Mixed Girl Problems

H A T R E D

"How could you fucking do this to me?!" DeAndre yelled with rage.

I then vomited all over the cold grass that laid untouched. I guess I drunk more liquor than I thought.

"I'm I-" I stuttered not knowing what to say.

Abel then got up and punched DeAndre in the back of his head causing him to fall to the ground. I screamed in fear trying to wake DeAndre up but he was out cold.

"Is he dead?! What the fuck did you do?!" I cried.

Abel wiped the corners of his mouth and grabbed me and threw me in the back seat of his car.

"No! I have to check on DeAndre!" I cried.

"It ain't no time for that!" He yelled.

I quickly got out shaking DeAndre. His eyes fluttered open as blood seeped into his lips.

"I'm so sorry" I cried.

"Lets go!"

I then ran up to Abel's car not thinking, just panicking.

"We can't just leave him on the fucking sidewalk! Please help me get him upstairs!" I cried.

"No! Get the fuck in we're leaving!"

I couldn't fight anymore. I had no more fighting left in me. I sat down and buckled my seat belt as tears rolled down my face. I quickly wiped them away as Abel sped off.

How could I do this to DeAndre?

° 2 Weeks Later °

I've been staying at Abel's place since the incident ignoring the 100s of missed calls and texts from DeAndre. I'm not ready to face him, I just want to know if he's okay, that's all. I can't stand not talking to him, but this is all my fault, I admit it.

Abel plopped down on the couch next to me and handed me a small bag of weed.

"You tryna roll up?" He asked.

"I'm tryna get to school, give me a ride." I muttered.

"It's 12 in the afternoon." He replied. I looked down at my phone realizing what he said was true.

"Shit! You were supposed to make sure I was up for school Abel!" I yelled angrily as standing up looking down at him.

"Shhh" he whispered before grabbing my waist.

"Smoke this shit with me real quick then I'll take you."

I huffed. "It's too late now. Here hand me it. Cook us some hot pockets or some shit i'm starving."

He nodded then got up putting some hot pockets in the microwave as I began to grind the weed.

2 blunts later and we were both fried.

"What the fuck is that beeping sound?!" Abel yelped paranoid.

"It's the microwave dumb ass" I said as laughing.

I stood up to go get the food and Abel grabbed my waist and pulled me on top of him. I began to laugh as he slowly kissed my neck.

"Stoppp let me get the food" I said as giggling.

"You're so sexy" he whispered in my ear. I then slowly kissed his lips and he pushed me down on the couch kissing my neck.

I laughed "that tickles!"

"Shhh" he whispered.

I breathed in slowly as he gripped my breast.

"You're so fucking beautiful" he groaned as pulling off my shirt.

I leaned up deepening the kiss and pulling him closer. I could feel his member getting hard through his pants. I climbed on top of him as he begged for more. I loved hearing him beg for it. I slowly pulled down his boxers as he pulled my panties to the side. I felt his hard dick slide up and down my wet pussy and I was soon the one begging.

In a quick thrust he was inside of me and I was moaning uncontrollably.

"Mmmm harder Abel" I moaned loudly.

He grabbed my waist crashing inside of me as I rode his dick. He then came and I sighed at how quickly it was.

I rolled off of him and laid on the couch taking another hit of the blunt.

"Now get the hot pockets." I muttered.