Whoever said 'preacher's kids are the worst' obviously haven't met Beyoncé Knowles or maybe they have because when the bad boy Shawn Carter aka Jay-z comes to town he turns this good girl into her parents worst nightmare. She starts falling for his...
At first, I was hesitant but if Shawn I mean Jay wanted to hurt me he would've when he first had the chance to. So I wasn't worried plus I had my mace and taser in my bag just in case.
We left out the back through the kitchen because my parents had Casey from church chaperoning everyone and if she saw me leave out with a guy she'd surely notify my parents.
He let go of my hand as we made it out into the alley. It was now dark out, and the moon was our only light source, so we kept walking till he spotted this bar with neon signs in the windows.
"A bar?! I'm not going in there." I uttered as he grabbed hold of my hand pulling me along.
"You're 18 now, it's time you lived a little."
It smelled like cigarettes and cheap air fresheners inside. No heads turned when we walked in, nobody cared. I was confused usually someone would notice me as 'that preacher's kid' but nobody did maybe it was the new hair.
Jay and I sat at the bar, and he ordered a drink.
"Do you want something?" he questioned me. I pressed my lips together firmly thinking about how I was finally 18. Therefore ready to break out of my shell and experience the unexpected but another part of me was scared someone from church would notice me in here trying to be grown. I just turned 18 today, and I was already forcing the adult act. "It's not against anything to drink as long as you don't get drunk, right?"
I nodded; he was right "um... I'll have a Tequila."
Not even knowing what specific drink that was and just going off a television show I once watched.
The bartender stared at us like we were from another planet not yet known to mankind "we'll just have two ice-cold beers."
"Did I say something wrong?"
"I don't think they sell that drink here this isn't a Manhattan nightclub," Jay said.
The bartender slid our drinks over as Jay picked his up and I did the same "to new beginnings." we toasted; I swallowed some bitter liquid down then wiped my mouth after. It was nasty!
Looking over Jay's shoulder, I saw Shaniqua waiting a table—she worked here!
Jay was talking, but I wasn't hearing anything he was saying as I grab a Budweiser bottle from over the counter "excuse me!" I told him as I stood walking up to Shaniqua who had her back turned, I tapped her shoulder as soon as she turned around I smashed the beer bottle over her head making her fall back as I continued swinging, "you messing with the wrong one!" I shouted, beating her face onto the table before a set of large hands pulled me back; I thought it was Jay but no instead it was this big burly white guy dressed in an officer suit, "get off me!" he lifted me off my feet, but I still had Shaniqua hair in my hand pulling on it as he pulled me away.
Y'all just don't know how determined I was to take a pile of her hair as a souvenir.
Her hair finally came loose as he carried me out the door. And put handcuffs on me, yet I didn't come down to reality till the cell doors slammed in my face. I was in jail... on my birthday.
I started pacing the floors hoping my parents didn't find out. Hours seemed to pass till a different officer came opening the bars then called my name telling me that someone had posted my bail but who?
I followed the officer to the front of the building where Jay and his cousin stood from the yellow chairs that aligned one of the walls.
The lady behind the desk gave me my belongings the officers confiscated as I quickly check my phone for any messages from my parents. Sighing in sheer relief when I didn't see any although it was 3-something in the morning.
"I heard what happened, and I'm only mad I didn't get a chance to see." His cousin said as we left the police station. "Jay, you shoulda least recorded it."
I sat in the passenger seat while his cousin sat in the back and Jay in the driver seat as he drove away.
"Thanks."
"Consider it a late birthday present," he answered, making me smile although somewhere in me knew I had to pay him back, it was only right. But then again I wasn't living righteously anymore.
"You're lucky cuz he never gave me anything on my birthday and I'm his own blood." Bryshere admitted, "he's like the real-life version of Mr.Krabs."
I got out walking towards my house and onto the porch when we got there. Jay pulled off and as soon as he did I rush from the porch and over to the side of the house. Collecting pebbles before tossing them at Zendaya's window till she woke up.
She stuck her head from her bedroom window with a shocked expression on her face "what are you doing out there?"
"I'll tell you after you let me up," I replied.
Minutes later she lowered a rope made out of bedsheets down from her bedroom window as I climbed.
"Okay... spill?" She started as soon as my shoes touched the carpet of her room.
"I was in jail for fighting," I revealed as her brown eyes widen.
"Who?"
"Shaniqua! I caught her alone and got revenge." I shrugged as if it was nothing "I had a guy from church bail me out."
"Wait! Y'all fought at the bowling alley?"
"At a bar actually."
"You went to a bar? Mom and dad are going to kill you when they find out!"
"That's why they won't because neither of us will tell just like neither of us will tell about the little phase you're going through..." I reminded in other words if she told on me then I was going to tell on her too.
"Deal." she agreed as we shook on it and I went to my bedroom after.
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