Sixteen year old Izel (EYE-ZEL) has been going through the worst things ever since she was young. Her father passed away before she was born, and her mother went and remarried someone Izel hated very much. He goes into her room every night and eithe...
While me and Travis was sittin' in the car, waitin' for the crackheads ta come around, I was scrollin' through my social media and one thing caught my eye on twitter.
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I frowned and shook my head. Ain't no way he was talkin' bout Zel.
I locked my phone when I saw some white lady walkin' toward the car.
Travis rolled down the window and she gave us a faint smile.
"Are you guys selling?"
She's an obvious undercover. I could see her wires under her blouse.
"Because we black?" Travis frowned.
"I-"
"Ma'am, we just waiting for our friend ta come outside." I looked around. "Oh wait, I think we in the wrong neighborhood man." I gave him a fake laugh.
The white lady backed up from the car as we pulled off.
"How'd you know she was an undercova'?" Travis laughed.
"I saw that bitch wires. They need ta fire her."
"She tried though." He laughed harder.
I unlocked my phone and saw a message from Celeste.
I opened it and saw it was a picture of Marquez and Izel talking ta each otha, and dat girl Kai was wit ha.
"Travis, what this look like ta you." I showed him the picture and he frowned.
"Man, it's probably just a simple conversation." He shrugged.
"Then why is Celeste sendin' me pictures?"
"I don't know - Mistake maybe? Don't worry bout it. "
* Izel
Me and Kai had just finished dancing our ass off. It was starting to get hot and I didn't want to sweat so we went and sat down.
"So, that boy you were with, us he your boyfriend?" Kai asked with a smirk.
"What- at the therapy place?"
"Yea," She giggled.
"Oh, yea, that's my pooh." I smiled.
"Awe." She laughed. "He has anger issues i'm guessing?"
"Yea - Wait, why were you there?" I frowned.
"My little sister has temper issues - We started her off with her therapist early just so it wouldn't effect her as much when she's older."
"Oh, that's good."
"Hey mamasitas." Celeste laughed while sitting next to us.
I saw Kai roll her eyes and sip her drink.
"Where have you been?" I fake smiled.
"With Chris." She sang.
You could obviously tell she was drunk.
"Uhm - Im gonna go ahead and leave. I'll talk to you later, cool?" Kai said.
"Of course."
We exchanged hugs and she left.
"She's boring." Celeste said.
"No she isn't - I like her." I frowned.
"Well I don't. Anyways, taste this." She handed me her cup and I declined it.
"I don't drink Celeste, you should know that."
"It's not alcohol or anything. It's just a punch that they had mixed up."
I took the cup out her hand and looked in it seeing the red juice.
"No alcohol?" I questioned.
"Zero percent. I don't need August or Travis coming at me because I gave you alcohol."
I trusted her word so I took a small sip, and it was juice.
"So what did Chris think of your outfit?"
"He was all up on me! He told me that I looked like I could be his toy for tonight - If you know what I mean." She giggled.
"No, I don't know what you mean." I took another sip of the juice.
"Look who's coming this way," She pointed.
I turned around and saw Marquez again.
I sighed and rolled my eyes.
"Hey, where'd your friend go?" He sat down next to me.
"She had to leave." I crossed my legs.
"Damn - You about to leave too?"
"Nope."
As you could tell, I was trying to keep this conversation short.
I saw him and Celeste look at each other before she got up and walked away.
"I'm sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable earlier. You just look really nice." He smiled, that attractive ass smile.
"It's fine, I guess. Thank you." I crossed my leg across the other, tightly.
For some reason I was getting that feeling I had that night I was with August. I thought I only got this feeling around him.
"Are you okay?" he laughed.
"N-no, I feel weird." I frowned. "Can you show me to your bathroom again?" I bit my lip.
"You gotta throw up or something?" He asked while leading me upstairs.
"No, I-" I couldn't get my sentence out.
Everything and everyone went dizzy and I couldn't keep my balance.
"Damn Izel, what'd you drink?" Marquez caught me before I could fall.
"I drunk juice." I could hear myself dragging my sentences and I still had that weird feeling between my legs.
"You want me to call Aug for you?" He asked.
I noticed we were in a room and he had closed the door.
I nodded my head before falling back on the bed and passing out.
