Him and I

Chapter 17

So I hit 9k. That's fucking amazing. You guys are great. Here's your last update. As my birthday month comes to an end. *cries*

Tyrene Pov

Anthony whooped me for the first time yesterday.

Flash back:

I had been staying with Anthony for about a week. Dad was still recovering in the hospital. Antrez was out, but he was in bed rest. Anthony visited him once a day just to check on him. Sometimes I stayed in the car. Anthony drove me to and from school everyday. I don't really want to go. Everyone been getting on my nerves. Today was just not the day.

Anthony wasn't able to come get me because of a work related emergency. He called and told me his friend would be coming to get me. When I walked out the building I saw a Hispanic man standing off to the side talking in his phone. I approached him. "I got her Anthony. Bye." He hung up. "Good evening Tyrene. My name is Ernesto. I've been instructed to take you to Antrez's house." That was it. I was triggered. I let out an obnoxious sigh and stomped my foot. He looked taken aback. "I'm sorry. Let go to the car yea?" What was he apologizing for. We walked to his car in silence. I refuse to talk to him. He tried though. I shut him right down. "Can you please leave me alone. Thank you." Not another work from him. When I got to Antrez's house, I didn't say anything to him. "Bye!" He shouted through the window. I kept walking. I don't care. I walked to Antrez's door and unlocked it. I'm so upset. I slammed the door behind me. I don't want to be here. "I don't know who the hell you think you dealing with. Or what the hell is wrong with you, but it's needs to stop. You're gonna get up and try that again. Slamming doors in my fucking house. Tuh. Try again." I turned around and went back out the door, slamming it on my out. When I came back in, I made special asshole effort to open and close the door softly. He was sitting on the couch. "Go upstairs. I don't have time for you right now." Time for me? Whatever. I went upstairs and slammed the guess room door. I threw myself on the bed. Fuck I hate this. I don't have time. I pulled out my homework and got to work.

A few hours later, the opened and in came Anthony. "Pack your stuff. We headed back to my house." I didn't respond, but started to pack anyway. I walked down the steps and heard Antrez talking to Anthony. "You better get her. If I was in better condition I would have put her through a wall." Anthony cringed. "And you'd be in jail." They laughed. "But seriously. Get her." Anthony nodded. "I'll talk to her." I walked down the steps. "Go get in the car." He tossed me his keys. I walked out to the truck and climbed in. I sat in the front seat just thinking. Even when my Dad gets out, I'm gonna have to help him like all the time. I don't mind. He would do it for me. But like I don't want to. I let the seat back. I need him to come on. The divers door swung open and in he got. He didn't say anything, I figured he just wasn't talking much. The energy in the car seemed off. Whatever.

When we got home Anthony still hadn't said anything to me. I wonder what his problem is. I walked in the door and sat down on the couch. I guess I'll watch Tv. When I grabbed the remote, Anthony stopped me. "Actually, I would like you to go to your room." My room? What did I do? I don't feel like arguing, so I just grab my bad and go. I leave the door open though. He's on the phone with somebody. "Hay...I'm good you?... What did Ty do?... She didn't say anything?... Why would she do that? I'm not understanding... wow... okay... Thanks... Have a nice night." He ended the call. Oh shit. Then he Dialed another number. "Hey Dre... yea I'm straight, but I don't know what to do... Ty had an aweful day. Her teacher called, said she was yelling at another student and arguing with teachers all day. They're trying to give her the benefit of the doubt but damn. Then she completely disrespected Ernesto... Yea my friend from work... Then she had a rough encounter with Antrez, but he said he don't have the energy to deal with it. He doesn't... I don't know what to do... No, I don't want to do that. I'm upset, but I'm not angry... I'm just a little fed up with her behavior. Like she's pushing everyone's buttons. She dosent usually make me this upset... That's a you and Antrez thing." He's gonna beat my ass. I close the door. I don't wanna hear anymore. Anthony has never and I thought would never whoop me. Oh my goddess. And it's not like I can say I didn't do anything because I know I did. I did a lot. Maybe I can run away. He gone beat my ass worst. Maybe I could... There was a knock on the door. Nooooooooo. "Ty we need to talk." I sat up. "Yes Uncle Anthony." He sat down in a chair in the room. He looked clearly uncomfortable. "Your behavior have been... less than acceptable. I know your struggling, but it's not an excuse. Your uncle and father would like for me to handle it how they would handle it, but I don't want too. I don't think it's what you need. I'm here to talk if you want. You know, I hope I haven't failed you in any way. I want to love and support you no babygirl and I can't if you're not gonna let me." I nodded. "I understand." He smiled at me. "Good. C'mere." I got up and walked over to him. He opened his arms. I hugged him. I really just got out of a whopping. Or so I had thought.