Road to Happiness

3RTH

Danchea's POV

As Paris and I were walking into the school. I noticed she had stopped and had a horrified look plastered on her face.

I looked into the direction she was staring in and rolled my eyes when I saw who was walking towards us.

I stood in front of Paris and crossed my arms.

"What the fuck you want bey(bro)?" I spat at him when he approached us.

"Chill bey. I come to talk to Paris." He replied nonchalantly.

"Boy, if you don't carry-"

"Danny just go ight? Imma be good." Paris said cutting me off giving me a weak smile.

I stared him down before walking off. I hated that nigga guts.

Paris' POV🗼

"What do you want Dallas?" I said nervously playing with my perfectly manicured nails.

"I want you." He replied bluntly.

My head shot up as I looked him dead in the eyes and sucked my teeth.

"Nigga you had me, but you want to fuck around with them bad gyals(hoes)." I said straight mugging him.

"Man, fuck alla (all of) that. That's in the past. You looking good asf right now." He replied licking his big lips and taking my hand.

"Yeah, I know I look good." I said confidently as I took my hand back and flipped my hair.

"You stopped cutting yourself yet?" He asked with a evil smirk on his face.

My eyes widened as I replayed in my mind what he just said. Why would he say that? How could he say that? I felt a stinging sensation in my eyes indicating that I was about to cry.

Without a second thought, I cocked my hand back and bitch slapped the shit out of him.

"YOU WERE THE CAUSE OF IT, YOU UGLY MUTHAFUCKA!" I yelled at the top of my lungs.

At this point everyone in the hallway was surrounding us. I didn't care tho. I was angry- no, I was livid! Steam was practically coming from my ears.

But it was true, Dallas was one ugly muthafucka. He had an oddly shaped head and his teeth were all jacked up. The only thing that looked good on him was his waves and the fact that he could dress gave him a pass.

Dallas' bitch ass

When Dallas finally caught his balance, he threw me up against the wall and wrapped his hand around my throat giving it a tight squeeze.

"You gone stop fucking with me lil bitch. I could ruin yuh (your) life, remember that shit." He whispered in my ear.

The tears just streamed my face because I was so embarrassed and what made it worse, no one even tried to help me. But, I knew exactly what he meant and instantly regretted what I had done.

After he let me go, my chest heaved up and down as I tried to catch my breath. But, the second he turned around..

*BAM*

"Never put your hands on a fucking female!" The guy yelled into Dallas' face after punching him to the ground.

I'm not gonna lie tho, he was cute. He was around 5'7, plus he was a thick nigga with low cut hair. He got nice pink plum lips. I could only imagine how soft they were.

I had to stop staring because I could feel my panties getting wet just by staring at his bulging muscles.

'Damn' I thought to myself looking at the floor.

"You okay?" He asked walking up to me.

My head shot up as I gave him a nervous smile, quickly nodding my head.

"Y-yeah, you didn't have to do that tho." I told him looking at his luscious lips.

"But I wanted to..the name's Tre, and yours is?" He asked licking his lips and extending his hand.

I'm Paris" I responded giving him a small smile while shaking his hand.

"Woah. You're Paris? Never bey (bro). He replied.

I slowly nodded my head, feeling my face heat up with embarrassment.

"Well, you beautiful ma." He said honestly.

I looked into his eyes to find any trace of lies. Nothing.

He then handed me his phone. "Put yo number in there."

And I did just that.

We parted ways after I gave him his phone back and went to class. I couldn't stop thinking about his ass.

My thoughts were interrupted by Dallas' whispers. 'I'll ruin your life, remember that shit.'

'I shouldn't have done it.' I thought to myself, regretting my choices.

Author's Note
-hmm..what did Paris do??
-Paris × Tre??
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-Much love❤ Muah!