Raunchy 2 (76 page)

JAYDEN
CONTROL YOUR BITCHES

Friendly High School hallways were crowded with teenagers when Jayden walked in with her Gucci purse. She hadn’t been to school in days, but after talking to Harmony she realized that if she didn’t go back, the social worker would come snooping around the house again and she could possibly be placed in a foster home.

A lot of things plagued her young mind these days. Like the fact that her mother was almost murdered, her sister may have been responsible and that her friend Passion, who was also her bottom bitch wasn’t answering her calls. Thirteen Flavors was starting to be a big waste of time because she couldn’t control her girls long enough for them to be consistent.

She reached her locker and was entering her combination when Xion walked up behind her, put his arms around her waist and rested his head on her shoulder.

“Hey, you.” He said rocking with her. She could smell the scent of Double Mint gum in his mouth.
She smiled, turned around and looked into his eyes. “No…hey you.”
They kissed each other before separating. “I ain’t think you still went here no more, ma.”
“Well you thought wrong.” She laughed, turning around to open her locker. She grabbed her book and her book bag. She faced him again. “Anything new happening?”
“The same old.” Then he paused. “But I wish I was making money.” He kissed her on the cheek. “Were you able to talk to your father about me?”
“Not really. I’ma do it though. My moms been sick and she’s our focus right now.”
“When you gonna holla at him, babes? I need to make money now.”
“I wish you stop asking me that shit! You gotta give me a chance to…”
Her sentence was cut short when she saw Shaggy rushing up to them in the hallway. The way he looked, you would’ve thought he caught them cheating. His brows creased the closer he got to her. She hadn’t seen him since he put her out of the hotel and she didn’t want to see him now.
“So ya’ll still trying to throw this shit up in my face?”
Teenagers looked at the scene in the hallway and this made Jayden angry. It was tough enough going to school, she certainly didn’t need to be getting in trouble or causing a scene.
“Throw what shit in your face?” Xion asked stepping closer to him.
“The fact that I cleaned this bitch up and now you with her.” He was about to swing on him when Jayden blocked him.
“Why you tripping all of a sudden, Shaggy? Me and you were never together.”
“Bitch, don’t fucking act like you ain’t know what time it was. Now you think you gonna run around school with this dude. I should…”
“Hold up,” Xion said putting his hand out to prevent him from getting any closer to Jayden. “I ain't about to let you touch her.”
“Nigga, did you just put your hands on me?” Shaggy frowned knocking him up against the locker. “You must’ve lost your mothafuckin’ mind.”
“Stop it, Shaggy! Fuck is wrong with you?” Jayden asked stepping in the middle of them both.
“If it wasn’t for me you wouldn’t be looking like you do! Now you posted up in the hallway with this nigga?”
When the principal walked in their direction, Jayden got nervous. Most of the crowd broke and Jayden was trying to think quick. After stabbing Toni and her friends she was trying to remain low key because the principal made it known that if she got in trouble again she would be expelled. Grabbing Shaggy’s hand she said, “Come with me so we can talk in private.”
“Fuck you talking about?” Xion asked. “This nigga tripping and you want to go with him?”
Jayden pointed down the hall at Mrs. Crimply who was moving closer. “I can’t get into trouble again, Xi. Give me a second to talk to him. I’ma call you later I promise.”
Shaggy was now so mad he was pacing. When Xion walked away after one last frown, Jayden and Shaggy dipped into an empty classroom. When the door was closed she peeked out the rectangular window on the door. She didn’t relax until she saw Mrs. Crimply’s cotton ball hairstyle walking past the classroom. When she was out of sight Jayden turned her attention to Shaggy.
“What is wrong with you?” She asked stepping up to him.
“I told you what the fuck is up with me.”
Jayden not feeling his answer, pushed him into a desk. “You could’ve gotten me in trouble!”
“Don’t push me again, Jay. Because the way I feel right now I could fuck you up in here.”
“Can you tell me what’s wrong with you all of a sudden? And why were you at the hospital with Passion that night?”
“She called me.” He paused. “Said she needed a ride. Now why you fucking with this dude?”
Jayden was confused. Not only was Shaggy acting in a way he never had before, he was acting as if he wasn’t the one who told her over and over that he was not her man. Yet here he was, trying to check her about a dude who offered to help her when she needed him the most.
“We not together, Shaggy. We never were! So why you tripping now is beyond me.” Then she put her purse down on the desk next to him and said, “You wanted it this way remember?”
“You know how I felt about you.”
“How? You told me everyday you came into that hotel room that I wasn’t your girl. And I respected that each time.”
“That’s because you had a lot on your mind. And I ain’t wanna put more on you by trying to fuck you.”
She frowned. “So in order for us to be together we gotta fuck?”
“Stop playing with me.” He smirked. “If a nigga do for you what I did for you, he wanna fuck.” He paused. “The first time I break my rule to always fuck first, I get carried.”
“Then if you didn’t get the pussy that was your fault. Because I damn sure got the money.”
His jaw flexed. “So you fucking Xion?”
“I haven’t fucked nobody yet.”
Shaggy smiled a little and said, “Then why he doing all this shit for you? I heard he put you up in his aunt’s house and everything.”
“The same reason you did.” She said slyly. “He looking out.”
Silence.
“I don’t want you hanging with him no more. He think it’s funny that I backed you financially and now you look the way you do. If anything you owe me that. I was there for you when nobody was.”
“I’m not property, Shaggy.” As if she remembered something she said, “Hold up…were you the one playing on my phone?”
Silence.
“I knew you were!” she continued. “Stay the fuck away from me! Or else!”
Angry he couldn’t break her, he hog spit in her Gucci purse. Her eyes widened and she smacked him in the face.
“Why you do that nasty shit?!” She yelled looking in her bag. Spit rested on her shades. “That was so fucking gross!”
“I bought it for you so I can do whatever I want to it.”
She took her cell phone and wallet carefully out of her purse, trying not to get the phlegm on her hand. When she got what she wanted, she left it on the desk.
“If you think just because you gave me that purse you control me, you can carry it yourself, faggy ass nigga. Because I’m my own person now and a long way from the broke bitch you met at McDonald’s. So fuck off!”
When she walked out of the room her phone rang and she saw it was Olive. It was ironic that she called the moment she went in on her friend Shaggy in the classroom. Stomping down the hallway she decided to answer the phone.
“Hello.” She said holding the cell to her ear.
“Oh, my God. You answered.” Olive joked.
“Yeah, I just had a problem with your friend.”
“Well what you doing now? Trying to get high and talk about it?”
Realizing she couldn’t sit in class all day without being angry she said, “Yeah. It’s Friday anyway so I might as well start the week off fresh Monday. I’m on my way.”