May: School sex scandal

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Everyone has at least one skeleton in the closet. Mine just happened to be that but, I have no idea why. Shawn is a demon in bed our sex is wild in all honesty. I was weak for it, all good things aren't good for you. The level of toxic the devil in him caused him to reak havoc on any and every bitch standing. I got in an interesting text message one nice afternoon in class. The strange thing about it could've been only one person. How weak are you? weak enough to let your phone get snatched somewhere you claim you don't be. Well then, Satan won again. Anywho, Niyah wrote me saying she saw a video of me. One this girl is a weirdo because she recorded it on her phone according to sources. Plus, why does it matter? At this time they weren't together neither were we. After, the videos were only recorded on my phone. I went to school pissed I don't know what took over me. Egpyt's inner her: "Kill Mode" when I say I was angry it was a whole different level of mad. I went to get ready for school. I took my shower, did my hair and got dressed. Today's outfit: Sweatpants and sneakers. I told her "Is he on his way to the school?" She wrote me back saying: "Yeah he just left." Niyah and I don't for each other yet, when I'm not aware and I feel like she stalking me I curse her out. Then, when I found out what happened I'll block him. He'll text me months, maybe years later apologizing for ten minutes and that's why these books exist in the first place. I'm getting thrown off, anyway, I left Isis this time. I like staring into trouble alone, I don't need defenders. I got to school and humbly sat next to Janice. "Girl, what got you mad today? you look like you've got steam coming out your ears." I didn't respond, the girl laying down on the desk for four days straight even lifted her head up. I peeked my head out the classroom door and asked: "Anybody saw Shawn today?" Stanley bit into hid cookie "No I haven't I promise E but why?" Since I was embarrassed, I didn't comment. I just wish it was easier to pry the off the devil's hands. Something took over me. I was just upset and since I knew and he knew I had to attack. I heard a familiar voice coming but he didn't go through the metal detectors yet. I snatched the quiet girl's water bottle, she took it back to take some more than gave it back to me. I was convinced she wanted him to feel that pain too. The devil is often is careless but will throw you off like a sour patch. "Sour, Sweet, Gone" but backward "Sweet, Sour, Gone." Nothing less, I filled the water bottle up with hot water. He was coming in. I stepped out of the office and stood in the hallway. When he came through the main office door he smiled and began to say "Hi beauti--" Instantly, I threw the hot water on him: "You think I'm pussy bitch?" All he did was suck his teeth and walk away. They do not have a water fountain in the main office at all because of me. That incident could've got me suspended but since their own investigation was going on I guess I was good. After he walked off, The teachers and guidance consoler took me in the office so I can tell them why I did what I did. They didn't just call me for that though. Two reasons why I had to say something. Those questions were kind of harsh. Ms.Barkley was most definitely on it, she had to investigate more to get him out. Otherwise, she ain't want him there no more and it had to be because of something. When I got into the office she told me: "Hey Egypt, have a seat. I just want to know what happened." Well, sooner or later I had to say something. I looked at her and smirked. "It's more complex then it seems but, somebody told me they had seen something of me and we only know about that so I'm mad, that's all." The lady fixed her nose at me. "Listen Egpyt that's not all I'm asking you about, I want to know has Shawn ever made you feel uncomfortable in any way? Or even touched you inappropriately without permission?" I just wanted to know what's the name of this lifetime movie at this point. I couldn't even stomach that, like she was on a whole different level of sick I don't think the devil has to play that game. "What? Shawn? oh please, you have got to be kidding me, we've done things that were consensual. As far as making me feel uncomfortable no, he just has a weirdo ex-girlfriend stalking my page." Obviously, this lady just needed more of a go-to and she was gonna get him out of the school is didn't care at all. "Well, there's a couple of girls claiming he is making them feel uncomfortable, and they--" "Had consensual sex then got mad they got played. That's what happened." I stood up and shook her hand and said: "Great talking to you Ms.Barkley, but I can't agree to that what I can do is write a statement about what happened to me, but it's not that serious I know you need to know why I did it." I was clever. She looked at my hand and said: "Well, okay ms.thing Go to class." When school was finished I decided to go to Xavier's house. I was mad only because I had to tell them what I was mad at. I was mad because of the video, I was mad at him too. "There's gonna be some changes with how I think Xavier." I said sitting up and putting my phone on the bed. All he did was shake his head and respond: "Those people are weird, to be honest." Getting advice from Xavier is a 72% chance that he's right. It's funny I didn't see Shawn the whole day. People told me he was hiding in the back of all his classes until dismissal. I got an unusual phone call that interrupted our conversation. I picked up the phone, and it was a voice saying: "I swear to god I didn't even know she went through my phone, I wouldn't do that to you as a matter of fact where are you?" First of all, all I wanted to know was what was on dude mind? Why are you doing all this extra shit? Where's your balance? The difference between me and him is I try to keep my shit balanced. Dealing with the devil, your mind will depict a cruel reality where you think bad is good. I've learned that you have to keep a balance between your niggas or your bitches. We ain't know the typical demon's art yet. I just looked at my phone before I answered I said: "I'm around." He wanted a full address but if he was smart he would know what that meant. I began walking to him. I met him behind the school it was dark that night. There were old rain puddles on the floor with yellow little leaves floating in them. By the time I got there, he was already there, Stepping into the devil's trap. This level of toxic was at least a big 10 on the radar. He had on all black behind Kenton campus. He walked up to me like" "Egpyt I'm telling you I was just fucking with Niyah and I'm sorry but I did not know she saw that video." I just had to say it: "One I don't care about you fucking Niyah, you not my nigga, what I care about is that video." It just felt like at that moment I set the bar for the tit for tat game. I just woke up another demon that's all I did. He apologized again and said, "I'm gonna walk halfway back, if I ain't care about you I would've never ran all the way from my house all the way here." This game was deep I was deep into thinking this nigga was a good one but, he made me forget about that snake he warned me about. How'd he get me again? The only way possible and that's through our non-platonic relationship, The friendship aside he could've avoided this but then he made the wrong turn. Wrong to the point where I've reached my breaking point. With Satan suffocating my ankle with his hand it felt like my skin was peeling and my head was hurting at the same time, I was confused. I just couldn't understand what he wanted. After the hot water incident, every time I saw him with a new bitch down the hallway I'll beat him up in the staircase. Two reasons why: No matter how much pf a dick rider and lying ass nigga he was I wanted him to graduate so I didn't want him around whoever told Barkley that SVU case sounding story. It's baffling me and also because I don't like sharing. I continued to not pay him that much attention. Then, one day Shawn didn't come in, and so on and so on. No one knew why or at least that's what I thought.

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