Wrong Side Up

Chapter 6

Yanah

(Weeks Later)

Renae Marie Jones

"Come on D, she cute." I shoved him tossing the rest of my dads bags into his car.

"Re please shut up, tired of yo mouth son."

I smacked my teeth and walked back into the house.

"All done daddy!" I yelled sitting on the couch, Dorian soon followed me.

"She's ight."

I smiled that he was still on the subject. There had been this girl that was crushing on him at school. He was being his typical mean self.

There was a knock at the door right as my dad walked down the stairs. I decided on letting him get it.

"O'marein. Nice to see you." He let him in. I sat there on my phone.

"Renae!" He yelled for me. I didn't respond.

Dorian chuckled as O'marien walked into the living room.

"Wassup." They did a handshake.

"Re." O'mar looked at me with angry eyes.

I preferred to stay in my seat.

"Renae."

I jumped up walking to my room with him hot on my heels. He slowly shut my door making me take in deep breaths.

"You nervous?" He asked grabbing a ball off my dresser.

I shook my head no and sat down on my bed. He then sat beside me forcing me to look at him.

"You think this shit cute? Or funny?" His voice was calm that only made my heart beat faster.

I didn't respond.

"Answer me when I'm talking to you."

"No." I whispered.

He stood up.

This whole thing had been really stupid. A couple of days ago me and O' had been at his house, just hanging out. Yanah decided to throw a party, now one of her own, and since Yanah was my friend I told her I would be there. O'marien didn't completely agree, saying I couldn't. The conversation then turned to me being grown and him not being my boyfriend. That was when he got really mad. I had been dry texting him ever since, even posted about how excited I was for her party just to make him mad. Now today was the day, and here we were.

"Your not going Renae." He tossed the ball in the air.

I rolled my eyes folding my arms under my chest. I noticed his eyes travel to my breast.

"O'marien." I whined. "I've told you over and over just to come with me, if you don't want to that's fine I can't make you, the same way you can't make me not go."

"Yes I can."

"No. You can't because I'm going." I stood up to walk to my closet but he grabbed me, dropping the ball in his hand.

"Don't you remember what happened last time?" He tilted his head.

Looking at him directly in the eyes made me nervous. I was so annoyed with him. Even Dorian would be going to the party. He also agreed with O' that I didn't need to go, as if he was grown and my father. I again rolled my eyes.

"O' seriously. Let me go or I will hurt you. Bad."

He chucked, grabbing my face into his. No matter how mad I was, I quickly responded back letting him take over as our tongues danced against each other.