I Swear I'm Not Crazy

11| Word On The Street

"You want me to do it, I know you want me to do it." He paused, "I'm not going to do it!"

A small smile spread across my face, "But you have too!" I chuckled.

"She got you cornered man." Cole says looking intensely at the chess board.

A crowd was formed around us. "Got dammit!" Liam yells.

"You either quit like the loser you are or make this move. Whatever one you chose you lose either way." I said with a mischievous look on my face.

He clenched his jaw and flipped the board, all the chess pieces flew across the room one hitting me in the eye.

"OW!" I blurt out quickly holding my left eye.

"Ow." He mocked. "Don't be so butt hurt cause I beat your ass in chess dip-shit." I snapped.

Rose came running over to me holding some ice. "You could've taken my eye out." I spat and placed the bag of ice on my sore eye.

The crowd started to disappear, I stood up and pushed in my chair. "Why the hell did you want to play chess with me in the first place?" I question.

"I don't know I got bored."

"Thanks, Craig for letting us play our little game." He says and walks out.

I follow him, "I also wanted to see your brain, you're actually not brainless." He chuckles.

"I don't know if that a compliment or an insult."

"It's a compliment, trust me." Cole says as he walks past me.

I stood there still holding the ice on my eye watching them turn the corner.

"You have like... five or four? More days of being his pet right?" Rose says as walking beside me.

"Yeah." I sigh and throw the melted ice in the trash. "I can't believe I beat him though, the way he flipped the board." I laughed.

"Yeah, that guy sure has some anger issues."

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After school

"Why am I driving you again?" I questioned.

He leaned back in his chair and pulled the seat down a little bit, "Because." He paused taking a glance at me. "I don't feel like it." He yawned.

"First you force me to play stupid ches-"

He held up his hand stopping me, "Don't bring that dumb game up I want a rematch I wasn't ready!" He snapped.

HE WASN'T READY!!!

I rolled my eyes, "You're such a drama queen." I say and stop at a red light.

"Quit your annoying complaining you should be happy, you're driving this baby." He says sliding his hands across the dashboard. "Not everyone gets to do this." He says with a smirk.

"OH! I'm so honored!" I sarcastically say.

"Aye! I love this song!" I exclaimed, "Do I have permission to turn it up, your highness."

He slides his chair back up, "Do whatever you want, and don't ever call me that again." He says.

"WALKING PASS THE MIRROR, OH! DAMN I'M FINE!" I sang at the top of my lungs I know I sounded terrible I didn't care.

"Oh my lord my eardrums!" Liam groaned.

"I WAS BORN TO FLEX, YES!"

I took a glance at Liam and smiled he was bopping his head, "Liam, I know you want to sing don't be shy."

"I don't."

"You do."

"No, no I don't."

'Yes, yes you- oh come now the songs over!"

I paused listening to the beat, "Oh s**t this my jam too!" I squealed turning it up even more.

Sun is down, freezin' cold

That's how we already know winter's here

My dawg would prolly do it for a Louis belt

That's just all he know, he don't know nothin' else

I tried to show 'em, yeah

I tried to show 'em, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Gone on you with the pick and roll

Young LaFlame, he in sicko mode

"Woo made this here with all the ice on in the booth!" Liam started to sing more like yelling.

"At the gate outside, when they pull up, they get me loose!" We sang in sync.

I turned down the music a little bit, "Oh my God mean mug Liam is singin'!" I fake gasp.

He rolls his eyes, "Okay, music off you just ruined the moment." He sighs.

"PARTY POOPER!" I teased.

"Am not!"

"Are too!"

"Am not!"

I started to laugh, I've never seen this dude like this before, this is amusing.

"What's so funny?" He snapped.

"You! I didn't know you had a fun side, you always put on this resting b***h face and yell," I cleared my throat. "GET OUT MY WAY!" I mock him with my deep voice.

I put on my best resting b***h face, "Do you want to die?!" I mock.

"First of all I do not sound like that second of all... don't ever mimic me ever again in your life."

"Lighten up party pooper!"

He glares at me crossing his arms, "Okay that's it!" He yells trying to hold in a laugh.

Liam

She pulled up in my driveway, I took off my seat belt and dove over to her side and started to tickle her to death.

"Ge-get off of me!" She let out through laughs.

She laughs like a donkey, I couldn't help but laugh at her stupid laugh.

"O-okay... s...stop your killing me!"

"Okay then take back what you said." I say still tickling her.

"Okay, okay I take it back your not a party pooper..." She trailed off, "You're an extreme party pooper!" She squealed.

"Okay! I guess you want to die of laughter."

