This Thing Called Love

chapterTHREE

Tried to stay down, and ride for you.

Meeka

I throw a right, than a left to connect.  I duck and swing again. This was the third time this week, another female decides to walk up and run their mouth to me as of ima just stand there and look stupid. WRONG!

I have never been the one to back down from a fight, and I wasn't about to start now. Bitches got me fucked up. She scratched my face and the next thing I knew I was being pulled of the girl.

Dude get your hands of me

"calm down miss"

Naw, bump that. She came at me!

"miss, calm down. I don't understand why yall are fighting... Everytime we are called you're always involved. If you don't calm down, i'm going to have to lock you... Jason grab her.

"Meeka, chill I can't keep saving you."

Well don't! I'm a big girl I can handle myself.

"You're also old enough to go to jail."

So

"So? Do you know what they would do to you down there? Attack you like vultures."

Watever... I roll my eyes at him. Jason was my oldest brothers friend. Stood about 6'0, tall, dark, and handsome. Straight perfection. He moved away about 5 years ago, and came back. He's in his early 20's and if it isn't obvious he's a police officer. He often does patrols at the mall.

"Look chill Meeka ok? Where did you park.?"

I didn't drive, I caught the tarc.

He walks off, and says a few things to the other officer and comes back.

"he said I can let you off with a warning, but next time you will be taken in."

Whatever.

"Well, I'll take you home."

Naw, dude i'm good.

"Meeka" his face got serious.

I sigh. And say fine.. I try to hold back the smile that was forming on my face.