Ace Scott ⚾️
I'm pretty sure I know how Khamarie thinks of me now. What I did was wrong and I saw it in her face. She didn't come to English and I was worried about her.
Jazz spotted me in the hallway looking sad.
"I know you not sad over Khamarie big ass! That's a big ass girl."
"Nah bruh, Diamond ain't let me smash last night" I said, coming up with a quick lie.
"Oh okay, just making sure" he said, about to walk away.
"Aye bruh" he turned around.
"Wassup G" Jazz said.
"Why do you say all that bad stuff about Khamarie?"
"She fat and she's not my problem so why do you care?"
"Shit you right. I just wanted to know Jazz" I said walking off before he could say something.
I have got to text her. I need to apologize but she can't know it's me.
"Damn, what can I do" I thought to myself.
I texted her and said "I seen what happened at lunch, Ace is a dick and so is Jazz. I would never do you like that." Good cover.
Khamarie Frazier💛
This unknown number was really ticking me off. Like are you stalking me or fucking what.
Why can't people just leave me alone.
It's hard to be comfortable in your own skin while hearing backlash from basically everyone around you but I know how to fix it.
I went in the bathroom and found a straight blade. I heard my mom come through the door. Right on cue.
"Pooh! Get down here!" She said.
I went down stairs with low and red eyes. She continued to yell.
"Did you come on to Elijah last night? You fat bastard" she accused me.
I shook my head no fast. He came on to me first but I couldn't get the words out.
"He called me this morning and told me you wanted to have sex with him and you had been eyeing him since he started coming over here"
I just stood there shell shocked. It's no way my mom would believe this grown man she met two weeks ago over me.
"You are gonna learn to leave my men alone Pooh! They are mine!" She said slapping me across my face.
"Get out my face" was all she said as she walked away.
I grabbed my face as it throbbed. I ran into the bathroom slamming the door and sliding down the back of it with tears in my eyes.
I placed my head in my hands and spotted the straight blade again.
I kept singing Butterflies in my head hoping that, that could be me one day...but not today. Why am I so broken? I've never done anything to anyone.
