Hola! A little longer yeah lol! Hope ya like it!
"C'mon! Les go!" Riley says in his abrasive voice. Riley grabs my wrist and drags me out the front door like some kind of dog!
"Where are we go−"
"Ta my house." Oh no! His house? Where his brother lives? Oh no! No! No! NO! I start to drag my feet as we walk up the drive way.
"Damn gurl! Whatchu doin?" Riley grunts pulling my wrist even harder.
"DON'T MAKE ME GO IN THERE!" I cry falling to the floor. Riley looks down at me with a confused expression
"Me an Huey ain't gon rape you or nuttin!" He says picking me up and and throwing me over his shoulder! I feel my skirt fly back touching my head!
"Oh no! Riley! Stop!" I scream pulling my skirt back. Damn! Since when did he get so strong?
"Hey, Huey." Riley says casually while opening the door. It's been so long since I've been here! Nothing has changed. Huey is sitting there reading his smarty-pants book and he still has that permanent scowl. Everything is still the same! Including me… but not for long!
"He−Hey, I mean, hi Huey!" I say waving over Riley's shoulder. Ugh! How embarrassing! Huey finally looks up from his book then back down after letting out a sigh.
"The condoms are in the bathroom, and make sure to keep it down! Granddad is asleep!"
WHAT?
"Uhh… Thanks?" Riley says walking up the stairs.
"What? I thought you said−!" Riley cuts me off with his enormous hand! That asshole! We enter the room and−
"OOMFF!"
He drops me on the floor so he could lock the door.
"Wha−What's going on?" I grunt rubbing my lower back.
"We workin on dat hair!" Riley says tugging at my hair. My hair? But that's the only thing that makes me… special! *sniff*
"No! Not my hair! You're not cutting, dying, relaxing, bleaching, or doing ANYTHING to my hair!" I yell backing away.
"Nigga calm down!" Riley shouts "We jus braidin it!" He sits me down roughly on a wheely chair and yanks out my pig tails.
"OOW! Riley! That hurts!" Riley stops and tilts my head back so I can look up at him.
"You tenda headed?" Riley asks sternly.
"Uhh… I'm not sure." Riley sighs and throws a pillow at me.
"You gon need that." Riley says
"Need it? For what?" I ask curiously. Riley just laughs and tilts my head forward.
"You'll find out! Hehe!"
Whatever that means…
27 Seconds Later
"RILEEEEEEY!" OH SHIT! I've never felt such pain in my life!
"Hol' still!" Riley shouts pulling me back in the chair. "Da more you struggle, da more i's gon hurt!"
I couldn't take it anymore! I think he's doing this just to watch me suffer!
"NO!" I push Riley on the ground and run toward his bed to hide under the sheets. "NO MORE! PLEASE! CAN'T TAKE ANYMORE!"
"Hell naw!" Riley screams taking out his cellphone "I ain't gat time fo dis, CINDY! Come an get cho ho unda contro'!"
HA! I'd like to see them try!
19 More Seconds Later
"Where is she?" Cindy yells barging into the room. Cindy sounds threatening, but I don't think she'd−
"Get cho ass outta der!" Cindy yells ripping the sheets off of me.
"Cindy! No! PLEASE! Riley! STOP!"
Before I could protest any further, I was bounded to the chair with duct tape!
"Get her feet too!" Riley instructs.
"Sorry gurl, we doin dis cuz we love you." Cindy says while duct taping my feet.
"FUCK! YOU!" I yell causing them to stop what they were doing.
"Did she jus−"
"Yup." Cindy says nodding her head. They look back down at me.
"Get her foul ass mouth too" Riley instructs.
"WHAT? NO! I'M SORRY! I'LL NEV−DMMMFF! MMMFFFNN! GMM!"
29 Painful Minutes Later.
"See? Was dat so bad?" Cindy asks patting my shoulder.
"Move da tape." Riley says.
*Riiiiippp!*
"FUCK!" I yell rubbing my red, stinging, mouth. "How does it look?"
Riley and Cindy stare at me with their mouths open.
"Your hair kinda looks like Caesars!" Cindy says laughing!
"Ohmigod! Is that bad?"
"No! No! It looks like a sexy female Caesar!" Cindy says.
"Really?" I ask calming myself down.
"Yeah." Riley says "I'd hit dat."
"Me too!" Cindy says.
"Uh… Thank you?"
"Ay Huey!" Riley yells "Comen see Jazzy's new hair do!"
"Wait! NO! Don't show him NOW!" I yell scrambling around the room looking for an exit. Honestly, I was prepared to jump out of the window!
"C'mon, Jaz. Waz da big de−JAZMINE!" Cindy yells pulling me off of the window sill.
"We ain't gat enough time ta show dat nigga anyway." Riley says putting on his jacket "I gatta go fix dis gurl's swag."
Swag?
The Mall
Well, this is awkward! I never saw myself undressing in front of a boy. It's a little uncomfortable if you ask me. He's still staring at me, waiting for me to take my shirt off! I see why Riley wants to "help" me. Fuckin' perv!
"Jaz?" Riley says yawning looking at his watch "Could chu pleez hurry dis up?"
"I can't!" I cry "I've never undressed in front of a boy before! Why isn't Cindy here? I'd feel more comfortable with her!"
"Whoa! Whoa!" Riley says putting his hands out in front of him "Relax! I ain't here ta judge!" he stands up and walk toward me with open arms. This is the first time he's ever shown compassion for another human being, so I lean in to hug him.
