Chapter 23

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Crystal

Rock was truly starting to aggravate me. I had called his phone several times and he had not answered. I wasn't that mad at first but now as I set on the toilet with pissing on another stick while Gina breathed down my neck I was getting pretty annoyed. "Why is he not answering" I wined "He should be the one here. Not that I don't appreciate you Gina" I said accidently letting a little poot out.

"Oh hell no I draw the line at farting . I don't do funk." She said hightailing it out the bathroom stall.

"I'm sorry that one slipped girl come back I don't even stink" I protested.

"I don't want to even hear it" she said and I could tell she was frowning even though I couldn't see her face. Something was up with Rock. He had been blowing my phone up banging on my door and now everything just halted which would not have been odd. I can understand having a little dignity about yourself, but the not answering my calls at all. Something was most definitely up. I told him I was late to and although he expressed to me children was not something he wanted in the future he also said he would handle his responsibilities. Besides he the one that said. I will pull out chill I haven't ever had any slip ups before. Now here I was holding the third stick that came up positive. My mom was going to be furious but Rock was one of the good guys I was sure of that and I knew he would do everything in his ability to make me happy and to fix this situation. So again I dialed his number only to go straight to voice mail. "That one positive too" Gina asked?

"It is" I moaned.

"Well face Chris you pregnant" she said "now let's go there and knock on the door and bust dat nigga up" she said in her new york accent. Gina was my girl. She was a stud. She dressed like a boy most of the time but I had seen her switch up when her parents came to visit and she went from boy to girl. It was weird. It was obvious to me she was more comfortable as a boy but she said her parents refused to accept her life style so when she knew they were coming she always told her girlfriends not to call and she went all girlie. Sometimes I had to remind myself that although she came off so hard she was still a girl. However I was feeling her today it was time to "Roll up" as Gina said. I flushed the toilet, pulled myself together and headed to Jason's. Of course nobody came to the door we banged several times before Gina spotted his car. "Dat Nigga in there son" I gave her a confused look but I didn't want to seem stupid but why son why not daughter, or was I taking it to literal. Gina kicked the door with her timberland boot and after about two minutes the door opened. 'Yo B I thought you was the Po Po!" One of Rock's frat brothers said with an attitude which I found quite intimidating but Gina shoved past him and made her way in the house. I followed behind as Gina took the steps two at a time. She pushed open doors with one hand yielding a baseball bat in the other. I was feeling more and more nervous by the minute. Gina had pretty much woke everyone up and now there were a bunch of shirtless jocks roaming the halls to find out what the commotion was. Now we had an audience, great! When she finally busted in Rocks room I heard her yell "You muthafucka" When I walked in the was a girl straddling Rock naked of course.

"Who the fuck are you" she yelled as she slid off of him wrapping the blanket around herself leaving him completely exposed. He grabbed the pillow from behind his head to cover himself.

"Wow I was wrong. Who knew" Gina mumbled. I suddenly saw red I grabbed the lamp off the night table and threw it at him.

"Wait Crystal I can explain" Rock said.

"Crystal this is your cousin Crystal" the female said sliding his tee-shirt on.

"Cousin! Cousin oh really Jason I'm your cousin now. Well I guess we will be having a baby with seven legs and two heads since I'm your cousin" I said to him.

"Hold up this Bitch pregnant!" The girl yelled at him.

"Who you calling a Bitch" before I knew it she had grabbed my hair and slung me to the floor. Now I will be honest I have never been in a fight before ever in my life so while she was punching me repeatedly in the face all I could focus on was she was pulling my hair. Look that shit hurt. I decided done the only thing I could think to do and that was grab my hair and pull it back.

"Get off her Bitch she pregnant" Gina said. The girl suddenly let go and I scrambled to my feet. I saw myself in the mirror. My face was red and I was crying and I didn't even know it. Gina grabbed my arm and pulled me toward the door. "Fuck that Bitch" the girl said as I walked out the room and I looked back at Jason he had managed to put on some sweats at this point. I quickly braided my hair back and snatched the bat from Gina I charged him and smashed his knee with the bat I wet berserk. I smashed his mirror and glass went every where "You gonna tell me you loved me then cheat on me you you you fat f*** I hate you now you get me pregnant and quit answering my calls I hate you Jason I hate you" Jason was on the grounding clutching his knee and the girl had grabbed her stuff and going for the door. "Oh know b where you think you going!" I ran behind her grabbing her by the hair this time but it came of in my hand. I threw the hair back at her and slapped her just as quick. "Ball your fist up and quit fighting like a white girl" Gina demanded and that's what I did I balled my fist up and started swinging. Finally Jason limped between us and pulled and grabbed me pulling us apart and some other guy had grabbed the bald headed girl and was holding her back. "Thanks Khalil' Jason said to the guy. I pushed Jason off me and punched him hard as I could. I wanted to say you fucking nigger but as soon as the thought crossed my mind I felt ashamed. I walked off with Gina following behind me yelling that's how you make a entrance and an exit ladies and gentlemen. I was taking those steps two at a time now and I had a thousand thoughts going through my mind. Did that really just happen was I in a fight, was I a statistic. Yes Yes yes this had to be the worst day of my life!

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