Disrespectful(A Chresanto August Love Story)

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

~Darien~

~Christmas Break~

            Cassie was laying on her stomach on my bed and I squeezed her a**.

Cassie: Boy what?

Me: Dang, I went from bae to boy?

Cassie: What do you want?

Me: Ok so I have a song for you.

            She turned and looked at me.

Me: What it is, Wassup, can an n**ga get in them guts?

            She looked back at the TV.

Me: You know that was funny.

Cassie: Shh, I’m watching this.

            I shook my head and turned off the TV. She flipped over and looked at me.

Cassie: Where is my food? You won’t let me watch TV where is my food?

Me: * rubbing my hand up her stomach and grabbing her boobs* Bae chill.

Cassie: Did you really invite me over to f**k?

Me: No, but looking at that fat a** for like an hour and a half has me thinking some type of way.

Cassie: Bae you are such a creep.

            I laughed and she sat up on her knees and looked me in my eyes. I stared in her eyes but it’s like she was blocking her emotions.

Me: Why do you do that?

Cassie: Do what?

Me: Block me out.

Cassie: How?

Me: People’s eyes are a window to their emotions and whenever I look into your eyes I see nothing.

Cassie: You will see some emotion when my food gets here.

            The doorbell rang and she hopped up. We ordered Chinese and they deliver.

Me: Look at that a** jiggle in those shorts.

            I smacked her a** and she jumped. I watch it jiggle and we walked downstairs and to the door. We opened the door and the delivery boy looked at us and smirked.

Me: What’s the total?

DB: 15.64.

            I pulled out a 20 dollar bill and handed to him. He handed Cassie the food. He started calculating how much change I should get.

Cassie: I’m about to take this upstairs hurry up.

            She walked upstairs and I leaned on the door.

DB: You about to tear that up aren’t you?

Me: Why?

DB: Don’t get all offensive, I mean ya girl is f**king hot.

Me: Hand me my change.

            He put my change in my hand. He left his hand out for a tip.

Me: Tip, stop being so nosey.

            I slammed the door in his face and walked upstairs. Cassie was sitting on my bed with the PlayStation controller in her hand and going to paranormal activity 3.She handed me my food and I sat next to her and we ate.