All You Need Is Love

Chapter 3

                                                                              (Jacari)

"Why you so f*****g worried about the brod?"

I glance over at my day one nigga Que.

Sometimes I be wanting to punch the s**t out of the dude.

The nigga always trying to make something bigger than what it is.

"I just asked one simple question about the girl.. Damn" I say.

All I asked was if he heard about anything that was going on with Desire.

Somebody gave her that black eye and them bruises and it wasn't no damn door knob either.

"Some nigga probably beating the b***h ass or something like that. Ya know she been coming to school like that since the end of middle school." he says and I surprise myself at how offended I feel when he calls her out of her name.

I hope Desire isn't stupid enough to be sitting back and letting some dude put his hands on her. She seems way smarter than that. It's gotta be something bigger.

"I know dude but why she gotta be a b***h?" I ask.

He smirks at me.

"Why you worried?" He asks.

"I'm not. Like I said I was just asking a question" I say.

"Awwwwwww. I know that look." He says as he stares at me with that stupid ass smirk still on his face.

"You like her." He says and I can't help but laugh.

"Nigga I only had one conversation with the girl and that was today. I don't know her enough to like her." I say trying to convince him and myself.

"Yeah right" he says as we walk out of the school building.

We part ways as I go to my car and he heads to his.

I drive off of the school lot.

As I'm driving I spot something that makes me stop and pull over.

Desire walking by herself.

I could keep driving.

But I feel like I can't just leave her walking.

I don't even know why I give a f**k. I think about what Que said.

I don't like her in that way. I can't like her in that way. We just started talking today.

I roll down my window.

"Aye Desire" I yell to get her attention.

She stops walking then looks back at the car.

I get out so she can see who I am.

"Let me take you home." I say not really asking.

All I know is I'm not letting her walk.

It's early December so it's cold as hell out here.

She looks around then back at me.

"Um no thank you Jacari" she says.

"Come on Desire I don't bite" I say.

She looks around again then walks to the car.

I hold the door open for her as she climbs into my car.

Something I have never done for any girl ever in my life.

What's wrong me ?

"Where you live?" I ask her as we get back on the road.

"On Parks Street in the blue and white house" she says.

We drive in silence.

I glance over at her.

She's not a bad looking girl.

She's actually really pretty.

She just dresses like an old bag lady all the damn time. She dresses like she's depressed.

Somebody doing something to the girl.

I pull up to the front of her house.

She stares at the house like she really doesn't want to go in.

We legit sit in the car for 5 minutes before she says anything.

"Bye Thanks Jacari" she says as she slowly gets out of the car.

"No problem" I say.

I watch her as she walks to the front door and as she disappears into the house.

I notice that she was limping a little.

Like I said ..... Somebody is doing something to the girl.

I drive on home to the condo I live in by myself.

I put Desire to the back of my mind.

I know most high school niggas live with they parents and s**t,  but I don't have those.

I change clothes and head right back out.

I can't be living by myself and not making some kind of living.