff and leave the bathroom. I shrug my shoulders. She's mad so what. I was raped and beaten.

She doesn't know what that feels like. Both of her parents are not crack heads mine are. Maybe it's for the best our friendship is gone, we enterer had anything in common, and I'm tired of lying to her about my parents. It's my first day back in a month or two and I know I'm gonna have to work my butt off to catch up.

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