RING RING
RING RING
I sighed and rolled out of the bed with my hair all over the place. I went and did my hygiene things, slipping on some sweats and a white fitted t-shirt, with my all white shell toes. I just let my hair go with the flow. I went downstairs to see Shanique talking to my mom giggling as if she's innocent.
" GoodMorning " my mother said.
I did a simple wave. I honestly didn't want to go to school.
" Are you always gonna wear sweats on Monday?" my mother asked.
I shrugged " Mami please don't start,you know I hate Mondays" I said grabbing a apple and taking a bite.
She just nodded.
"Let's go " I said grabbing the keys.
"Bye Miss.Shannon" Shanique waved innocently.
This girl is sum else tryna act all nice.
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We got out and entered the building, as I walked I felt a strong pair of arms grip onto my waist. I instantly got scared and tightened up. It was Rashad, my abusive boyfriend.
" I miss you baby " he whispered In my ear.
" Mhm I miss you too " I lied.
He pinched my side real hard, it hurted badly but I had to hide the pain or i'd be killed.
" Why the fuck you haven't called me last weekend." he whispered loudly causing me to jump in fear.
" I'm sorry baby you know my moms sick" I lied for the second time.
He pulled me inside the nearby Janitor room and locked it.
He slapped me as if I was just a hoe on the street. I winced at the pain as I held my face. He got a grip of my hair and pulled me up.
" I just seen yo momma at the grocery store with yo lying ass I should beat the fuck out of you " he yelled silently.
" I'm so sorry, just don't hurt me" I cried.
He threw me down onto the pile of cleaning supplies.
"I love you babe " he mouthed and smirked as he left.
I freaking hate him.
I left out the closet, and the janitor was coming in.
"You silly highschoolers" he said groggily as he shook his head in shame.
I walked to my first period class which was fashion design class. I hoped to be a Fashion Designer one day but I was always told don't get your hopes up on big dreams, and lots of money, your just a ratchett hood girl.
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I got done with my piece , and showed Ms.Brooks.
"Fabulous Hermosa " she said, "this piece is just beautiful, the colors just go perfect as it's in one piece" she told me.
" Well I pick this dress for a casual cocktail party, and a party girl type." I say," It's tight on the body but loose on the arm and has cuffs at the bottom, with the leather texture" I explained.
"Bravo !, Chanel honey your gonna make it out into the big city" she said.
I just shrugged.
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I went home preparing for the... date.. no the hangout I guess ,we are just friends. I think ? Maybe ? idk what to call it.
I did a few hygiene things, and decided to clean myself up. I wore a white crop top that reads : Go Fuck your selfie, printed in black, with some light washed jeans with my black sandals. I parted my hair where the hair ontøp was in a high ponytail as the rest was straight down. I put on some silver jewelry to top everything off and grabbed my purse, a jacket and my phone.
Glancing at the time which read 5:05 pm, I called Jace and he hasn't anwsered my phone calls. I texted him 10 times until I finally gave up. I looked at the time and it was 10:34 pm. I shook my head and headed back upstairs. I put on my shorts and a white wife beater and my knee high socks on. I was on my way to sleep until heard the doorbell. At first I thought I was hearing stuff , but then it rang again. I got out of my bed and went downstairs to open the door. I peeked through the peep hole and saw Jace standing there soaked from the rain. I opened the door, and sighed irratatedly.
" I'm sorry Chanel, I just got caught up in some things and-" I cut him off.
" Save it, It's okay I understand " I whispered.
I observed what he had on , and he had a v-neck shirt, with some blue jean tru's , and some kd 7's. But on his hip he had blood coming through his shirt.
"Uhm do you need help with that?"
" Nah it's good, but thanks ma"
" Get in here " I demanded.
He came in and sat on the couch as if nothing was hurting him. I went to grab the first kit aid and the stitches supplies, I knew how to do them , cause of my sewing techniques. I went in the living room and saw him still siting there but he was looking at the pictures being displayed on the table. I went up to him and laid the towel on the couch. I pulled up his shirt revealing those perfectly formed abs of his.
" Lay on your side " I told him and he obeyed.
I cleaned the bullet wound up, before placing stitches on it. All he did was cover his face and sigh the whole time.
He got up and headed towards the door.
" Thanks beautiful " he said.
"Mhm whatever" I said.
" Look I said I was sorry, and Im willing to make it up to you " he explained.
I hesitated and finally gave in.
" Fineeee, but I swear I'll never speak to you again if you miss it " I said in all seriousness.
"I pinky promise " he said
We both interlocked pinkies, as I giggled. I watched him pull off , and went in the house off to bed.
I just hope Rashad doesn't find Out.
