In Too Deep (Urban) Book 4 | The Sideline Series

Chapter 21 (Part 1)

Victoria

"Look me in my eyes," Teddy grunted as he lifted my head up so I was looking him in the eyes.

Theodore knew I was about to explode but he wanted me to look him in the eyes when I did. He always did, which was a turn on for me. I wrapped my legs around Theodore's torso, causing the covers to fall off of us but I didn't care and neither did Theodore. We were both just trying to climax before we got caught by my parents.

I placed my hands over my mouth so I wouldn't make too much noise but it was no use. I let out a long moan when I finally released all over Theodore.

He chuckled before rolling off of me, "I knew you missed me."

"Maybe just a little," I leaned over and tried kissing him but he backed away.

"What are you doin'? You know we ain't cool like that no more. You better run along with Keenon before his ass pop up in this room or 'sum," Theodore replied.

I scrunched up my face and looked around the room I thought to be mine, but it was Keenon's and he was absent. I looked back at Theodore but he was gone too. "Theodore? Theodore!" I called but I was in a dark room by myself.

It wasn't until I woke up in the back of Ms. Marshall's class, that I realized I was dreaming the whole time. I lifted my head up and squinted my eyes because of the bright, piercing lights in her class room. 

"Nice of you to finally join us Miss. McDonald," Ms. Marshall smiled. "I would ask what you were dreaming about, but it's pretty clear to everyone in the class whose name you were calling."

I rolled my eyes and looked over at Theodore, who sat desks away from me. The only time I ever remember saying a name was when I was calling Theodore. He kept his back to me as the class erupted into laughter, finally getting some enjoyment out of Ms. Marshall's class for the first time since the beginning of the school year.

"I heard that bitch stay having wet dreams about T Boogie," One of the hood rat girls said.

I scoffed as I sat up in my seat. That bitch was too worthless for me to even argue with. I felt bad for her honestly. Her weave was stank, her makeup wasn't evenly applied to her face and her clothes looked like she borrowed them from the Salvation Army. I'd just waste my energy fighting with her, seeing as though she already had her own problems going on.

Though the past few weeks at school had been flying, they felt like an eternity at home. Mama and Daddy constantly bickered about everything, especially my behavior which isn't that bad. I go to school and I behave, I just act out at home to make Sincere upset. I get some sort of enjoyment out of the way she turns red and uses everything in her not to put her hands on me. 

Speaking of home, Deonte's never around anymore. If he's not at school he's out practicing with the team, well at least that's what he tells us but Mama thinks otherwise. His party got cancelled a few weekends ago and we planned on rescheduling it to the next weekend but something got in the way then, and the weekends that followed that one but tonight is when it's really about to go down.

This party is supposed to be Deonte's end of the year bash. It's the middle of May, so the Seniors at Compton High were about to get out soon. Most were eager already since they had just finished off their last finals yesterday. The last major event they had left to complete was graduation and the pick-up of their cap and gowns, which was this afternoon at 12.

It's gonna be weird not seeing Deonte around school, but then again it's a good thing. Now, I won't have somebody constantly breathing down my back. I won't have somebody that'll snitch on me to Mama and Daddy. And I definitely won't have to look out for him if I'm doing something wrong anymore.