Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 62015 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 310(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 207(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 62015 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 310(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 207(@300wpm)
I kept on looking straight ahead, I knew none of them would ever think of confronting me, they knew my style.
I didn’t say much but when pushed too far my justice was swift, sometimes brutal.
Vanessa and Andy were soon walking behind us followed by Matt and a disgruntled Patti.
“We heard what happened.” Vanessa came up next to her and took her hand.
“Are you guys serious, I’m not afraid of fucking Tiffany Roberts or her dumb ass friends, let those bitches try.”
Of course she said it loud enough for everyone to hear. I squeezed her hand to shush her.
Whether she could or not was not the point, the point was that if I allowed anyone to lay hands on what I had publicly claimed as mine, it’ll make me look like a chump. That wasn’t ever gonna happen.
We exited the building without incident, I did see Tiffany and some of the cheerleaders standing off to the side, but no one said anything.
I walked her to her piece of shit abomination; made sure she was buckled in and closed the door.
I reached back in through the open window, held her by the back of her head, and kissed the fuck out of her, pulling on her bottom lip with my teeth before I finally released her.
“Get a room bro.” Matt yelled after me on his way to his car. Patti still had her face set like she was sucking on lemons or some shit, I didn’t give a fuck, my brother would always have my back no matter what.
“I’ll follow you home.”
I walked to my car and waited for her to pull out of the lot before following after her.
My family had already climbed into their respective vehicles; they went one way towards home while I took the other route to follow her home.
I watched her go inside, she never looked back, I smirked. I was sure she was very aware of me. I was going to make sure she always was.
I texted her when I got home just to fuck with her.
“Stay in the house, no side trips for you today.J”
My phone buzzed three minutes later, “Piss off.”
I laughed, fighting till the very end, that was my girl.
Now I had to call this Josie broad and get her off my dick.
Chapter 14
Carrie
Vanessa and I are in this metropolis ‘note sarcasm here’ of Chelsea to do some shopping. I’m
really tempted to ask what the fuck was up with her brother, but didn’t want to give him
the satisfaction.
After he had texted me that fucking message what was I to do, obey his ass? Not in this
lifetime motherfucker. So I called up Vanessa, told her to come get me and not to let her brother know what she was doing.
She knew there was something going on between us, especially after the whole throw Tiffany on her ass debacle, but she didn’t know what.
Now here we are, perusing the racks of one of the so called high end boutiques in this half a rinky dink shit hole.
“So what’s with you and my brother anyway?” That sure didn’t take her too long.
“Fuck if I know, he’s crazy.”
“This I know. Seriously though what’s with you two? I’m only asking because you’re not his usual type, which if you ask me, is a very good thing.”
“What do you mean, what’s his usual type?”
“He usually goes for the debutantes, girls from high society families who thinks their shit don’t stink, especially this one chick Josie who’s always on his dick, ugh.”
For some reason that shit didn’t sit too well with me. Was he fucking playing me then, is that what the fuck this was?
Suddenly I didn’t feel too much like shopping anymore, it’s like a cloud suddenly blocked the sun.
Okay I’ll admit I’ve been enjoying this little game we’ve been playing so far. Though he could be a bit intense there was no way he was going to best me. I had my shit locked down tight.
But hearing this shit about debutantes and shit made me feel almost like I didn’t measure up. Like he was trolling or some shit.
I don’t like feeling this way, not one mother-fucking bit.
“Hey Vanessa, I think I’m gonna run back to that store and get that blue top I tried a while back, how about meeting me there when you’re done?”
I didn’t wait around for her answer I just turned and rushed out the store. She called after me but I didn’t look back.
Josh
Why the fuck is my sister calling me? I didn’t even know she had left the house.
“What’s up pipsqueak?”
“Joshua I’m so sorry, I think I might’ve fucked up.”
“Why what’s wrong?” I sat up at full attention, she sounded close to tears.
“Don’t get mad okay.”
What did she do, crash one of my rides or some shit?
“Tell me what’s wrong Nessa.”
“Okay, so Carrie and I were out shopping.”