Violence 101

Revenge is Sωεετ, ΒΙοοd is Sωεετεr

BENNIE:

I wake up Saturday morning and yawn. I look over at Chelsey wrapped in my sheets. I sigh and get into the shower. I'm so fucking stupid. I let someone I love go and out of anger slept with this bitch. What the fuck is wrong with me?! I press my head against the wall and let the water trail down my back. I sigh. I guess I'm gonna have to try to get her back. At least be cool with her.

Chelsey: Bennie?

I sigh and get out the shower. Wrapping a towel around my waist I walk out to see her looking at me. She gets up and smiles.

Chelsey: Hey.

She touches my chest and plays with my towel. I move her hand. She looks up at me.

Chelsey: What?

Me: All we do is fuck like really? Do you have feelings?

Chelsey: My mom said I was born in hell so probably not.

Me: I can't even believe I'm sonfucking dumb.

Chelsey: Dont say that babe.

Me: Get away from me. I actually thought there was a chance with you like real talk. Why do you think I took you out and gave you things?

Chelsey: My mom said boys just play with your emotions.

Me: You should stop listening to fucking mom. She's a terrible person if she says those things to you. Not everyone is like that.

Chelsey: Oh. Here I am being a hoe. Not knowing any better. I guess growing up with seven different dads can affect you.

Me: Look I'll help you but you can't be making fun of people and be rude to them. That's what gets you not liked. On Monday, you're gonna go up to every single person you've been rude to and apologize for what you did.

Chelsey: That means you have to apologize to Natasha and DJ.

Me: Yeah. You're right. Shake on it?

Chelsey:*smiles* Yeah.

We shake hands. Chelsey smiles again. She was a really beautiful girl. Very beautiful but what she was taught made her ugly. I kiss her head.

Me: Now get dressed. I'm gonna take you out.

Chelsey: Oh. Okay.

She runs into the bathroom like a kid. I laugh. I put on a black muscle shirt and some sweat pants. I place on my black Nike running shoes and go downstairs. I go into the kitchen and start making some breakfast. Yes I can cook. Momma always said the best way to impress a girl is by cooking for her. After I finish Chelsey comes down.

Chelsey: Whoa. I didn't know big shot can cook.

I turn to look at her. She wore a black shorts bra with some sweats and black jordans. Her hair was in a ponytail and she had no make up. I smile at her.

Me: You should show your face more. You're very beautiful.

Chelsey: Me? No. To be honest the only one I know who can pull it out without make up is Natasha.

Me: You look amazing just like that. You cleaning your clothes from yesterday?

Me: Yeah. I didn't have a shirt.

Me: Well come and eat. I'll check on it for you.

She fixes a plate and sits down at that table. I go into the wash room and see it done in the washer. I throw it in the dryer and go back to eat. After we're done, she gets her shirt. It was a black half shirt. Looks like we're matching. Wow.