Maybe I Like Her [Interracial(B.1/2)]

Ch.24

She should want to punch my balls out; but she shouldn't! I invited myself in and closed her front door, locking it.

"Hey, hey. What's wrong?" I asked looking up at her tear stained cheeks.

"My parents-" she started.

"Did they hurt you? Where are they?" I questioned. She shook her head and shrugged, crying against my chest. I held her head in my arms and kissed her forehead, calming her down.

"They're umm, I think they're on drugs." She said. I couldn't tell if she was trying to lighten the mood, or was serious.

"I could've told you that." I smiled looking in her eyes. She frowned.

"I'm serious. Their drawer is filled with different drugs, illegal and prescribed." She said moving out my grasp. I looked at her unsure what to say.

"Like weed and shit?" I asked.

"No like capsules that look like cocaine is in them."

"I don't think you should be in this house anymore Bren. Why don't you call the police instead?"

"So I can be placed in a group home and moved somewhere else? Clark I'm going to be 18 soon, and graduate high school. No, Clark I can't just do that," she started walking up the stairs. I followed her as she went into her bedroom, and sat on her bed. I sat as well and rubbed her back. "Why did you come here?" I stopped rubbing her back and sighed.

"So we can talk."

"I don't wanna talk about that at all Clark-"

"Well we are, so listen up. Kylie has been sending me provacotive messages and photos and I don't know what to do about it. If I block her number, there's another way I'm gonna see the photos for her pleasure. The photo you seen on her phone, was not real. Do you hear me?" I asked making sure Brenda was still paying attention. She nodded looking at everything except me.

"She jumped on me and forced me to pick her up. I tried setting her down but nothing worked. Some kid took fake ass photos of us and after that, she climbed off me. She did this to get back at me for dumping her a while ago, okay? I would never do something that low or do that to you because I am in love with you. Not just love you, but I am deeply in love with you and I will never hurt you like that ever." I said wiping her tear. I kissed her lips slowly and quickly hugged her.

"I'm sorry for jumping to conclusions as always. I know I should trust you more but its kind of hard. Please forgive me." She said clearing her eyes up. I nodded and passionately kissed her lips until I heard the damn front door. We both looked at eachother and I got up rushing to the window. Locked.

"Bren what happened to your damn window?!" I whisper-yelled as I tried to lift up the bolted window. She shrugged and pulled me under her bed, which suprisingly, I could fit under uncomfortably. She closed her window curtains and her door before jumping on her bed. I stayed silent trying not to breathe heavily and give myself away.

I heard her bedroom door open, water running loudly through the hallway, and kept as quiet as possible; its hard when you're nervous as hell.

"Why are you sitting around not doing anything?" A female, her mother, asked coming closer to the bed.

"I'm just not doing good today," I heard a slap. A hard bitch-slap. Was that to Brenda?

"Save your damn excuses. I am so sick of you here, you're lucky your father won't let me get rid of you until the last two weeks of school for because I would right now if I could. You're disgusting and are acting like a whore-"

"By staying in my room and not doing drugs or having sex everyday?" She asked. Another slap. If her dad wasn't here in this house, I'd beat the shit out of this woman, I don't care if she's her mom.

"Shut the fuck up. You disgust me and I can't believe I gave birth to an ungrateful little bitch like you." The woman said. 

She gave me major Penelope Blosson vibes from Riverdale. I loved that show. I used to read the comics as a kid. 

I heard her spit and walk out wobbly, slamming Bren's door. Brenda got up and locked it, sliding down the door and crying. After a few minutes, I got out from underneath the bed and went to her side. I examined her face which for the first time reddened.

"I'm going to talk to her." I said moving Brenda out the way until she pulled my arm. We struggled for almost 10 minutes.

"No, please Clark no-"

"How long as she hit you?"

"Over two weeks now, Clark stop." She said trying to stop me. I left out her room and walked down the hall to what I'm guessing was her parents room. I tried to open the door, but it was locked and there was water running.

I pulled a paperclip that I've left in my pocket for months out and twisted the lock just enough to open the door. I walked and followed the noise of the running water and had the paperclip in my hand for protection but dropped it when I saw something I didn't need to.

Brenda came in momentarily and consciously fell to the ground, staring at what we didn't expect to happen.

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So what happened lovelies ?