Bully

Nine

Jhene

I hopped in his car and put my seatbelt on. I hope I'm doing the right thing. Brandon is one bi-polar child.

"You okay ?" he said as he put his hand on my thigh. I shifted in my car uncomfortably.

"Yes. Fine." then he pulled out the parking lot and started to drive. The ride there was very silent. All you heard is the low beat to Beyonce 'Drunk In Love' and I just nodded my head to the beat. We pulled up in his garage and I looked at his house. It was quite modern.

"Is your mother here ? Because she still doesn't like me from the time my aunt came." he chukled.

"No, she at work. She told she won't come back until 1 in the morning." I shook my head in acknowledgement.

We walked in and the TV was on. I got a little scared and ran behind Brandon.

"Don't worry, it's just my brother Marcus." then he walked in the room with me following behind him.

"Brandon what you doing here so early ?" I peeked behind Brandon's back to see him sitting there.

They looked just alike. But he was brownskin. He had freckles, pink lips, same everything. But he had a little curly afro and boy was he fine.

"Who this one hiding behind you ?" I slipped back behind him. "Oh don't be scared, I won't bite." he held his hand out.

"That's what they say when they are going to bite." he chuckled and grabbed my hand and gently pulled me.

"I'm Marcus, this knucklehead older brother." I shooked my head in approval.

Marcus

I mean shawty bad as hell. I mean when she looked at me, she was staring at a nigga hard.

"So how are you, Jhene ?" she sat on the couch and I turned to me.

"18. I'll turn 19 in June 15 after we graduate." I turned my phone on and it was June 1.

"So you're counting ?" she smiled hard and jumped up and down.

"And how old are you ?" Brandon just stared at me as we were having a friendly conversation.

"Brandon, nigga you staring mad hard. Like what's good nigga ?" I laughed. He flipped the bird

"You didn't answer my question." I looked at her and kissed her hand.

"19. My birthday just past." she smiled.

"Oh I thought you were like 21 or 22. It was just a automatic assume." she said as she played with her fingers. Nervous much.

"It's no need to get nervous around me, I'm not going to do nothing to you." she stopped playing with her fingers and went on her phone.

"Brandon, let me holla at you in the kitchen for a second. Excuse us." she didn't even look up from her phone.

We walked in there and he grabbed an apple and sat on the counter and I leaned on the island.

"You dating here, I mean like shawty bad." he bit his apple.

"No, I mean it was this bet the boys wanted me to do. It's about making her fall for me and break her heart. But it's nothing though and she annoying." I went up to him and punched him dead in the face making stuff fall on the floor.

Jhene ran in and tried to pull me back. Brandon got a good couple of blows and she pulled me back and held me.

Jhene

"STOP IT. STOP IT. STOP IT. YOU GUYS ARE SUPPOSED TO BE BROTHERS. WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU TOO ?" I yelled and Brando walked out the room.

"Why were you guys fighting ? I mean you guys had a regular conversation not even 2 minutes ago." he pulled me and I landed on top of him.

We just stared into each other eyes before I leaned in and so did he. I pressed my lips to his and we kissed.

He swiped his tongue across my bottom lip for entrance and I gave it to him. We were just making out for a while now.

The butterflies in my stomach feel like they exploded. This was a good feeling. I pulled away and smiled at him.

"Oh sorry I didn't mean--" he shushed me up.

"It's alright. It was just the heat of the moment. But don't fall for Brandon, he told me that it's a bet." I nodded and got up and helped him up.

"I'm going to leave." I walked away and he pulled me back to his chest.

"So I can't have your number ?" he asked. I chuckled and we swapped phones and gave each other numbers.

"Bye." I embraced him to a hug and grabbed my stuff and realized I had no ride home.

"Umm Marcus, you have a car ?" I asked as I had my hand on the doorknob.

"Why you need a ride ?" I chuckled and nodded my head. He grabbed his snapback and we walked outside.

It was a Lambo Reventon Roadster in the garage and it beeped. I ran to the car and hopped in and looked all around.

I was peeking the back and the door slammed. I sat back in the seat and buckled up.

"You like it ?" he smiled.

"You got money." and we laughed. "But for real, it's dope." he started the car and I told him the directions to my house.

About 10 minutes later, we pulled up to my house. I unbuckled my seatbelt and grabbed my bag.

"Call me later ?" I asked and he shook his head. I gave him a hug before walking inside.

I looked at my watch and it was 12:17. Oh, my dad is at work and my mom is out shopping. She won't be back until like 4. It's their regular schedule if you're asking.

I sprinted up the steps and changed my clothes and bounced on my bed into a much needed sleep.