Him and I

Chapter 19

Sorry I'm advance. It's kinda short.

Ty POV

I've been back in school from break and I hate it. Dad bought me a new phone since my old , even though was beat up in the crash, it worked, but it's time for another. I'm actually very excited about that. School has ben less than exciting though. Im just happy were in the final strech. That little teaser, right before Christmas. Im not happy about exams. I'm actually very nervous about my grades. I know I failed math. I don't know how to tell Dad though. I've never failed anything before. Never.

2 week time skip——(feeling lazy)

Exams are over and report cards are being handed out. I won't mention it to dad. He probably knows about it. He works here. So why do they give it to me anyway. I open it up and check my grades. Fuck. 67- Geometry. He's gonna kill me. I'm sure of it. Hopefully he won't ask about it. Doubt it. My phone dings and it's a text from Dad. Speak of the Devil. 'Hay I got some stuff to take care of after school. Trez on his way to come get you. He's taking you to moma house. Be safe. Love you.' Why he ain't he'll me bout this earlier. Oh well. Class was about to end anyway.

The bell rung and I head down to the car pickup. Antrez was down there waiting. I got in the car, said hay, and was quiet for the rest of the drive. I'm not sure how the respond to grades, but considering Dad works at the school, I know it won't be taken lightly. Antrez picks up on my mood, but doesn't say anything. We head to his moms house and I get out. He yells bye from the car. I just wave. I go in to Nanas house and plop on the couch. She comes around the corner and just looks at me. I stare back. "You got a problem lil girl? You ain't speak or gimmie no hug..." I didn't want to. I don't feel like it. I do though. I stand up and give her a hug. "Hay Nana." She hugs me back. I sit back down. She still doesn't leave. "Andre must not have told you. You about to work baby." I threw my head back and whinned. I just wanna rest. "Stop all that and cmon." I threw myself up and followed behind her. We went straight outside. Why she always doing shit outside? We started opening bags of mulch and seeds. I guess she's replanting the garden. She tossed me a pair of gloves and told me to start pulling weeds. I don't even know what weeds look like. I begrudgingly put them on and start pulling what I think is weeds. I'm in a skirt. This is awe full. After I finish pulling weeds, She making me pick up the bags of dirt. I don't wanna pick up that damn dirt. It's heavy and I just wanna lay down.

I drag the dirt across the yard. Nana told me to stop. I didn't. The bag ripped. "Now you gone pick all that up too." I don't know what happen. I got so angry. So angry. I kicked the bag and dirt flew everywhere. I walked off from the bag and went into the house. Nana was calling after me, but I ain't care. I went to my dads room and closed the door. I'm going to sleep. That didn't last long. Nana came in the room fussing. "Girl if you don't get your little self up and go pick up that dirt." I rolled over and faced the wall. I refuse. She called my name a few times. I ignored her. I heard her walk in the room. She grabbed my shirt and pulled. I rolled over and looked at her. "You got 1 second to get up, go outside, and get that dirt up. Now." Ugggghhhhhhhh. I sat up and walked past her. I walked to the pile of dirt and just looked at it. Stupid ass shit. I started picking it up and moving it to the garden thing. This is gonna take forever.

When I finally finished I went back in the house and washed my hands. I was headed back to Dads room. Nana called my name. I openly displayed my irritation. "Yes!" She looked a little taken aback. "Girl I don't know what's gotten into you, but it needs to stop. I understand you're tired and in a bad mood for whatever reason, but I didn't do it to you." What does she want now. I just kept looking at her. She looked at me. "I need you to move those bags of pebbles. Don't drag the bag this time." Why the fuck does she have all this shit. Why? I walk out the door past her and locate the bags. I take them one by one to the garden I toss them all on top of each other. I stomp into the house and before she calls my name I slam dads door. I'm tired. My silence is short lived. Nana bust into the room lookin pissed. I don't think I've ever seen her look like this. Maybe I was doing too much. "Tyrene go get a switch." A switch? She smoking. "Don't make me get it, I promise you won't like it." I look at her for a little bit. I should do it. I stand up and walk outside. I haven't picked a switch since I was like 12. I looked around. I don't see anything switch looking. I stand in the same spot for a while. I don't know what to do. Where is Dad? "You got 10 seconds!" Nana yelled from the door. I ran to the nearest tree and grabbed the first thing that looked like a switch. I ran back to the house. I put the switch in her hand. She looked at it and looked at me. "Go to y'alls room." I went to my dads room, well our room. I sat on the bed and waited. She opened the door with a different switch than what I gave her. That one look like it hurt. I already knew what was happening so stood up and just got ready to take this L. I turned around and put my hands on the desk. Nana wasted no time. SWOOSH SWOOSH SWOOSH. "Ahhhhh." That shit stings. SWOOSH SWOOSH SWOOSH SWOOSH. Nana has quite the swing in her. SWOOSH SWOOSH SWOOSH SWOOSH SWOOSH SWOOSH SWOOSH SWOOSH. She tore my thighs up. I feel everywhere she hit. "Go lay down til your dad get here." I nodded and go lay down on the bed. It's bad I gotta get in trouble just to rest.

