Kiss My Scars [Wattpad Version]

1: T-N-T

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*Eight Years Later*

Tasheena

"Terrrrrr-ence Dunnnn for threeeee!" Our announcer Mr. Peters yelled to the packed crowd at our high school gym. Dred Scott High was lined wall to wall with parents and students watching our Jaguars play the Central High Eagles.

"Good shot, baby!" Terrence's mother, Cassandra Dunn said cupping her hands over her mouth. She reminded me so much of the bougie mom from that tv show Half & Half with the way she carried herself, except she was more humble than that mom.

Terrence Dunn and I or TD as everyone liked to call him, had been best friends since we were kids when my family moved into the neighborhood when I was only four years old. My mom had just gotten married and gave birth to my sister Joy a year later.

TD and I hit it off right away, always playing outside together with the rest of the neighborhood kids. The two of us got into so much trouble together his mom had nicknamed us T-N-T early on, explaining that whenever the two of us got together that it was like waiting on an explosive to go off.

"He already has 27 points and there is still four minutes left in the game!" His father, Xavier Dunn, leaned over and told his wife.

I admired TD's parents, they had been together his entire life unlike my mom who had long-divorced her husband.

While his parents whispered amongst each other, I looked on as TD ran down the court to get back on defense. At 6'5, Terrence was one of the taller players on the court but it wasn't just his tall height that made him one of the top players in the state of Missouri. He also had incredible basketball skills. From the moment I first met him, I couldn't remember a time when Terrence didn't have a basketball in his hand.

Timing a steal perfectly he picked off a pass from the Central point guard and his long legs were able blow past everyone to the other side of the court where he dunked the ball so hard that the entire gym erupted to its feet. Dred Scott was now up 75-69 with only two minutes left in the game.

Out of desperation, Central's coach called a time-out and they gym continued screaming for our team as they walked towards their bench. The band began to play DJ Khaled's All I Do is Win and the Varsity cheerleaders ran to center court to dance along to it.

Front and center was Terrence's gorgeous girlfriend, cheerleading captain, Akira James. I watched on as she led the squad in a series of cheers to pump up the crowd. I followed along with their orders and spelled out the words Go Jaguars. After doing a series of impressive flips she and the other cheerleaders waved at the crowd and ran back to the sidelines.

It took twenty-minutes for the last two minutes of the game to finally play out. Between all of the fouling and time-outs the game had been dragged out longer than it should have. Dred Scott still came out on top beating Central 81-74.

"Well," Terrence's mom said standing up along with her husband while adjusting her purse on her shoulder, "you kids drive home safe."

"Yes ma'am." I told her accepting the hug that she and her husband gave me before leaving.

I stood off to the side waiting for Terrence to finish celebrating with his team because he was also my ride home. At the moment I watched as his face was lit up while hugging his teammates on the court.

Even though he wasn't my type, I had to admit that my best friend was one of the finest guys at our school. He and Akira also made a really cute couple. I really liked her for him because she seemed to help keep him grounded.

"I wanna see him drop thirty like that when he gets to K-State." Terrence's younger brother Wesley said while wrapping an arm across my shoulder.

"I wanna see you drop thirty in a JV game." I returned crossing my arms. "Why are you always tryna compete with your brother?"

"Ain't nobody tryna compete with that boy," Wes said rolling his eyes, "and I plan on going to a much bigger powerhouse than Kansas State."

"That's if you even get recruited while you playing." I quipped in return.

We both watched on as Akira made her way over to Terrence. Upon seeing her he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her on the lips with a smile. I loved how happy she made him and I also admired what they had. It was a sweet relationship filled with so much love an innocence. I never saw the same thing for myself.

What guy would want to date a girl who had been doing sexual things with grown men since the age of five?

According to society, I was already a ho! So rather than push back against the stereotype I found myself embracing it and marching to my own beat.

I wore what I wanted, took and posted pictures as I wanted and did whatever made me feel good in general. I didn't care what anyone thought about me and many of them thought so many awful things because I generally remained a mystery to everyone. Everyone except Terrence that is.

After getting his things and saying goodbye to Akira, Terrence finally made his way over to me and Wes.

"Yo, good game, bruh." Wes said dapping up his brother.

"You know how I do." TD said grinning hard, revealing a set of perfectly aligned white teeth. His lightly freckled high cheekbones looked as if they belonged on a model, rather than a smelly high school basketball player. He turned his cognac colored, deep-set eyes on me. "You ready big head?" He said and playfully tapped me on the back of my head.

I hit him back, "I told you about your hands."

"I told you about having your goodies out," he returned nodding down at my low-cut top, "you always got me out here bout to fight." He shook his head and looked back at his teammates who were looking in our direction.

I didn't date boys in my school and because of this, many of the girls started rumors about me saying that I only dated grown men because I was "fast." Terrence knew the truth and he never allowed anyone to talk bad about me in his presence. Male or female, he put everyone in check.

"I don't have you out here doing anything, that's all you." I told him as the three of us began to lazily walk towards the gym's exit.

Every few steps we took, Terrence would get stopped to talk about the game so it took us another half-hour before we made it to his 2015 metallic Ford Fusion SE Hybrid, last year's birthday gift from his parents.

As we drove home, from the backseat Wes was rapping along to music that was playing through his headphones while I stared out of the passenger window.

"Can you believe in just a few months that we're gonna be outta here?" Terrence asked glancing between me and the road. The red Dred Scott Nike sweatsuit he was wearing complimented his hazelnut colored skin.

"I can't get to K-State fast enough." I mumbled.

"You ready to get from up under your mom's roof too, huh?" He said with amusement.