I sat up on the roof, waiting for Race. What was taking him so long? If
he wanted to tell me his side of the story so bad, then why was he taking
his fucking time getting up here? I was so busy bashing Race in my mind, I
didn't hear him come up.
"Alright, you'se ready to hear the truth?"
"I'm ready for whatever you pull outta your ass to look better in da situation."
"Dat's harsh, goil."
"And kissing another goil ain't? I don' wanna talk about dis, so go on wid your bullshit story so I can go to bed already."
"Fine." Race took a puff of his cigar. It seemed like he wanted to tell me but the story just wouldn't come out of his little mouth. Which is less then I could say for most of the stupid shit he said. "Okay. Well we was all playing poker, me, Jake, Snoddy, Truth, Jack, and Spot. We was all drunkin' and havin' a good time, when Jack and Spot left to go talk about something important. At least dat's what dey said. Anyway, so it was den it was down to me, Jake, Snoddy, and Truth. Jake and Snoddy quit the game and began ta watch. But dey soon passed out, cuz dey were drunk. We all were!"
"So dat's you're excuse? You were drunk?"
"Well... yea... but dat ain't all of it. So it was just me and Truth and we stopped playin' cause I so drunk I didn't wanna play no more." That was a first.
"And dat's when you jumped on her and started making out?"
Race's face grew red in anger, "Damnit Chrys, lemme finish alright? Then you can talk all the shit your little black unforgiving heart wants! Okay?!"
Let me tell you, I wasn't expecting that, "Ya know, I don' even gotta listen to dis shit! I'm out."
I got up to leave but he grabbed my arm, "A bet's a bet! You gotta listen to my side of da story!. You ain't got no choice!"
"Well den, maybe you should start talking a little more about your fucking excuse, and a little less about my black heart!" I was almost in tears now. Sure, I hated Race, but what he said had really hurt me. I wouldn't let him know it though, I held back the tears with all my might.
He sighed, "Sorry about dat. I didn't mean it. And its not an excuse, I just want ya to know da truth. If ya still hate me after ya know da truth, dat's fine, but I want ya to know it."
"Fine, keep going."
"Well, we started talking, and I told her how I really liked ya and all, and how you wanted to just be friends. I told her dat... well... dat I thought I might even love ya."
He had loved me? But how could that be? He kissed her! She wasn't just kissing him, he kissed back. Maybe he was just saying that to save himself.
"Well she told me dat deep down you liked me too, and told me dat all I had ta do was make ya jealous and you'se would realize dat you liked me too. I figured I would just have to flirt wid some goils, but she said I should go to the extreme and kiss someone. She said dat she would do it if I wanted, and den we could do it dat night, when you came back. It all made sense at da time, but like I said, I was drunk. Now it just seems like a stupid plan to make you hate me, and you do. I realized dat Truth wanted ta break us up, so she made think dat it would get us together, not tear us apart."
That little bitch. I knew no good would come from Truth.
"So I told Jack what Truth had done, hoping if he talked to you he could explain, cause I knew you wouldn't wanna see me. He went to Spot and they both told her if she set foot in their territory, she would not walk out. I guess she had said something like they would never beat up a goil, so Spot took his cane and hit her with it till she was barely conscious, den he told her, next time he wouldn't be so nice. We haven't seen her since."
I just sat there, soaking it all in. I didn't know what to do. Race said he loved me. "Do ya still?"
He looked at his feet, "Still what?"
"Love me?" He looked me in the eye, maybe he was trying to see why I had asked, but I had out on my poker face. He looked away.
"I try not to."
"Why?"
"Cause you're the most wonderful person in the woild, you make me wanna be a better person. You'se beautiful, smart..."
"No, no, no. Why are you trying not to."
"Chrys, you don't wanna love me, you desoive bettah. A LOT better." A pause. "Plus you won't even talk ta me, let alone be my goil."
"Dat's right, be your goil I wont."
"Thanks..." he said sarcastically.
"Well, I can't guarantee that I can fully forgive you for what you did, but I guess I can try."
"Thanks Chrys." Race pulled me into a hug and then realized what he was doing and let me go. "Umm... You can go inside now if ya want. I don' know about ya, but I'm exhausted."
"Na, I gotta go to Brooklyn."
"You gotta go now?"
"Yea, now. See ya Race." With that I got up and went inside. I told Jack I was leaving for Brooklyn and despite his wishes to wait till the morning, I left.
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A/N: Yea, so that's Race's story. Review and tell me what ya think! I dunno if I would forgive him or not... Would you?
Race: ::to Chrys:: I told ya I had a good excuse!
Julie: You only partially won her over.
Chrys: And that's cause you said you love me ::swoons::
Spot: You bettah not be lying to her kid, or you'll end up worse than Truth!
Race:...
Joe: Alright, enough! You're making the potential reviewers read more and delaying their reviews!
Chrys: ::now conscious:: So are you!
Spot: So why don't you all stop talkin'
Ok guys, were gonna play a game! You count to three and the last person to talk wins!... One...Two...Three...Be quiet! :: a few moments of silence later:: Ok, now you all know what to do! Push that fancy little review button!
