Hooked On His Thuggish Ways, page 2
“What do you want?” Ted opened the door with his shirt off as sweat appeared on his forehead. His beer belly was on full display and I just couldn’t see what my mother saw in him. It had to be the dollar signs because to me, Ted wasn’t attractive. Even though he had all the women around town in a hoot, he just seemed like a clown to me. From his bald, shiny head to his crooked smile.
“My mom,” I spat as I crossed my arms across my chest and rolled my eyes.
I didn’t want to talk to him. Shit, I didn’t have much to say to him after what he did earlier.
“She’s sleep. What you need?” He eyed me up and down, causing the run in we had earlier to invade my mind, making me feel naked all over again.
“I need her to drop me off,” I replied as I tried to avoid eye contact with him. The look he was giving me reminded me of them old perverted ass men that preyed on little girls.
“I got you. Let her sleep.” He licked his lips and smirked. I was now feeling lowkey disgusted, and he was the last person I wanted to take me to school.
“She will wak—”
“I said I got you,” he interrupted me. He placed his hand on my shoulder which sent chills down my spine and caused me to back away from him.
It was something about his touch that told me to keep my distance from him. I really wanted to wake my mother up so she could take me instead, but he wouldn’t allow me to do so.
“Ted,” I sighed as I looked at him. However, he didn’t say anything, he just turned, walked back into the room and closed the door behind him.
Tapping my feet against the beige carpet, I waited for him to come back out. Moments later, he immersed from the room with a black t-shirt on and a pair of black pants. He now had a black cap on his head that he had pulled down, hovering over his big, bold eyes.
“You ready?” he asked as he dangled the keys in my face and smirked.
I nodded, and he stretched his arms out, directing me to walk before him. We headed down the stairs and out of the house. Approaching his G-wagon, he hit the unlock button on his key and I got inside of the car.
While I was sitting in the car, he stood outside of the car, pulled out a cigarette from his Newport short box and placed it between his thin lips.
Ugh. I rolled my eyes and checked the time on my phone. Oh my God. I became even more agitated seeing that I was going to be late if he continued to take his precious time smoking on that cancer stick.
I looked to my left and watched as he took a few puffs, exhaled, then flicked the cigarette across the yard onto our freshly cut, green grass.
“You need to stop and get breakfast?” he asked as he push started the car and backed out of the driveway.
Shaking my head, no, I kept it short with him. I wasn’t trying to entertain him or make him feel like we were bonding. I also didn’t want to spend a minute longer than I had to in the car with him, so I would definitely pass on getting food. Ted’s vibes were weird and to be honest, he and I had never clicked. Ever since I was a little girl, I never too much cared for him. I didn’t know why. I mean, I did, but at that age I had no real reason to dislike him. The older I got the less I cared for him, and the more he revealed his true colors to me.
As he drove through the busy streets of Houston, I stared down into my phone. I didn’t want him to say anything to me or think I was interested in holding a conversation.
Carelessly scrolling through Facebook, I smiled as I looked at all of the first day of school photos that were on my timeline. The ones of the couples kind of made me feel sad because I should have been posting one of me and Melo, but here I was riding with Ted’s weird ass.
The fuck. I had caught a quick glance so I scrolled back up quickly. Jerking my head back, I tapped on the picture hard as fuck, as I tried to make it bigger. I placed the phone close to my face, so close that one would think that I didn’t have in my contacts. I was examining the photo that Melo had posted without me so hard that my head was starting to hurt.
See, the thing with girls was that we were like the FBI. We would stare at a picture until our eyes hurt, trying to make sure that we weren’t missing nothing out of the ordinary. We had to make sure that no hair was out of place, that there was no unfamiliar scenery in the background and that the picture didn’t include anybody that we didn’t know. I mean, I was going as far as to look at the reflection that appeared on the pair of shades he had on. That’s how far I took it, and I was currently looking at Melo’s picture making sure that I didn’t notice anything out of the ordinary.
