Collé a Vous - Austyn Irvin (black female authors txt) 📗

I pulled up to the school's football field, right where he told me to meet him. When I found him, I got out of my car and went to what he was doing. When I got up there, my heart was racing and I already got a guess for what, who, what he did / about to do. I threw the closest thing to me, a small twig, enough to grab his attention, as hard as I could and he hit the back of his neck and left a little red mark.

I could still make out his dark hair and his eyes, those eyes always reminded me of the first time we met, and it never failed. He was so strong and he never ceases to amaze me just how much I still care for him. But this is the last straw. I've had it all the way to the top, and I'm sick of it.

The girl that Ayden was shoving his tongue in her throat started cussing at me and yelling at me, then tried to even hit me. How cute.

Last time I checked, my name is not Stupid, I'm not going to fight her I do not need her shit or yours, as a matter of fact. " I turned around and walked away, I was supposed to be watching the game with him. Looks like our plans have changed after all.

"It's honestly not what looks like it, I promise." Hey grabbed my arm and spun me around. I yanked my arm away from him and turned to face him. "If it's not what it looks like, Ayden, then why you were all over her. Again? Explain that to me. "Ayden did not reply, I turned around and started walking back to my car, shaking my head. This is the third time I caught him cheating on me, and the very last. "Babe, do not do this." He tried to stop me again. It's not going to work this time. I kept ignoring him like he was not there. I finally got into my car and threw myself into the driver's seat. "Olivia, please, I know what I did wrong, please do not leave me." Ayden was pleading, once again. He is acting like I did not just make him out with that slut. Same girl, all three times. I have learned from the first time and the second. This time, I'm not going back to him. I do not need him anymore. He obviously does not need me. "Olivia." I flipped him off and drove away. I should have listened to my mother. He just stood there, in the middle of the parking lot, right before the football game ended, looking sad. How pathetic, he thinks I'm going to run back to him, I will not. I'm not that stupid anymore. m going to run back to him, I will not. I'm not that stupid anymore. m going to run back to him, I will not. I'm not that stupid anymore.

I laughed all the way home. It does not matter to me anymore. He's not mine anymore. Hey never what, I should not have gone back to him the first time. I got into my driveway and my mom came out, along with my baby sister. "Oh, honey, I heard about what happened. Are you all right?" I gave my mom a look, I'm not even out of my car and she already knows what happened between me and Ayden. "He told me, he asked me to tell you to show you this." My mom handed me her phone, with a long text about how much he loves me, why could not this be the first time we got into a fight? "Mom, I do not want to read this, I just did not know how to do it." Mistake number one. '

My mom took her back before I could type anything into her phone. "No, I want to talk face-to-face. Woman-a-mano." I do not know Spanish, but I'm pretty sure it's not how it goes. "Mom, I'm not going to talk to him, I'm not going to talk to him, I'm not going back to him." My mom looked sad, she warned me about him. Why is she so sad about it?

Lexis to get sick. My mom forced me into the house. Mom does not have to babysit while she is at work or at the store. My mom had dinner made when I got back. Today was a good day, until about 30 minutes ago. I got a hundred on my math test, I made a friend of mine, and then he cheated on me with that fake blonde cheerleader who always makes sure that her butt is hanging out of her shorts when she goes I have a V-neck to school and my favorite pair of skinny jeans. Sorry, but I do not see anything wrong with that, it was still covering my nipples, and you could not see my cervix while I was wearing my pants. Thanks though. I'll pass.

My mom is beautiful, she was a model actually. She has long beautiful curly hair, dyed, of course. It suits her. My baby sister, Lexis, is almost three. She has brown hair and blue eyes, my mom's color eyes, and looks so adorable in pink, but really, Lexis does anything look good. I have light brown hair and hazel eyes, that matches my birth father, whom I do not talk to anymore, but it's all right. I do not need him either. I do not need any in my life, I have my mom and my baby sister. I've got all I need.