"N-N-NO! I'm sorry your not a- hahaha, party pooper or an EXTREME party pooper!" She blurted out.

"Good girl." I say and mess up her hair, I didn't realize that I was on top of her like this. I stared into her eyes and moved her hair away from her eyes.

"You coming in?" I questioned, not breaking eye contact with her. "N-No. I think I'm gonna head home." I get out of the car, she pulled out her phone I'm assuming she's about to call an uber.

"Ight then see you later." I says with a smirk.

"Bye weirdo."

XX X XX X

"If you don't tell her then I will."

"You're not listening to me Sharon, if you don't tell Nia then I will!"

"No, No, Sharon this is non-negotiable."

"Tell Nia or I will." I hear my dad say as I walk inside the house. "Tell me what?" I question.

He jumped and turned around and placed a smile on his face, "Hey, you're home." He says and hangs up the phone.

I tap my foot on the ground, "You're hiding something, I'll let it slide for now." I sigh, "I'm too tired to deal with anything right now." I yawn.

"I take it, school, was terrible?"

"Its always terrible." I say and make my way upstairs.

My phone started to ring, I look at the caller ID Rose. "Hey, Rosie." I yawn and plopped on my bed, "GUESS WHAT!" She exclaimed.

"You finally saw a d**k?"

"No! Oh God no!"

"Um... You found your glasses?"

"No. not yet."

"Then I give up." I chuckle.

"You know Cole?"

"Cole? The Cole that hangs out with Liam and Mason, The Cole you say to never hang out with that Cole? The Cole that pushed me in the pool."

I pause, "Never heard of him?" I say sarcastically.

"Yes, yes and yes."

"He actually talked to me today!" She squealed. I quickly sat up, "Why?"

"He said he wants me to tutor him, everyone knows I'm like the smartest person in the whole school."

"Cocky much." I chuckle.

"Did you say yes?" I questioned.

"No."

"WHY?!" I yell out of confusion.

"It's Cole were talking about here, he literally humiliated me in front of the whole school and he hands out with Liam, thee Liam Holmes that smokes weed in the boy's bathroom, and may I mention sells drugs clearly he is involved in all of that he's just as bad as Liam."

Liam sells drugs?

"Liam sells drugs?" I question. "Yes... well I don't wanna be a tattle tell or anything, but I saw him one day in the city with Cole, and some shady guy— It was raining so I don't know what I saw was true or not, but I'm pretty sure he handed the guy some illegal substance."

"I hear he's a infamous gang leader."

I mean everyone at my old school sold weed around school, but Liam in a gang see now their reaching. "It's just a rumor, Liam looks like the type who would have a fit because he didn't get the new fortnite skin."

"The spoiled type?" She mumbles.

"Yes, the spoiled type."

Liam

"Caroline hasn't paid us for the drugs we have provided her for the last three months," Roxy says as she lights a cigarette. "It's cold out here can we hurry this so-called meeting up." She complains and blows her smoke in the midnight air.

Cole snatches the cigar out of her hand and throws it on the ground. "Quit your complaining dip-shit." Cole snaps stepping on the deadly chemical.

"HEY!" She yells. He glares at her, "I'm saving your lungs!" He snaps.

"Will you two love idiots quit it?" I groan as I tap my feet on the wet concrete, "Where the f**k is Mason?" I yell starting to run out of patience.

"I'M HERE!!" He yells as he pulls up on the side of the road, "About damn time turtle!" Roxy teases.

"I was busy-" He pauses trying to think of an excuse to come up with, "Playing fortnite?" I blurt out.

He sheepishly smiles as he walks towards us with his hands in his pocket, "Damn it's cold out here." He yawns. "That's what I'm sayin'!" Roxy blurts out.

"Nobody told you to wear that skimpy hooker outfit," Cole mutters under his breath, she turned towards him about to say something but, he quickly throws his jacket at her.

He holds up three fingers as he walks away, "Gibbs is asking for another deal, three bags." He says.

"Tell him it will be three-thousand pounds and I want the money by tomorrow." I yell back.

"We can never have a successful meeting." Mason chuckles, "You see if you two never dated it wouldn't be so awkward."

I smack him on the side of the head.

"Shut up." Roxy snaps. "I'm going home!" She whispers.

"You're not." I blurt out grabbing onto her hand, "You're coming home with me, I'm not letting you go back to that abusive pimp of yours." I snap.

"He's not a pimp he's my boyfriend."

"Boyfriend my ass, no boyfriend should hit there girlfriend. Don't think I didn't see the bruise on your cheek."

She looks down at her heels I sigh and held her hand.

"Such a handful."

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