Squinting my eyes, I tilted the phone to the side, as I looked past his face and zoomed in on the backseat of the car. I moved the picture around and zoomed in even more and there in his seat, I saw something pink. It didn’t know what it was. All I knew was that it wasn’t supposed to be there. For one, pink wasn’t my favorite color, purple was. I was left with a million questions running through my head.
I was now biting down on my lip, as my heart dropped to the pit of my stomach. I had so many what ifs going through my head, that I was making myself sick. The thought of him having another chick in the car was turning my stomach upside down.
Nah, Melo wouldn’t. It’s probably not what I think. I began to try to convince myself that my nigga wasn’t being a dog ass nigga and that I didn’t have anything to worry about.
“You’re here.” Ted stopped the car and placed his hand on my leg which caused the thoughts that I had about Melo to quickly fade away as panic slithered through me.
Not even thinking twice about it, I slapped his hand off of me. My body became heated with anger and disgust. A scowl was present on my face and I knew he could sense it, but the way a sly smile was present on his face told me he didn’t care. I quickly grabbed my bags and attempted to get out of the car.
“Wait.” Ted jerked my arm back and put a halt to me getting out of the car.
“You look pretty today.” He blew me a kiss and smiled. Pulling away from him, I got out of the car and slammed his door so hard that the mirror on his door shook.
Ugh, I thought as I wiped down my arm as if it would get his nasty ass germs off of me. Ted only proved me right. After everything that had happened from this morning until now, I was running right to my mother and telling her what he had done as soon as I got home.
Entering the school, the first thing on my mind was to find Melo and to see what was up with him. It was still puzzling to me how he still hadn’t even tried to reach out to me but had time to post a picture on Facebook. So, I pulled my phone out and texted him to see exactly what his whereabouts were.
As I made my way down the noisy hallway, I headed to the cafeteria. For one, I needed a bite to eat since I had skipped out on stopping to get breakfast like I normally would. Also, that was the spot that he and I would chill at every morning. We had been doing that since our freshman year and it just became a tradition.
“Hey boo, you look cute like always.” Joy smiled as she made her way over to me. She was currently coming from the direction that I was headed in.
Joy had the whole natural thing going on. She had started it our freshman year and I must say, it had grown so much and she loved it. Her makeup was on point and her hazelnut skin was glowing due to the amazing highlighter she had on.
Joy and I had been besties since the fifth grade. We had always ended up in the same homeroom classroom every year because our last names both started with the same letter and because of that, we became cool.
“Thank you, friend. Have you seen Melo?” I questioned her.
The blank stare that she gave me to the way she acted as if she couldn’t talk and even the way she avoided eye contact, let me know that something was up.
“Ugh... He is…” she stuttered and dragged out her sentence which now had me on edge and didn’t help the insecurities I now had.
“He what, Joy? Tell me?” I couldn’t take the holding off bullshit. My nerves were so damn bad and I needed my friend to tell me something that would ease them but no, instead she stood there with her mouth open but no words flowed out of it.
I knew my friend though. I knew that she had something to tell but she didn’t want to hurt me. The way her eyes shifted to the ground and how she fiddled with her fingers let me know that she was too nervous to tell me, but I wanted to know. If she wasn’t going to tell me then I would just find out on my own.
“Move Joy.” I pushed her out of my way as I stormed down the hallway. I entered the cafeteria and scanned the hundreds of heads that were present, but I couldn’t miss his.
I knew the back of his head from anywhere. His deep waves, his dark chocolate skin and the way his body moved when he was telling a funny joke, but what I wasn’t expecting to see was the girl that was sitting next to him. The one who he had his arm wrapped cozily around as if they had been dating for a while.
The sight before me hurt. I felt like I had been stabbed in my heart. I didn’t know what to do as rage shivered down my spine. My stomach was in knots and I was feeling as if I had to vomit as my mouth began to become thickened with saliva.
Even though I was pained by the two of them laughing and talking as if it was me and him, I couldn’t stop staring. I couldn’t make myself turn away.