"I'm sorry" I say hugging him back "I just feel uncomfortable."
"Yeah I know. I's aiight." He says patting my back.
"I'm glad you under−"
*Riiiiipppp!*
*Gasp!* "RILEY!"
*SLAP!*
"OW! Damn! I was jus tryna move things along!" Riley yells rubbing his cheek.
"You ripped my shirt! Off of my body! What tha FUCK Riley? Where did you learn to do that?" Riley just snickered with his hand over his mouth.
"You don need ta worry 'bout dat! Now, try dis on!" He says tossing me a shirt and a skirt. Riley sits back on the little chair and waits.
"Uhh… Riley?"
"Damn! What now?"
"Out!" I yell pointing at the door.
"Out? I need ta see what I'm workin wit!"
"OUT!" I yell sounding a little more intimidating. Riley mumbles under his breathe as he walks out the door. Finally! Solitaire. Now I can look at myself. Whoa! I look kinda hot without a shirt on! I bet with this shirt I'll look− DAAAAAMN! Look at me! It sucks that Riley can't see this! Okay, aiight, I'm feelin this. Now, the skirt! Oh man! I never wore a skirt that is this short! When I bend over you can get a clear view of my underwear! Haha! Perfect!
"Whatchu doin in der?" Riley calls from outside
"In a sec!" I was lookin good! Hell, I'd fuck me!
"Cm'out an lemme see!" Riley says anxiously. I slowly walk out of the dressing room.
"Its about damn time! Oh shit…" Riley says smirking.
"I know right!" I say posing with one hand on my hip and the other behind my head. I feel so confident! I couldn't wait for school! I couldn't wait to show Huey!
"Huey gon love dis on you!" Riley exclaims. Whoa… WHAT? How did he know?
"Wha−What are you talking about?" I ask playing dumb.
"C'mon Jaz! Everybody knows you gat a thang fo 'em."
Damn! Everyone? God, I suck at being mysterious!
"Oh God, PLEASE don't tell Huey! PLEASE!"
"Chill! He knows awready!" He better be fuckin kidding me! "Befo' you turn into a crazy bitch, lemme jus say dat we can fix dis!"
"HOW?" I say angrily with a vein popping out of my neck.
"Okay, les just buy the clothes, you can wear 'em out, and stop by my house, aiight?" Riley says trying to calm me down. I didn't really hear anything else he said, but I just nodded and agreed as he lead me to the car.
"So, why are we goin over to yo house again?" I ask turning to look at him.
"Ima go pick up some of ma stuff. We gon crash at Cindy's tanight" Riley pulls up in his drive way and opens the door. "Les go." He says unbuckling my seat belt.
"What? NO! I don't want him to see me now! I want to surprise him!" Riley stops and rolls his eyes at me.
"Jazmine! Don worry 'bout 'em! He ain't worryin' about chu!"
Ouch. He got a point! If I want to change, then Ima have to change completely!
"You right. Let's go!" I say getting out of the car. Riley walks up to the door and knocks
"Donchu have a key?" I whisper
"Yeah yeah" He whispers back to me wrapping his arm around my waist "Jus follow ma lead."
Oh shit! The door is unlocking! Oh shit I can hear him!
"I thought you had a key, Jazmine?" Huey was staring dead at me! Oh God, breath, breath, breath…
"We jus need ta get a few thangs!" Riley says walking me into the house. I'm trying really hard not to make eye contact, but it's really difficult when the one you love isn't wearing a shirt! Breath, breath…
Riley sits my down on the couch. "Ima head upstairs real quick den we can bounce, aiight?"
"Okay?"
*Muuwaah!*
Riley's lips… just touched mine then he trails up the stairs. What da FUCK was THAT? Whatever! Fuck it! Im jus goin with it! At least I'm getting Huey's attention! Huey sits down and continues to read his smarty pants book. He keeps drifting his eyes over to me, so I pick up my phone and pretend to look busy.
"Jazmine." Huey says putting his book aside "What are you wearing?" Ohmigod! He's talking to me! AAAAAGGGHH!
"Clothes." I say sarcastically. Haha! This is going well!
"You look… different. And since when are you and Riley dating?"
GATTEM! I close my phone and look deep into his eyes. Those perfect, whine colored, gorgeous eyes!
"I dunno." I say shrugging turning my attention back to my phone. I could still feel his eyes burning through the side of my head.
"Umm… I'm sorry. It's just… he doesn't seem like your type."
"Oh! And you know what my type is?" I say still not making eye contact.
"Uh… excu−"
"You don't fuckin know me! So don tell me what my type is, aiight?" Whoa… I think I was Cindy for a sec!
"I gat ma stuff!" Riley says rushing down the stairs "Ready?"
I looked at Huey's shocked face.
"Ready, bow!" I say grabbing his arm and kissing him on the cheek.
"Lata Huey!" Riley yells walking outside. I saw Huey's confused face waving awkwardly before the door shut. I'll admit, I feel a little bit bad. I just wanted to give him a big kiss, right on the lips! Oh yeah! That reminds me…
*SLAP!*
"OH SHIT!" Riley screams causing the car to swerve. "Da fuck was dat for?"
"Why da fuck did you kiss me?" I say violently rubbing my lips.
"I was tryna make 'em jealous fo you!" My eye started to twitch.
"Who tha hell told you ta do dat?" I scream making him flinch.
"Well… It seemed like a good idea at da time!"
"Whateva nigga!"
