Love Rampage

Chapter 1

Thank you for taking the time and reading this book. I am the cousin of this page, and wanted to begin writing a new story. I'm honestly free styling and hoping you guys like this little story I've been day dreaming in my head for awhile. Please let me know what you guys think at the end of the story.

"I'm big bone.

I always have and probably always will.

No one can tell me who am I to be,

Because my ego so dense might as well weight the same as my weight.

I'm not going to stand here and let you intimidate me.

All shape is unique and that's how I always seen it.

I'm different.

Ain't no way in hell there someone here who can compare to me."

I stared at myself in the mirror biting my lips to avoid laughing out loud. My choice of words is just overrated and lame. I shook my head from side to side as I felt better then how I felt last night.

My girl and I went to this house party last night which I didn't want to go, but let me tell you it was on point. The DJ they had was remixing some good vibes up in there that I end up dancing by myself even though Cat left me for her boyfriend. I got a little drunk and child I just didn't care who was there I had fun on my own.

I took a ride home with one of my classmates leaving Cat alone with her boyfriend at the party. I disliked when she keeps persuading me to go to these parties and suddenly, her boyfriend shows up which by the way she automatic tells me he shouldn't be here and then disappear like a damn magic trick. I'm not one to get hot over the fact that she keeps doing this, but now it's starting to get very annoying.

I made sure to send her ass a text and tell her how I feel which was also an accident, because I was mostly in my feelings, but my heart wasn't. I'm not sorry for anything I said though.

Cat friendship and I started since middle school, and all though we've been at each side for the longest, I've never felt lonelier being next to her then I am when I'm alone now.

I watch as my phone rings up multiple times with Cat picture showing on the screen. I shake my head slowly while braiding my hair in a casual hairstyle that I found on my social media, before attending work later.

'ARE YOU REALLY THAT MAD AT ME!!!?!' – Cat.

'I SAID I'M SORRY DREW CAME AND SURPRISE US AT THE PARTY!'- Cat.

I scoff to myself as I read that message. Surprise us? That nigga never even looked my direction to even notice me to say hi.

Here's the thing with Cat boy toy Drew. I don't have no type of problem with that nigga, but let me tell you something he's a nigga you don't want to date. He's a good person to be friends with, but not a person to date or have a relationship with. He'll make you go crazy; not texting back in days, having female friends talk about how good in bed he is, and I'm not talking about in the past tense child. Females fighting over each other and trust me when I said Cat was confused herself on why she wasn't fighting over her man, but two random females was right in front of his damn house!

That stills crack me up to this day. I call him boy toy because no matter how much I tried explaining to Cat that he's not serious about you, and the only thing you can do is either play with him or ditch from him she won't listen, talking about he going to realize what he got in front of him real soon.

She spent her whole high school skipping class, being absent, getting detention, fighting random females which I had to stop every fight that I could, getting dump by him, getting back with him... well you get the picture right?