“Come on Kaizlyn. Let’s just go.” Joy pulled my arm but I yanked away from her. It was too late for her to try to say something now. She could have given me a warning beforehand, but she didn’t. She had choked up and now I was about to act up.
Feeling Blake kick at my feet underneath the table had caused me to look at that nigga like what the fuck. But it then dawned on me that he was trying to give me a heads up as his eyes darted towards the entranceway of the cafeteria.
I counted to ten before I looked over my shoulder and made eye contact with Kaizlyn. There she stood looking good as fuck with a scowl on her face. I could tell that she was hurt, and I hated that it had come to this. It was never supposed to go down like that but over the summer, I met someone. Not intentionally, but at the summer job that my mother made me get, I was introduced to Chyna, with her fine ass.
She and I both were in orientation together. One thing led to another and I ended up hitting it. I wanted to let Kaizlyn know. Matter fact, I had beat myself up over it but I never grew the balls to tell her.
Chyna was this dark-skin cutie, who had one of those big ole ghetto booties. She had doe shaped eyes and I couldn’t lie; she was the hottest girl walking through the school right now besides Kaizlyn. Which had me looking like I was that nigga because I had managed to snag her up before anybody else could and drop Kaizlyn.
“Dawg, what are you gon’ do?” Blake kicked me again. I looked at him with a confused look on my face because I didn’t know. I knew I didn’t want to make a big scene but when I glanced over at Kaizlyn again, she was headed over to me, looking like a raging bull, so I knew it wasn’t going to go too well.
“What the fuck are y’all talking about?” Chyna laid her head over on my shoulder.
Ahh fuck, I exhaled. I knew that Kaizlyn was about to set this motherfucker off. Even though I had laced Chyna up on who Kaizlyn, was she had no clue what she looked like. I also had lied and told Chyna that I had broken up with Kaizlyn.
Fuck. I should have kept that shit one hundred because now there was no way of running from the lie that I had told to her.
Now standing in front of me, Kaizlyn tapped me on the shoulder and I had no choice but to turn back around. Once facing her, her golden yellow skin was inflamed. I could tell that she was beyond furious and if I had touched her, I would have burned up.
“So this is what the fuck we are doing?” Kaizlyn’s hands were waving in the air, attitude was written through each word that had escaped from her mouth and she looked like she was ready to knock my head off.
Her voice caused other classmates to turn their attention towards us. I knew many were already wondering why I was hugged up with the new girl and not Kaizlyn.
Standing to my feet, my body towered over her 5’3 frame but she didn’t cower or come off as timid. She stood with her head held high and ready to go to war if she had to.
“Speak nigga! Don’t just look at me. The fuck are you doing with this bitch? Did I miss the fuckin’ memo?” She waved her finger in my face and continued to ramble off at the mouth.
Exhaling, I ran my hand down my face and grabbed Kaizlyn by the arm. The scene she was causing wasn’t one me or her could afford, being that we both were in extracurricular activities.
I would rather we had this conversation with just the two of us. I tried to pull her and make her follow me out of the cafeteria, but she wasn’t going for it.
“Nah. Let me fucking go.” She pulled away from me so aggressively.
I could see the pain that I caused her just by the way she looked at me. I had cut her deep by playing games with her, but I didn’t want Kaizlyn no more. She was too boring for me. She was like having your food with no seasoning, as to Chyna who was fully seasoned. She was spicy and Kaizlyn was bland.
“Man, Kaizlyn, I don’t want to do this in front of everybody,” I sympathized.
“The fuck you mean?” She paused and scrunched up her face. “You already parading around this bitch with this hoe in front of everybody. Grow some fucking balls Melo and tell me what I already know,” she hollered. She tucked her hair behind her ear then crossed her arms over her chest while biting down on her lip as she tried not to break in front of a crowd of people.
“Melo, what the fuck is going on?” Chyna asked. “Y’all still together?” she continued.
