Remy A. Taylor
It was another unnecessarily long day of school and I was so over it. Not to mention I had to deal with the same pain in the ass bitches again today.
"What the fuck do she got on?" I heard Tatyana laughing to her little group of friends.
"Bitches wear overalls and call it fashion." Kennedi laughed.
"And she don't got no type of figure. Where her ass? Where her titties? She a walking stick."
I dropped all of my things and stood up out of my seat.
"Do any one of you bitches have a problem you would like to address?" I stated loudly, making the entire class go quiet.
"Please don't, Remy, please." Tori shook her head.
"Nah fuck that, these two fat ass pea in the pod ass bitches keep mumblin' shit so I wanna know what the fuck is up?" I said.
"Girl sit yo ass down before we really take you down through there." Tatyana waved me off.
I jumped over the classroom table and punched her in the mouth with as much as strength as my fist could muster.
Kennedi stood up, striking me in the side of the head but I was focused on her friend, who had stumbled back and attempted to tackle me.
I moved out of the way before punching her again and she tried to grab ahold of my hair, which was secure in its low bun.
I let punch after punch off on her and Kennedi came along again, making Tori come over and knock her down on the ground.
While I was distracted by that, Tatyana slapped me and I was taken aback for just a moment, allowing her to get me on the ground.
Tatyana was a big bitch and so her on top of me for too long was something I couldn't allow to happen.
I punched her as hard as I could until she was stunned enough for me to shove her off of me.
I was going to attack her again before security came and escorted, or should I say dragged, the four of us to the office.
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"Suspended for five days." I mumbled to myself in disbelief as I walked out of the office, Tori following quietly behind me.
Once we were out in the parking lot I looked at Tori who was still unusually quiet.
"Are you okay?"
She hesitated before answering, "No, Remy, I'm fine. It's you who needs help."
"What are you talking about?"
"This is my senior year, man. I can't keep getting suspended the minute your anger gets the best of you and I have to come to the rescue." She said.
"Nobody asked you to jump in." I crossed my arms.
"But I had to because you're my friend and thats what friends are supposed to do! But as my friend, do you care if I'm okay Remy? Huh? Because if you haven't realized it yet, this shit doesn't come as easily to me as it does to you! I'm not beautiful as hell with a perfect body, doctors for parents, and brains out of this world. Yet you the only person who don't realize that shit! If I fail, that's it! School is all I have, because I don't have any other way out." Tori admitted to me and I was too stunned to speak.
"Tori, you know my life isn't perfect." I began and she cut me off.
"It may not be to you, but I would kill to still have my mom and dad together, to have your body and looks. I refuse to watch you throw that shit away Remy. So when you have everything together, then you can hit me up." Tori finished before walking away from me.
"What? Tori! Tori, where are you going?" I yelled after her but she continued to walk.
I started to hyperventilate outside of the school, the early signs of a panic attack setting in.
Tori and Dayvid were my only friends and I was scared that I'd just lost her forever for really no reason at all.
I wiped the tears away from my face before crossing the street to the parking lot.
When I was safely inside of my car, the tears began to flow.
I understood completely what Tori was saying. Maybe she was doing what she was doing because she thought it was in my best interest. Trust me I wouldn't be giving up my best friend without a fight.
But on another hand, ending the friendship over one measly fight when the three of us, Tori, Dayvid and I, we lived for fighting especially together. We were almost notorious for it. What about this one just made her want to call it quits? Sure the suspension was major but if anything I would have helped her study the work we'd be missing.
Hell, that'd give us both a reason to get out of the house spending time with each other during our suspension.
My condition, if that's what you could call it, was starting to affect friendships and I couldn't stop it. I wanted to, but I couldn't.
Anytime I got in the head space to think I was making progress, my thoughts got the best of me or something bad would happen, whether it be at school or home, and I'm back where I started.
I'd pondered going to a therapist but my mom would say I was being extra and I didn't want to open up to some stranger.
I was still trying to grasp why how unhappy I was would make Tori want to end a decade old friendship.
I sighed, wiping my face once again before pulling out of the parking lot and heading home.
My mom was there and I groaned before getting out.
As soon as I walked inside the house she was on me.
"The school called me, told me that you're suspended for 5 days for attacking a girl! You wanna explain?" She crossed her arms, looking at me.
My dad was nowhere to be found as usual and I took a few deep breaths, which I needed to do often when talking to her.
"The girl and her friends have been constantly insulting me for months now so I fought them."
"And do you think that since you fought them they'll stop messing with you?" She asked and I shrugged.
"I got tired of them talking about me."
"So every person who says something about you that you don't like, your solution is to beat them up?"
"Guess not." I attempted to walk past her but she shoved me back and I stumbled.
"I'm talking to you."
I looked at her like she was crazy.
"This attitude of yours is becoming ugly. You make up shit about depression every day and I see you've been cutting up your arms. The people at church talk about our family because I have a nutcase for a daughter..."
She continued to ramble on about how stupid I was but I zoned out after she called me crazy.
"Hello? You hear me!" She snapped in my face and that immediately annoyed me.
"Get out of my face." I mumbled.
"And if I don't?" She taunted me, nudging me in the center of my chest.
I swatted her hand away from me and she slapped me in my face.
There was an eery moment of silence.
"Oh my goodness, Remy, I'm so sorry."
I just looked at her with disgust before shoving past her into my bedroom, grabbing a bag and shoving my things into it. She continued to follow me around and apologize feverishly until I left out, climbing into my car and speeding out of the driveway.
The abuse had always been small things, always verbal, only physical here and there but that on top of the fight and losing my close friend, it was all too much for one day.
I drove around until it was dark and I stopped to get gas.
August was there.
"Why the fuck are you everywhere I go.." I mumbled to myself as I began to pump my gas.
"Let me do dat for you." He made his way over to where I was and I sucked my teeth.
"I got it." I said.
"Let me do it fa you, love." He said, putting his hand over mines, making me quickly pull away.
He chuckled and I studied him as he pumped my gas for me.
I noticed he was extremely tall. Even up close he was very handsome, no matter how much I tried to deny it.
He had a strong jawline, his sideburns weren't even sideburns but tattoos. His cheeks had almost a rosy undertone to them, his skin was unnaturally clear and smooth for a guy. Even with his clothes, you could tell tattoos covered the canvas of his skin as they peaked out from his hoodie sleeves. He was beautiful.
"How come you seem to be every where I am?" I asked, deciding on making small talk.
"I could ask you the same." He smiled down at me and I shivered. Even his smile was perfect.
"Maybe it's fate." I said jokingly, but he gave me a look that made me think that's exactly what he thought.
"You headed somewhere important?" He asked as he finished pumping my gas, returning the pump to the nozzle.
For some reason I wanted to tell him I'd left home but I settled on a simple 'no'.
"Let's go driving." He said, gesturing to my car.
I looked at him strangely, "You want to take me driving in my own car? How do I know you won't kidnap me?"
"Nah, but would ya really mind dat?" He looked down at me.
I really wouldn't.
"Yea yea. I'm trusting you and I don't know why." I handed him the keys to my car before getting in the passengers seat.
I didn't really have much to lose if he kidnapped me or even worse, killed me. No one would really care except for maybe my dad and Dayvid.
I had a strong feeling that he didn't want to kill me though. I didn't know what he wanted, but I was curious to find out.
Authors Note
This was lowkey a long chapter, I didn't wanna shove everything into one. This might be a short book, depending on if I can get the plot to work accordingly but I got dissss. Excuse any mistakes or errors.