The door opens and I expect to see Nana, but it's dad. He flips the light on. I'm laying on my side. I know my skirt is up. I know he sees the welts. I feel his hand touch the back of thigh. I move away from him. "Ty, that attitude is gonna get you in a world of trouble." I pouted. Don't he think I know that. "Cmon get up, we gotta go."I climbed out the bed and walked out the door. Nana was sitting on the couch. I leaned down and hugged her. "Bye Nana." She hugged me back. "Bye Ty." Dad kisses her cheek.

We left out the house and got in the car. Dad didn't say much about what happen at Nanas house. Honestly I'm embarrassed. I need to learn how to control my temper. I walk into the house and head straight to my room. I throw my bag on the floor. Dad came up right behind me and picked my bag off the ground.  I didn't think much of it until he opened it. Fuck. I looked at him. "Don't mind me. I'm just getting you semester grade report." That's the problem. I was gonna die tonight. Again. He zipped my bag up and hung it on the hook. I just sat on the bed and stared at the wall. It hurts to sit. I texted Grace and Xavier. 'Failed math. Got in trouble with Nana. Probably won't have a phone for the break.' I put my phone under the pillow and turned it off. Not long after Dad came back in my room.

Here we go.

"Ty what is this? You failed math with a 67!" Like I didn't know that. "What do you be doing in class? Clearly nothing because your grade looks like this. What have you been doing all year?" I wasn't sure if I was supposed to answer or not. I just looked at the ground. Can we just drop it? He walked out my room and closed the door. I don't know if I should be more scared or relieved.

Andre POV

I walked out her room. She's just looking at the ground like I'm not talking to her. I call my brothers. "Yer." "Shut up Antrez. Hay Dre." They do this every time. "Y'all Ty failed a class." Anthony's mouth fell open. Trez shook his head. "I knew some was wrong in the car. She was real quiet." I rubbed my face. "What do I do?" Both of them were quiet. I'm screwed. I fell back on my bed. "Guys!" They both was still quiet. "You gotta whoop her ass. She ain't get that grade by working hard. Or maybe she did. Maybe she tried her hardest and did make it. You should most definitely ask. I know she'll be honest. Maybe she just not getting it. This means you gotta be more active in her academics. She gotta pass next semester." I knew Anthony would know what to do. I don't even know I include Antrez in these calls. "Thanks Anthony. I'm not gone whoop her tonight, unless she wants. Moma got her with the switch today." Both of them ooooo'd. "Yea, that attitude of hers. It's got to get better. I ain't even say none about it. Moma told me right after she did it. I wasn't even mad. I know Ty be tripping sometimes. Well I'm gonna go talk to her. Bye y'all." I hung up.

I walked across the hall and opened her door. She was asleep on her stomach, still in her uniform. I laughed to myself. She'll learn one day. I went back to my room and grabbed the Neasporan. (I know I can't spell.) I went back in her room and rubbed the stuff on the back of her legs. I hope it doesn't look to bad. I guess I'll talk to her in the morning.

Happy New Years, Merry Christmas. Sorry I've been feeling real lazy, work and school was kicking my ass. But I hope to come back. I wanna do something special for the one year anniversary of this book in February. I'll figure it out. Here's something quick tho