She just couldn’t stay in her place. I really wished she would have continued to sit there quietly, but nope. She had spoken which meant that Kaizlyn’s little feisty ass was going to have something more to say.
“Yes bitch, we were still together,” Kaizlyn spat with so much venom. “But I guess he forgot to mention that part to you,” Kaizlyn sassed as she mugged Chyna then turned her furious glare towards me.
“Watch yo’ mouth hoe,” Chyna spazzed at Kaizlyn.
“What you say bitch?” Kaizlyn spun around so fast that I felt a breeze.
“Watch yo’ mouth hoe before we be in the school fucking fighting,” Chyna warned Kaizlyn.
“Fuck you hoe.” Kaizlyn began to yank her earrings out of her ears and pull her hair back into a ponytail.
“No Kaizlyn, don’t do this. We over,” I stopped her from attacking Chyna. I wrapped my arms around her lower stomach and tried to keep the distance between both of the girls.
My favorite perfume that I had bought her just a few months ago was making me weak. It also made me want to hold her tighter. Like I wanted to let her go but then again, I didn’t.
“You heard him bitch. Y’all are done,” Chyna taunted as she stuck her tongue out like a little girl and stood in a cocky stance, basking in the moment.
“Shut up. Fuck,” I yelled at Chyna, causing the smile she once had on her face to disappear.
“So we done? Like you really want to be done?” Kaizlyn calmed down and her focus was no longer on Chyna. She was still wrapped up in my arms from me trying to hold her back. She turned and looked up at me with tears in her eyes.
At that very moment, I felt weaker. Watching the girl that I once enjoyed being around break in front of the whole school had me feeling like shit, but I was no longer going to lie to her. We were over.
“Yeah,” I mumbled then walked off. I couldn’t stand to continue to watch her break.
“Fuck you Melo! You dog ass bitch,” she yelled from behind me.
Kaizlyn’s voice trembled and the hurt and pain she felt was evident, but I couldn’t be the one to aid her. So instead, I ignored her and kept on walking towards Chyna.
Once I reached Chyna, who had her hand on her hip and looked like she was getting ready to say something fly, I placed my finger on her full lips to quiet her. I wasn’t in the mood for no extra shit. I was done giving the whole school a show and plus, we had finally caused so much attention that the teachers were headed in our direction.
“Melo, what the fuck was that about?” Chyna questioned me once we were standing in front of her first period class.
“Man, Chyna look. You see where I’m at.” I pointed from me to her. “So please just chill out. I’ll meet you after your class.” I leaned in and kissed her on her lips then ducked off.
I wasn’t about to stand there and go back and forth with her neither. She knew exactly what it was and what it wasn’t at this point. I had left with her, which left Kaizlyn standing there looking stupid. So, what more did she want? What more did she need me to explain to her ass?
Now entering my first period class, I sat down in a random seat with about two minutes to spare before the late bell rang. While waiting, I pulled my phone out so that I could send Chyna a quick text, just to let her know that she was on my mind and that I was sorry about what had happened today.
The sound of the bell went off, so I put my phone on vibrate then eased it into my pocket. Looking forward, I watched as a few more students quickly entered the class right as the teacher was closing the door.
“Hello class, my name is Mrs. Jackson and I will be your math teacher for this year.” She smiled widely, showing her pretty ass smile. Mrs. Jackson looked young as fuck which was going to make it hard for me to pay attention in class, hell.
“As long as you follow my rules, do your work and make sure you are on ti—” Mrs. Jackson cut off. She was interrupted by the sound of the classroom door opening.
“I’m sorry for being late.” Kaizlyn walked into the classroom sniffling. I could tell from her puffy red eyes that she had been crying.
“It’s ok. Just make sure you don’t make a habit out of it. Go have a seat.” Mrs. Jackson used the dry erase maker that she had in her hand to point to the direction she wanted Kaizlyn to go.
“Yes ma’am,” Kaizlyn answered. She then took her eyes off of the teacher and finally faced the class.
Once her eyes landed on me, she froze and didn’t move.
