“Can you buy my food?” I asked Mr. Dimples, while ignoring the dark skinned dude. I mean he was cute, but I had already chosen his boy. His black ass got the message, and stomped off.
“Yeah, what you wanna eat?” he asked me as he wrapped his arm around my neck.
I looked back and noticed the black dude, telling Jahrein something in his ear as they glared at me.
I shrugged my shoulders. “Taco Bell.” We strolled over towards the restaurants’ stand. Shell had already found a sucker to buy her food.
I was about to place my order, when Jahrein walked up from behind us. “Say, Jared, main, what chu doing?”
Jared turned to face Jahrein. “What chu talking about?”
“Why do you have your arms aroundRaven?” Jahrein asked him, putting emphases on my name as if that meant something.
“Oh, thisRaven?” Jared asked Jah.
“Yeah.” he snapped. “So why do you still have your hands on her?”
Jared let me go. “Oh, my bad, dog.” He apologized, as he stepped away from me.
At that point, I was pissed. I was so tired of Jah doing this to me. It was not that I wanted other boys, but Iwas tired of him doing whatever. I believed in fairness, and fair he was not.
“Jared, you don’t have to listen to him.” I spat.
Jahrein got this deranged look on his face and started balling up his fists. “Jared, don’t let her get your ass whipped.” he threatened trying to intimidate my new-found friend.
“Jah, we boys. Why you tripping?” Jared asked, as if he was getting a little nervous.
“Jahrein, you are not my daddy. Leave us alone!” I yelled, as I stood in between him and Jared. The next thing I knew, Jah had a hand full of my hair and was dragging me out of the mall. Everybody else seemed to just stand back in shock as he manhandled me. He left behind my bags, Lero, and Shell.
“You want me to whip your ass?” he yelled at me as he let my hair go. He was making a scene right in front of the mall.
“I’ma tell my daddy on you!” I cried as I tried to walk away. I was too embarrassed. He had clowned me in front a crowd of people, making us both look like some complete fools.
He grabbed me by the waist and lifted me in the air. “Put me down!” I screamed.
“Calm down.” he gritted before pinning me against the wall. “Why you testing me, Raven?”
“Testing you? How am I doing that?” I asked him as I dried away my tears.
“You act like you don’t know that you belong to me.” he curled his lips as he stared into my eyes.
“No I don’t.” I shook my head “You was all in that girl’s face, so if you can do shit like that, then so can I.”
He grabbed my jaw roughly and looked square into my eyes. “I’m not playing with your ass, main. I will tare you up at this mall and then tell your daddy some shit that will have you on punishment for the rest of the summer.”
“I’m tired of you bossing me around. I’m just not going to mess with you anymore.” I pouted.
“Oh, yeah?” He belted. He stepped back a little only to step up, and then that bastard popped me in the mouth. My lip was bleeding!
You see, I think that that nigga forgot that I was a Fifth Ward girl. Without thinking twice, I socked his ass dead in the nose. Blood gushed out of it, as he tried to hold it back.
“Now what!” I boasted, as he tried to find something to wipe away all that blood. It was all over his new jersey, but I didn’t give a damn. Some yellow bitch walked over with a bunch of napkins, and tried to help him out. I stood and watched as some woman told him to hold his head back to stop the bleeding. People were crowding around him as if he was really hurt. Where were they when he was manhandling me?
The bitch with the napkins just so happened to know him and began questioning him. “Jahrein, how did this happen?”
“I was trying to talk to her…” he was about to explain right before the pretty girl from earlier walked out the mall and joined the bitch with the napkins. It turns out that they were cousins and Jahrein knew the pretty girl very well. She was supposed to be his muthafuckin girlfriend! They went to Worthing High together and had been together off and on for years. I found all thisout as we got into a shouting match, because I hitherman.
“Jahrein, did this bitch hit you?” the pretty hoe asked.
