Izel
Later on, when school had let out, I sat on the bench in front of the school, waiting for my stepdad to show up. He offered to pick me up.
Whenever he's being nice, I like it, so of course I use it. I try not to say anything that'll trigger him. It's like trying not to step on a lego in a little kids room.
"You waiting on me?" Reggie came and sat next to me.
"No." I scooted over. "I don't know you like that."
"I bought you lunch and that's how you do me?" He shook his head. I couldn't tell if he was joking or not.
"You offered to buy it. I had my own money and I told you that probably twenty times. That's your loss." I shrugged.
"I was just playing with you." He chuckled. "But, how come you don't be posting nothing on your instagram?"
"Are you stalking me?" I looked at him.
"You could say that." He smiled.
"I don't have a phone." I looked the other way while rubbing my arm.
"Damn, a fine ass girl like you?" He shook his head. "Take a picture with me."
I saw my stepdads truck and I started to praise god.
"Bye Reginald." I called him by his full name.
I hopped into the truck and I saw my stepdad looking at something. I followed his eyes and saw a couple making out on the far bench.
"The teachers don't say anything about it." I spoke while putting on my seatbelt.
"Those are kids who don't have strict parents. I'm glad me and your mother didn't raise you like that." He shook his head.
I sat back in the seat and watched the road.
"I'm leaving tonight." He cleared his throat. "It's a business thing I have to go to. I'll be gone for about three weeks."
I nodded my head.
"What did I tell you about that?" He frowned.
"I'm sorry."
"Anyways, I don't want to come back to a dirty house."
"Okay." I made sure I spoke before nodding. "Where are you leaving to?"
"Texas."
We pulled up in front of the house and I was so quick to get out. I was hot in this sweatshirt because it was like a thousand degrees outside.
I got to my bathroom and stripped out of my clothes.
I looked in the mirror and saw how sweaty I was. I admired my arms and I cringed a bit. I never thought I would be the type to harm myself, but I did anyway.
My arm was sore from people grabbing on it and touching right on the fresh cuts.
Before I got into the shower, I put vaseline on my arms so it could clear up.
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August
Right now I was sitting on the couch scrolling through my instagram waiting for Travis to finish rolling up his blunts so we could leave.
While scrollin' a video popped out to me. Something that one rich ass kid posted.
"She's leaving me alone yall. Imma fasho' miss her cute ass too."
The boy in the video chuckled while recording the girl walk off to a truck. The truck looked hella familiar.
There was a knock at the door that caused me and Travis to look up.
I looked out the window and it was a girl. I unlocked the door and opened it while looking her up and down.
"What?"
"Is Ms.Sheila here? She left her bible in my car." She looked nervous.
"I'll give it to her." I held my hand out. She handed me the bible and smiled.
"Thank y-.." I shut the door on her and sat the bible down on the counter.
"Who was it?" Travis asked.
"Some girl from mama church." I shrugged. "You ready?"
"Yea."
I grabbed the supply and stuffed it into my book bag. We walked to the car and I checked my surroundings before getting in.
When we got to our spot, I looked around for the white boy that spoke to us the other day.
"You sure we in the right neighborhood?" I asked while still looking around.
"This what he texted me." Travis shrugged. "This don't seem too right to me." He shook his head we drove off.
My phone started to vibrate and I knew it was probably Tatianna callin' me.
"Wassup?" I answered.
"Baby, I'm lonely." She whined.
Travis looked over at me and shook his head.
"I'm busy right now. Let me call ya' later."
"Fine."
I hung up and put my phone back in my pocket.
"Only time a girl say she lonely is when she want some dick." Travis spoke.
I looked over at him and I couldn't help but to laugh at his corny ass joke.
"I'm serious." He chuckled. "Y'all must've already had sex?"
"That's personal playa'." I looked out the window.
"That means yall did. You wrapped up, right?" He laughed.
"Hell yea, I aint goin' in no mo' bitches raw after dat one chick."
"Izel?" He frowned.
"Nah." I shook my head.
"Nigga dat's the only otha' girl you done been with."
"No it hasn't- idiot." I shook my head. "And stop bringin' ha' ass up. She played me - She played all of us."
"That's interesting. How she play all of us?"
"Dat night we got arrested and beat on by them cops. She aint do shit bout dat. She watched the people who cared fa' ha' get beat up and left us behind. She aint try to hit none of us up afta' dat." I shook my head. I was startin' to get mad all ova' again.
"Man you trippin'. She aint got no phone. Her stepdad took all of that away from her."
"Whateva', let's go make dis money." I sat up and turned off my locations.
