Chapter Three

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Monica POV

School was good and everything. I avoided Mickey and Dre like I do every time they get back together. Anyway It go I still have to ride with them, because they're my ride home. I know its weird why I always avoid them but who cares really at this point.

"Where this bvtch at?" I say looking around the school parking lot for Mickey and or Dre. I take my phone out and text my best friend Jackie. Me and her been best friends since like 3rd grade. She moved last year to Ohio, but when she graduate she moving right back down here with me.

"Girl what you doing" Mickey say coming up with Dre right on her tail.
"Waiting for yall behinds. What was yall doing?" I ask as she unlock the car door.

She just gave me a look as she was getting in. "Yall nasty"I say getting in the front seat of her car.

"Do what we got to do"She say pulling off.

On the ride to her house she had Ride By SOMO Blaring in her car and boyy oh boyy was i singing along with it. That's the song right there.!!!

"Whoah whoah whoah yeah
Take off those heels, lay on my bed
Whisper dirty secrets while I'm pulling on your hair
Poison in our veins, but we don't even care
Candles dripping on your body, baby this ain't truth or dare
Everybody wonders where we've run off to
My body on your body, baby sticking like some glue
Naughty, let's get naughty, girl it's only one or two
The fever's fucking running, feel the heat between us two!
I'm gon' ride, I'm gon' ride
I'm gon' ride, I'm, I'm gon' ride on you baby
On you lady, all night, all, all night!
I'm gon' take care of your body,
I'll be gentle, don't you scream
It's getting hotter, make it softer,
Feel your chest on top of me.
I'm gon' ride, I'm gon' ride
I'm gon' ride, I'm, I'm gon' ride on you baby
On you lady, all night, all night!
I'm gon' make you feel that loving,
Getting weak all in your knees.
Kiss your body from the tip-top,
All the way down to your fee-"

This bitch just cut me off. "Stop singing" Mickey say yelling at me.
"Bvtch who you is" I say looking at her.
"Your ride that you need to school. Now get the fvck out my car" She say unlocking the door as we parked in front of my house.
"You so mean but alright bye Cuz, bye Dre"I say stepping out.
"Ayye who car that is"Dre ask as he roll his windows down from the backseat of the car.
"Hell if i know" I say continuing to walk up the sidewalk to my house.
"Remember 9 o'clock tonight ill pick you up for the party" She say driving off.

I just walked to the front door unlocking it and then walked in the door. I was about to head upstairs until my mom called me from the leaving from telling me to come to her.

"Monica Love come here!" She yelled even thought heard her and I was coming.
"Yess Mother"I say coming into the living room.

When I walked in boyy oh boyy I saw this fine a*s boy. He was team #Brownskin, had a nose piercing, He had a fade,Brown Eyes, and just plain Fineee. Let me stop no need for that.

"Anyways what you want Ma" I said when i had stopped starring at him and turned my attention to my mother.

"I wanted you to meet your soon to be husband Montre" She say. I had that bvtch what look on my face at her as soon as she said 'soon to be husband'.
"What the hell you mean soon to be husband" I say with my eyes frowned and anger filling inside of me.

"Your great-great-great grandparents was friends with his great-great-great grandparents and they where really close and wanted each to become one. So they made this will that when there is a boy and girl on either side of the family they would get married, but they would both have to be of legal age. So that's why your just now finding out, but anyway you guys are the first ones since them in a long time. For the 3 generations its either been 2 boys, 2 girls, or one was way to young and the other old and married. I'm sorry you got to be a victim baby but that's just how it go. We cant change that or anything that they did" She say to me with a slight grin.

"Bvtch you know you ain't sorry. I know you happy for me to be gone, because all you do is hit me, beat me, and torture me. Which has been going on all my life to be honest. So you know what im happy that that when I marry Montre and he become my husband, that I can get out of this place and the beating will stop including seeing your ass." I say yelling back at her.

She slapped me across my face and I stumbled back a little. I felt the side of my face she slapped and it was stinging. I just looked at my mother and spit out a little bit of blood. I sat up as tall as i can and looked at her long and hard, before speaking to her.

"Your a crazy ass bvtch and I hope you rot in hell one day" I say as I run up the stairs to my room. Wiping a little bit of my tears from my face.

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