How I Feel - (A Chris Brown Love Story)

Don't Judge A Book By Its Cover.

                                                      Keri Hilson- Energy

Cassie's POV.

 Friday came and I still didn't know if I wanted to go to Derrick's party. It was not that I couldn't face him, it was just that, I think it's futile for me to go to a persons party that I'm no longer associated with. Well, I think he doesn't want anything to do with me anymore.

 Derrick and I had been together, as a couple since I was 14 years old. I always had it in my head that we'd be together forever, until he became a horny, sexed crazed teenager, like the rest of the boys !in our school.

"Wait...Let me get this straight, you're not coming?" Libby exclaimed.

"No, but I'm still considering it." Gosh! It seemed as though Libby was overly excited for no reason.  

I crossed my legs, getting comfortable on Libby's soft, kingsize bed. Libby's house was like a second home to me, ever since Libby and I became friends when we were two years old and I certainly made myself at home. It was approximately an hour before I had to meet the infamous Chris Brown.

"Well is it because its Derricks party, or just because you're not feeling up for it?"

"Err, Kind of both. I kind of still wish that Derrick and I were still together, you know."

"Why?" Libby asked all of a sudden, with a panicked expression on her face.

"Well, I still think we can work it out." Libby looked deep into my eyes as sympathy grazed her face. " I know stupid, right?"

"No, no it's not, at least now he's free from your clutches and can finally date a girl that will give him some." My head dropped with disappointment.

Ugh! Did she really just say that.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean for it to come out like that..." She hung her head in shame, surprised at how forthright the comment came out. What a bitch! My face grew vermilion red, as steam fumed out of my ears.

"I'm sorry you feel that way, but I didn't trap him the relationship. Maybe you're just jealous." There will always be a place for Derrick in my heart regardless of the fact that we aren't going out anymore. People drift away: that's life.

"Uh, what do you mean jealous, what do you have that I don't have? Uh nothing. So shut up." She raised her voice.

"Hmm, let me think..." I said raising my hand to my chin in a sarcastic gesture. "Well, I'm prettier than you, I've got a body you've always dreamed of, I'm richer, plus I had Derrick..." I couldn't stop now I was on a roll, Libby's lips tightened, "and it's up to you if you want my sloppy seconds."

"You're such a bitch, I don't know why I even considered you my friend...I don't need you," she bursted out, as her eyes narrowed, " And by the way I fucked your boyfriend. Who is the sloppy second now?" She exploded with a matter of fact expression on her face.

My fist clenched tightly by my side. Cassie calm down, count to 10. I recited to myself...1, 2, 3, 4 No, fuck it...

I launched my body towards her, raised my fist up and struck a blow straight on her nose.

She jumped on the bed, then we started scratching, biting and slapping each other. Two minutes had passed and I swear I had pulled out a chunk of her hair. I pushed her off me and she landed on the floor with a thud.

"I hate you! If you think I'm the bitch, think twice hoe." I stormed out her house. That was fifteen years of our friendship gone down the drain.

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