Snakes Of Love

9. Stupid or Just A Little Bitch

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I hadn't been to school in for a week and now I walk down the hallways with coffee in my right handing sipping it away like my life depended on it. 

The last week of my life was shitty, just plain shitty. I stayed in bed all morning, watched shit all afternoon then fired bullets at Carlos face all night. I knew Carlos had sent the video and I wasn't going to break because of it. I know I should to be angry at Joseph and believe me I really am but I was going to deal with that when he came back. Crying of over the phone wouldn't change anything. Now, my new target was Carlos and I was going show him a petty video can't break me.

I strolled down the empty hallway twenty minutes late for my first period. I popped my bubble gum loudly gaining a frown from one of security guards who probably thought I was a snob. And lastly I had the 'couldn't give a fuck less' expression on my face. After spending more time then needed to walk to class, I finally strolled into my class rudely ignoring the teacher's question and taking my seat at the back of the class. 

Throwing my hood over my head I fished out my phone and shut the world off. The only time I was brought back to the world was when a tall, all black figure walk into the classroom. I glance up at him at the wrong moment gaining his eye contact. I looked back at my phone but I could still feel his eyes on me, I swear I could feel him burning holes in my brain with his fucken eyes.

"Mr. Carlos, is there something more interesting than my class." Mr. White said finally looking away from the board filled with his shit. Everybody's eyes turned to Carlos but he just kept staring at me. I kept my position hoping he would eventually give up and respond to the teacher. 

 "Mr. Carlos," Mr White said surprising not afraid of him, he obviously doesn't know who he is. "If you are not going to pay attention you are more then welcome to leave."

The chair squeaked loudly as he got up and stormed up not before saying. "He found better."

  It was happening again, my heart beating faster than a cheetah speed, my blood rushing through my veins with fire and my eye's color turning blood red. I stormed out the fucken classroom giving Mr. White the finger shutting him up. I followed Carlos heavily as he strolled the hallways leaving the school. Once we were in the parking lot I was fuming so much I took off my ninety dollar heel shoe at threw it at his back. 

His heels turned slowly before facing me with his face calm and seeming unimpressed. 

"What the fuck is your problem?!" I screamed at him leaping at him. "He found better? He didn't not find better, okay?"

"Oh really he didn't?" His husky voice asked. "Sure looked like he did."

 "Maybe he did." I smirked with satisfaction. "But he came back running home and settled for the best. Little son of a bitch will never understand Joseph loves me and I love him. You're heart is dead thinking you can break us." Carlos fired me yet again with eyes like I just slapped him, something I probably should do. 

"You think that puta loves you." He laughed loudly. "How stupid can you fucken be?"

"I AM NOT STUPID!" I yelled picking up my thrown shoe and poking him with it on his chest. 

"You're not stupid?" He held the shoe in his chest. "I send you a fucken video of him having sex with a godforsaken whore and fucken stayed!" He pushed me back slightly. I lost my balance on my one heel hence falling over and landing on my ass. He stood there settled like he was questioning himself whether he should help me or not.

He looked down at me with a fiercely and yet a little sympathetic look. "Eres un antelpoe débil y esa perra te está destrozando."

I pulled myself off the ground brushing the dust off my ass. "I wouldn't hurt to speak English."

"Tempe, I'm telling you to use your brain." He pointed to his head like I was too stupid to know where the brain is located. I actually didn't know how to respond to that so I stood there with my finger pointing at him.

"Tempe, you're smarter than that." He said softly coming closer so we were face-to-face with each other. I think he was close enough to smell the mixture of alcohol and coffee scent I was emitting. 

I took a breath and said this clearly to his face. "I. AM. GOING. TO. KILL. YOU."

Carlos took a step back practically rolling his eyes at me with his facial expression. "Tempe if you wanted to kill me you would have done it already." 

My face turned red and warm. "I know that but I have orders to follow." 

Crossing his arms over his chest he said with a smirk on his face."Oh yes Tempe, I forgot you no longer have a head of your own. Tempe, when you father died-"

"WHEN YOU KILLED HIM!" I screamed but gained no change of expression from him, he continued like I didn't blow off in his face.

"When he died and all male family members gone, the oldest daughter takes the crown." He informed me. "You've been crushing on him your entire life and he only got together when you were suppose to be queen. You were meant to be the queen not a little bitch to a bastard."

I am not a someone's bitch.

I keep telling myself over an over again in the minute of silence between us. I was suppose be the leader but I cried on Joseph like a little bitch. What can I say, I was weak. My father died and my family shattered and I was alone. What does he want from me, not every human being can have a pitch black heart like him. Within that minute, I also decided I was going to talk to Joseph about this as soon as he landed, maybe after the hooking up with a whore. 

"Nothing to say Tempe?" His voice bringing me back to reality after that long minute. 

"I-I..." I stammered completely dumbfounded. Fuck man, he was winning this fucked up conversation. "I don't have to listen to your shit. Go fuck yourself, I'm leaving." 

My wrist was in his hands within seconds of my departure then my body was pulled even harder onto his body. I struggled on him trying my best to escape his grip but his arms were wrapped my body like chains. I became so desperate I was knocking my head back praying I would hit his head. 

"You're coming home with me Tempe."