"Alright, you'se ready to hear the truth?"
"I'm ready for whatever you pull outta your ass to look better in da situation."
"Dat's harsh, goil."
"And kissing another goil ain't? I don' wanna talk about dis, so go on wid your bullshit story so I can go to bed already."
"Fine." Race took a puff of his cigar. It seemed like he wanted to tell me but the story just wouldn't come out of his little mouth. Which is less then I could say for most of the stupid shit he said. "Okay. Well we was all playing poker, me, Jake, Snoddy, Truth, Jack, and Spot. We was all drunkin' and havin' a good time, when Jack and Spot left to go talk about something important. At least dat's what dey said. Anyway, so it was den it was down to me, Jake, Snoddy, and Truth. Jake and Snoddy quit the game and began ta watch. But dey soon passed out, cuz dey were drunk. We all were!"
"So dat's you're excuse? You were drunk?"
"Well... yea... but dat ain't all of it. So it was just me and Truth and we stopped playin' cause I so drunk I didn't wanna play no more." That was a first.
"And dat's when you jumped on her and started making out?"
Race's face grew red in anger, "Damnit Chrys, lemme finish alright? Then you can talk all the shit your little black unforgiving heart wants! Okay?!"
Let me tell you, I wasn't expecting that, "Ya know, I don' even gotta listen to dis shit! I'm out."
I got up to leave but he grabbed my arm, "A bet's a bet! You gotta listen to my side of da story!. You ain't got no choice!"
"Well den, maybe you should start talking a little more about your fucking excuse, and a little less about my black heart!" I was almost in tears now. Sure, I hated Race, but what he said had really hurt me. I wouldn't let him know it though, I held back the tears with all my might.
He sighed, "Sorry about dat. I didn't mean it. And its not an excuse, I just want ya to know da truth. If ya still hate me after ya know da truth, dat's fine, but I want ya to know it."
"Fine, keep going."
"Well, we started talking, and I told her how I really liked ya and all, and how you wanted to just be friends. I told her dat... well... dat I thought I might even love ya."
He had loved me? But how could that be? He kissed her! She wasn't just kissing him, he kissed back. Maybe he was just saying that to save himself.
"Well she told me dat deep down you liked me too, and told me dat all I had ta do was make ya jealous and you'se would realize dat you liked me too. I figured I would just have to flirt wid some goils, but she said I should go to the extreme and kiss someone. She said dat she would do it if I wanted, and den we could do it dat night, when you came back. It all made sense at da time, but like I said, I was drunk. Now it just seems like a stupid plan to make you hate me, and you do. I realized dat Truth wanted ta break us up, so she made think dat it would get us together, not tear us apart."
That little bitch. I knew no good would come from Truth.
"So I told Jack what Truth had done, hoping if he talked to you he could explain, cause I knew you wouldn't wanna see me. He went to Spot and they both told her if she set foot in their territory, she would not walk out. I guess she had said something like they would never beat up a goil, so Spot took his cane and hit her with it till she was barely conscious, den he told her, next time he wouldn't be so nice. We haven't seen her since."
I just sat there, soaking it all in. I didn't know what to do. Race said he loved me. "Do ya still?"
He looked at his feet, "Still what?"
"Love me?" He looked me in the eye, maybe he was trying to see why I had asked, but I had out on my poker face. He looked away.
"I try not to."
"Why?"
"Cause you're the most wonderful person in the woild, you make me wanna be a better person. You'se beautiful, smart..."
"No, no, no. Why are you trying not to."
"Chrys, you don't wanna love me, you desoive bettah. A LOT better." A pause. "Plus you won't even talk ta me, let alone be my goil."
"Dat's right, be your goil I wont."
"Thanks..." he said sarcastically.
"Well, I can't guarantee that I can fully forgive you for what you did, but I guess I can try."
"Thanks Chrys." Race pulled me into a hug and then realized what he was doing and let me go. "Umm... You can go inside now if ya want. I don' know about ya, but I'm exhausted."
"Na, I gotta go to Brooklyn."
"You gotta go now?"
"Yea, now. See ya Race." With that I got up and went inside. I told Jack I was leaving for Brooklyn and despite his wishes to wait till the morning, I left.
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A/N: Yea, so that's Race's story. Review and tell me what ya think! I dunno if I would forgive him or not... Would you?
Race: ::to Chrys:: I told ya I had a good excuse!
Julie: You only partially won her over.
Chrys: And that's cause you said you love me ::swoons::
Spot: You bettah not be lying to her kid, or you'll end up worse than Truth!
Race:...
Joe: Alright, enough! You're making the potential reviewers read more and delaying their reviews!
Chrys: ::now conscious:: So are you!
Spot: So why don't you all stop talkin'
Ok guys, were gonna play a game! You count to three and the last person to talk wins!... One...Two...Three...Be quiet! :: a few moments of silence later:: Ok, now you all know what to do! Push that fancy little review button!