Bully

Fourteen

Jhene

"Br-Brandon? Wh-what are you doing here ?" I stuttered. He walked down the steps and began to talk. I didn't hear a word he said but he got more sexier. His black curls are now blonde. And he gotten more tattoos. s**t, Marcus need to step his game up.

"Jhene, are you in here ?" Marcus snapped his fingers in my face. I shook the images I was having.

"What?" I asked annoyed. He just chuckled and turned back to Brandon.

"Brandon decided to call the cops. Ain't that something ?" he said sarcastically. Why can't we all get along ?

"Yea. If it wasn't for me, y'all would be dead." he said, staring at Marcus in disgust.

"Babe, he's right." I interfered. They both stopped and looked at me. I gulped hard and stood there.

"So you taking his side now ?" he yelled.

"No its just that--" he decided to cut me off.

"You know what, you a trip." then he left me and Brandon alone by ourselves. It was just a awkward silence.

"Umm, thanks for calling the cops for us. I almost lost my life here." he smiled and I looked at the ground.

"It's okay. Jhene, I'll see you in school, ok ?" I smiled and gave him a hug. We pulled away at the same time and stared at each other until I moved in and so did he. Then our lips pressed against each other and he asked for entrance and I allow him and we were fighting for dominace and he won. I pulled back, breathless and stared in his eyes.

"Bye Jhene." then he left. Oh my god, what did I do ?

Marcus

I left Jhene's crib to clear my head. She got me f****d up. So I called the boys and we went to the strip club.

We walked in and saw ass just shaking everywhere. Yea, this gonna be a good night.

I sat down and watched the strippers. There was this one girl. She looked like she didn't want to do this at all. Poor girl.

We made eye contact and I called her over to me. She swayed her hips a little and made her way over to me.

"Hey sexy, you wanna lap dance ?" I nodded my head and she pulled me into a private room.

"Before you start, I wanna ask you something." she nodded and stood there. "Why are you here ?" she sighed and looked down at her feet.

"I didn't want to be here but my boyfriend forced me to." she sniffled and wiped her face.

"Well, what's your boyfriend name ?"

"August." then she gave me my lap dance.