Jamaican One Shots

Chapter 2

Jay's P.O.V

I stared at her Magnificent Contours as I was lost in my thoughts, thinking about the beautiful angel that I love.

Her Beautiful Smile,

Her sexy strides,

Her attractive Body

Her sweet yet innocent personality,

She is perfect, she is beyond Perfect.

She is my soul mate,

She is my mate yet, she belonged to someone else. Someone that I dreaded, someone that made me insane, someone that was my unspoken enemy.

I stood in-front of my locker as Alessandra approached, showing her cheeky smile as she always does.

I wasn't exactly the coolest guy in school, yet, I wasn't the nerdiest either. I wasn't average, I wasn't a jock, I wasn't a freak, I was just unclassified. We met back on September 6, 2015 when it was our freshman year. She was always the outgoing type, yet she wasn't bitchy, she was just always adventurous, outspoken, funny, quite dorky sometimes, but she always made my day. We used to exchange a few chats here and there until now in our sophomore year where we share classes. As I got to know her better, the more I loved her. The more I felt attracted to her, the more I was helplessly in love with her, but she has a boyfriend. Marcus Dexton. My unspoken enemy. Alessandra and I used to talk as friends and all until a few weeks ago when my feelings began to change; when I began to feel more attraction towards her than mere friendship. I can't even close my eyes without seeing her face first and that's when my thoughts were interrupted.

"Jay"

"Jay!"

"Oh um.......Yeah?"

i answered as i smiled like there was no ending towards my baby. She made me feel complete. Even on the darkest days she manage to crack me up.

She giggled to my sudden strange reaction

"We have an Information Technology exam coming up soon and i am going to need your help with studying. How about you meet me at your place?"

"Uhm.......... Sure........"

"Nigga, why the fuck you talking to my bitch get out of her fucking way you sick bastard"

"Marcus shut the fuck up and leave Jay alone. He is my best friend"

"I don't know why you always talking to that gay ass nigga"

And that's when i snapped. I hate homophobic bastards

"I aint Gay, motherfucker, and treat my best friend like a queen you dumb bitch, and watch that fucking mouth of yours before i shut it up for you, you fu-"

Slam

the next thing i know, i am slammed against my locker

"Shut up sissy"

"Nigga shut the fuck up, your skinny ass piece of shit! your bad breath is torturing my nose!"

i responded as he got me infuriated, then he sent his fist clashing into my jaw, as my neck reflexed, causing it to crick.

that's when all my pent up anger started rushing to my fists and i lost it.

5 Minutes Later

The crowd was cheering, screaming my name as my fist damage the pussy's face. i hated him so much i couldn't even describe it. My fist was filled with blood, my heart was filled with pain, my soul was filled with grief and hurt and i just continued to punch. his blood spattered onto my fists as i was pulled away from him and rushed into the nurse's office along with him following from behind as a few students lifted him off the ground.