On Monday, it was raining. When does it not rain here? Washington is known for its rain, maybe a few other things, but mainly the rain, I got to school, and of course, Ayden was there waiting for me. I've passed him and he's trying to grab me and my attention. I turned around, again, and faced him. I let him know how I felt with one finger and walked to class, leaving him in the dust.

Once lunch came rolling around, I did not sit with Ayden, I sat by myself outside, and far away from him as possible, but even if we were on different planets, he still would not be far enough. I sat where the rainwater did not get on my food, that I was not going to eat anyways.

A few of his friends tried to come back and talk. I read my feelings on the subject, and then I went to the garbage can, threw away my trash and walked to the bathroom where I did not know what to do me. Or so I thought, Carmen, Ayden's sister, came in and started to tell me all about his moping around his house all night long, and that's where I lost her. I stopped listening because I did not want to hear another word about Ayden. If I do, I'll end up killing someone.

Ayden made his bed, now it's time for him to lay in it. Even if I'm not in it.

I think he'll live. I'm not going to make that mistake. If he did it once, and again after that, I'm not going to risk the heartache. I do not need anymore, I've had plenty.

When the bell wrestled, Carmen left for class, after telling me to think about it long and hard, I went to class and texted my mom. I told her everything that Carmen had told me. My mom texted me back after class and told me how stupid that sounded. I agreed with her and turned off my phone, I was starting to get spam from almost everyone now. Ayden just does not know how to keep his mouth shut, does he? By now, almost everyone Ayden has cared about me.

Each one I sent back "If he cared about me then why his tongue down Mary's throat?". They never responded back after that. Which was what I was expecting and wanting. But one did not. He had to be different. Cameron messaged me back and told me that Ayden was just experimenting with other girls. So, basically he was saying that Ayden only wanted hoes and I was just a booty call.

Way to cheer on your best friend, Cameron.

I would say that I would say it would be better to say I would say it would not be the same for me. Not a single word.

Then I remembered that I really liked his younger sister. She was really sweet and cute. I could still talk to her, maybe she's the only one I really want to talk to. I really do not want to talk to other people.

I just laughed and deleted the message I was calling you something and things that would make you a horrible person. My mom really does not need to see that. I know that I should tell my mom about the names that they are calling me. But I really did not care.

Ayden finally came to me again. When he stopped me, he told me not to say anything until he got a chance to say something. "Listen, Olivia, I still love you, I might have fucked it all up. And I know that I'm going over the same girl over and over, and I should have told you to stay away, and I should have I was stupid and I really wish that I could take everything back, and last night was bright, and this morning. When I looked at my phone, sure she texted me, but it wasn't ' I love you, and I want you back. "

I shook my head. "It's going to take more than twelve hours for you to realize what you've actually hurt me more than I'm hurting you right now." I'm walking away from him, once again, and walked to my car. My phone is still off in my backpack, and I do not think I'm on it now. It's going to stay off for a while.

I should be up to all this. But I'm not. I'm happy, I feel so much better. I do not have any weight on my chest or shoulders anymore. I feel free, so much better and happy.

Lexi is over at daycare for a little while. I started and finished my homework, then sat down on my bed for a little. I thought about picking up little miss from daycare, but I can not do that unless my mom told you that I was picking up her. And I do not think she did. So picking up is not happy.

Then I thought that maybe I could just go to the park or something. That sounds better than just sitting down on my bed doing nothing until my mom gets home. I got up from my bed and went to the marbled counter, that went to a little bit past my waist, and when I leaned over to gave my key's from the other side of the counter. I got my shirt caught on the sharp corner and when I got my shirt got pulled up I knew I was the only person home, and when I was looking up my window my neighbor's was trying hard not to laugh. I put my head down in embarrassment and felt my face get hot.

He just saw everything, and not even on purpose.

And then I realized, what is he doing in our backyard? I just did not want to go back and ask him, because of the show that I just accidentally put on ... or took off talking to him.

Everything about that kid was cute, I say kid because I do not know how to