melancholy. (studxstud)

- one.

     Denise..

    - "You stupid bitch!" A sharp sting came across my face. Her eyes widened as the tears of pain filled my eyes.

  It wasn't just the painful slap that hurt, it was the feelings and love that I thought was there. She.. hit me. She promised me I wouldn't have to go through the same thing again and here I am.

   "Denise.. I-I'm sorry mama." I chuckled then straightened myself up.

    Never again will I let her see me in a bad state.

  "Stay away from me , you understand? If I catch you anywhere around me.. I will kill you." Grabbing my book bag off her couch I walked out slamming the door shut behind me.

    I've never felt so used in my life. Who would've thought that love would hurt so much.

      Maybe if I would've did something different she wouldn't have hit me. I stopped on my tracks turning around starting to shake lightly.

  " Just give her a chance, she has nobody Denise." I whispered turning the door knob.

   I walked back in dropping my back on the floor realizing my biggest mistake.

  Walking back into this house. I froze.

     A hand soon was touching
on my waist as she pushed my head to the side to lay kisses on my neck.

  "I'm gonna make it better.. I-I'm gonna take away all your pain, baby." She whispered letting her love spread across my body. I knew where this was going and I knew I could stop it but I was numb.

    I needed to feel something or someone.. the tears started to slip.

   And so did my sanity.

      - one year earlier.

   "Yo son , shut ya dibs!" I yelled at Leslie because of the dumbness that was being released from her lips.

   We were sitting outside of 7/11 hanging out like we always do once all of our classes ended.

  Leslie is my bestfriend. We've been friends since I could remember so her ignorance is nothing new to me.

    She was pretty as fuck to me, for a stud at least. Long black hair and light pretty skin but studs aren't really my type.

  

   "Think about it , that's all I'm gonna say Brodie." She laughed then looked to the side. "Look who it is." I took a sip of my drink letting confusion run across my body.

  "Wh-" Following her eyes I realized who and what she was talking about. It was the most fucked up person I know, well we ALL know. Jesalena.

  I rolled my eyes then looked back at Leslie.

  Jes has a fucked up head or at least that's what I've heard. Her mom is a crackhead and her dad is a drunk but you wouldn't know until you've asked.

    She most definitely had a ring to her though. You could tell she was misunderstood by many so I sorta understand why she's coldblooded.

  "She is kinda fine, den." Leslie licked her lips then smirked looking back at me.

  "Go talk to her." She laughed out as I almost had a spit take.

  "Me talk to her? I'll pass.." I chuckled then threw up in my mouth. Even if I tried to shoot my shot, I most definitely wouldn't make it. I looked at her demeanor which wasn't really that bad.

    Her white shirt that fit her body to the T. Her black sweatpants that hung off her waist and her white Slides along with her polo socks. Her braids which honestly looked S-

   "Dawg yo ass deaf or dumb, you got a staring problem?" I got out my thoughts then widened my eyes realizing who I was face to face with.

   The devil herself.

"Nah man , get off my Dick." She chuckled looking me up and down.

    I felt uncomfortable and intimidated but I wouldn't show it one bit.

     "Yeah that's what I thought.. pussy." Scrunching up my nose by the sight of her she walked away laughing.

   Who the fuck do she think she is to just walk up to me? I never did shit to her but STARING causes conflict.

   "Ayo, Leslie let's go man." I grabbed my drink and backpack lifting myself from the 2 sided table.

    Leslie soon followed once I started to walk away grabbing my hand. Before I left I took a glance at the girl once more.

   Her gaze was fixated on me and it got me kinda heated.

     She winked then laughed with her friends. I've only had a conversation with her for a few seconds and already see why people don't like her.

    Best believe I'm not scared of no man but she's very.. different. I feel like there's so much more to her but I won't dare ask her about it. You see how she just treated me.

   "Hey you good?" I stopped the car not even realizing we had made it to her house.

   I looked over at Leslie with a sly smirk. "Get out my car dumbass.

"Oh shut up bitch , your the dumbass." She laughed placing a small slap on my face.

   Once she got out I started to head home with whatever happened today on my mind. Why did she wink if she so called "hard" ? Why did she even care if I was looking at her ? I sighed pulling up to my college dorm. Maybe if I get some rest I'd brush the shit off.