Day

"Is this really what you have to do to graduate?" He laughs in my face.

It echoes in my head over and over

Yo, this person is supposed be my other half. He's really coming for my entire existence in an entirely new fucked up way. I don't understand it at all.

It hurts me.

No matter how tough anyone is, having someone that's right under you spit in your face it the worse feeling.

I stand up.

"Nigga I'm gonna spare this ass whooping you was finna catch just then and ask you to leave," I sign.

My eyes get watery.

I'll go toe to toe with anyone, Amir knows this, but the shit coming out of his mouth is really on another level of fuckery.

"Nigga what's good?" He asks.

I cock my head to the side and look at him.

He pushes my chest. I instantly swing on him. We start throw fist and dropping bows. He grabs onto me and decks me in my shit.

I stoop low and slam him into the hall way.

I'm yanked off of him.

Dimitri.

I pay him no attention.

I want to yell. I want to scream. I want to rock that nigga.

Ron comes out of nowhere and grabs Amir off the floor.

I growl out in frustration and anger while struggling to get away.

"No nigga let me go," I can barely hear Amir telling Ron.

My hearing aid.

I feel my ears and one of them isn't there.

I start punching Dimitri's hands so he'll release me. He grabs hold of my face and grips me tightly.

"It's okay!"

I continue trying to get away until he forces me to look at him.

"Hey, calm down. Calm down."

I shake my head no.

"You're crying. Don't cry Day," he says with a hard, but reassuring look on his face.

I blink and finally notice large water droplets streaming down my face.

Who have I become? What have I done to deserve the bullshit. Get caught up in some gay shit.

Twice in one day I've cried.

I never cry.

I bang the back of my head into the wall as I try to control my rage.

"Let me go Ron I want my one."

I start trying to to duck to get to his ass but Dimitri holds me up.

His one? Lets go I'll bust his shit.

"I want my one bruh."

You had yo one, but I'll go again.

I look over there and try to give him his opportunity, but I'm retrained even more.

Dimitri turns his head.

"Ron, take him downstairs!"

I watch as Ron drags him out. Dimitri loosens his grip and wraps his arms around me.

I break down and start crying like baby and bang my head harder. He puts his hand behind my head to stop me.

"Stop hurting yourself. It's fine... you're going to be okay. Breathe," he lets me go.

I try to run for the door but he scoops me up and close it.

"Breathe," he tosses me on my bed and blocks the door.

"Amir is the only person I have... that's here," I make my hand a fist and put it over my heart to explain what I mean.

He wipes my remaining tears. I furrow my eyebrows in sadness.

"I'm sorry for being an influence in this," he pauses and slowly pulls me to him.

He kisses me gently and it honestly makes me want to cry more, but it's not angry or sadness.

I don't know why, but I'm comfortable.

He closes the gap between our body and deepens the kiss.

He trails his fingers down my bare sides. I hum out against his lips. The door opens.

"Oh shit."

We pull apart and our heads snap to the door. I push Dimitri's chest but he doesn't move away.

"Oh shit," Ron says again in a more surprised tone.

I slide under Dimitri's arm and hold my hands  out in front of me.

My stomach falls out of my ass and my heart explodes in my chest.

Die.

I look him in his eyes.

I can't read him.

"Ron, Ron," I sign quickly

He looks me up and down, looks at Dimitri, then furrows his eye brows. His eyes go from me to him.

"Nah son, it's cool," he nods and walks away.

What?

I stand there, stripped of every emotion.

A strong pain creeps across my forehead. I hold my head in my hands and hiss out while taking a seat on the edge of my bed.

I try to gain a little bit of composer.

I deserve the pain.

My ear picks up the sound of Shana yelling downstairs.

I punch my hand and jump up. Dimitri grabs my shoulder.

"I'll take care of you lil daddy."

He bends down and kisses my lips and then my forehead. I feel more heat take over my face.

He pulls up his sweats and leaves my room. I just sit there on my bed trying to accept this.

Trying to accept everything.

Amir.

Ron.

Mr. Marcello?

I feel my heart pick up some speed at the thought of him.

It shocks me. I'm having serious anxiety.

I put my hand on my chest.

Stop nigga, stop.

I breath deeply and close my eyes.

Stop.

"How could any of that be his goddamn fault. Stop blaming him for some bullshit another nigga caused," I hear.

"You don't know them Dimitri! You don't know shit about anything that comes through here so who are you to even comment on who wrong or right in the first place!"

My headache intensifies when I hear hard foot steps coming up the stairs.

"You are delusional to even believe that this was Day's fault. You better take that shit and carry it on before I hurt yo feelings. You bucking for no fucking reason."

I watch my doorway as Dimitri walks by.

Shana follows him.

"What? Boy!" She laughs.

I hear Dimitri laugh.

"Shana go on somewhere I'm fucking telling you," I hear.

Shana door slams.

I hear them yell and argue. I look around on the floor to find my other hearing aid.

There.

I find it.

Fuck.

It's broken.

I grip it in my hand and start shaking my legs.

I'm tripping.

I hear the door open and slam shut. I look up as Dimitri comes in my room, fully dressed with anger written all over his face.

He hooks my chin and kisses me roughy.

"Mm," I moan.

He pulls away and I'm stuck.

I forgot how to move.

I forgot how to breathe.

Goddamit, Day, this ain't cool.

"Bye, lil daddy."

"Bye," I stupidly respond to what he just called me, still dazed with warm cheeks.

Alright I think this is one of my favorite chapters to be honest. I liked it. Be sure to vote and comment. Love y'all.

Ps: went to the D.R.A.M. Concert last night and died!!!!!