Look What You've Done ⋌⋚ (#2)

` Jentri ` :

"It's cold as shxt outside!" I burred, pulling the plush blanket closer to my body for more heat.

"That means is cuddling season, bae," LaMont smirked, sitting next to me on the couch. He burried his warm face against my neck and wrapped his arms around me.

"LaMont, stop harrassing that poor girl." His mother entered, dropping some brown, paper bags on the granite-top island.

With a smirk, I stood up and felt a smack against my black sweatpants.

LaMont winked and went back to his cell phone.

I walked into the kitchen and said, "I'll help you with that, Mrs. Davis."

"Thank you, baby doll. Maybe LaMont and Brandy can pick up a few pointers," she smiled, handing me the carton of eggs as Brandy walked in with her head in her iPod.

"Brandy, can you put down that dxmn phone for just one minute?"

Sighing, she said, "It's an iPhone. And why can't LaMont? He's probably texting some hoe."

"Brandy, I told you to watch your dxmn mouth! Now go back upstairs and when you come back down you better not have that iPhone, iPod, whatever the hxll it is."

Brandy marched up the steps and I finished putting the food up.

"Thank you, baby, you can go sit down now. Did you eat yet?"

Shaking my head, I said, "I'm fine." I sat back down on the couch next to LaMont. "Who ARE you texting?"

"None of your dxmn business," he smiled, typing away.

I flipped him off and then flipped through the television channels, landing on Hey, Arnold. If you're a '90's kid' and don't remember that show, go fall in a hole. "C'mon, 'Mont, let's cuddle."

"Nah, you ain't wanna do it before and then you got me in trouble."

Pouting, I said, "But I'm 'boutta freeze my axs off."

He sighed and smiled. "C'mon...but only 'cause I'mma miss that axs."

I live with a sex addict. -_-

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I usually wake up really early every day, at like 3:00 AM. I don't have to be up until 6:00, but I can never sleep any later than 4:45.

Sipping my Japanese tea, I waited for the warm drink to slide down my throat before letting out a soft sigh towards my bedroom window.

Brandy and LaMont are more than blessed to have a beautiful home and family. I used to, too, but I never thought that I'd lose them. I know that everybody has to die sometime and some place, but at the age of fourteen? Really? If only I had a chance to say the words that I never said, if only I had waken up a little earlier so that we could've actually GOTTEN to our destination. If only...

Wiping away a tear, I sighed deeply and watched the snow melt against the window pane then drip down. Seehow easy it is for something that you've just seen a few seconds ago to disappear just like that before your eyes?

"BOO." a voice said softly.

Jumping, I turned around and saw LaMont's dumb axs. I sighed with relief and licked my lips.

"What's wrong?" He wrapped his arms around my waist and pressed his lips against my back since I was wearing a spaghetti-strapped top.

Shaking out of his grip, I said, "Nothing. I'm just thinking."

"About?"

"Life." I didn't know how much I should elaborate on. LaMont was my best friend, but I didn't wanna make him feel sorry for me or like his life was better than mine although it really was. "How much I miss my family, my old life, everything..." I promised myself that anytime I felt like crying, I'd think about my past like a part of a book I've read or a movie I've seen; it was created by opeminded people and is just a figment that my imagination created.

"Cry if you need to, baby girl."

"Only the weak cry." I know that that's a lie, but I say things that I don't mean at times like this.

"You know that's not true, Jentri. You think you the only one who cries at night? The only one with a broken life or family? Everybody has to deal with some type of pain sooner or later. Yours just came sooner..."

"How DARE you tell me what it's like to 'feel pain?' You don't know the HALF of what I fxckin' deal with on a daily basis! I may wear a fxckin' smile and laugh, but on the inside I feel a completely different way! I lost the people that I loved in a matter of MINUTES! I basically watched it ALL go down! You have a dxmn near PERFECT life! Two parents, a little sister, food, clothes, electronics, EVERYTHING! Tell me what you've been through, LaMont, and MAYBE I'll have some sympathy for you."

"What is going on in here?!" Mrs. Davis stood by the door with her arms crossed in her robe and pink curlers in her hair.

"Nothing, nothing at all." I pulled my North Face fleece around my body and slipped on my black mocassins before walking out of the house.

` LaMont ` :

Today was my bro's first basketball game of the season and I was gonna be there to support him. Scottie goes hard in the paint when he plays ball. A lotta people compare him to Michael Jordan, but he swears he's nothing like him and that he's not that good.

Jentri was supposed to come with me, but we haven't talked all day and it's twenty minutes before the game.

After slipping on a blue Aeropostale tee, some faded skinny jeans, and my blue Gores, I grabbed my black and blue snapback and walked down the stairs. "Ma, I'm goin' to the game now."

"Alright, have a good time and be home at a decent hour. You hear me, LaMont?"

I nodded. "Aight, Ma."

"Love you, baby." She kissed my forehead.

"I love you, too."

I grabbed my car keys and walked to my black 2011 BMW. As soon as my engine came to life, the car door open and Jentri sat down, shutting the door.

Without a word, I pulled out of the driveway.

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"LET'S GOOOO!" We were up four points, but the Hawks were hella good and had a 15-1 record.

Jentri was silent the entire game besides the clapping and cheering and it was starting to get me P'O. She had every right to blow up on me, but I moved on, no hard feelings.

I moved closer to her on the bench and whispered, "You mad at me still?"

She glanced up at me quickly and said, "Я уже прощал Вам."

I don't speak Russian, but when I pulled her into me and she didn't pull back, I took that as a yes.

` Jentri ` :

Mac Miller was blaring loudly through the speakers, causing red cups all around the house to bounce and the ground to shake.

"Yo, turn his Catholic axs off!" somebody shouted.

"Actually, his FATHER is Catholic and his mother is Jewish!" I shouted back, shaking my head. Teenagers are so ignorant.

"Jen, I'm goin' to the store wit Luis," Jermaine shouted over the music.

Nodding, I grabbed a Fruit Punch Arizona from the fridge and popped it open. How are LaMont and I even friends? We both have two totally different personalities, but I love him 'till I hit the grave. : )

I walked up the stairs and pushed my bedroom door open to see two people laying down on my neon-green bed. "Out."

They quickly stood up and left.

Sitting down on my bed, I plugged my earphones into my iPod and "Down 4 U : Part I" by Lil' Fizz and Jhene ( My Sonq x33333333333(: ) began to play against my eardrums. I opened up the big jar of pickles and began to chew on one.

In My Room Blastinq Music & Eatinq Pickles , My Saturday = Perfect x33

I always feel outta place no matter where I'm at. School, out, parties, even here.

It's like this world was designed and everybody here had a place on Earth but ME.

You got to me you, you tossed the keys and loaned me your car

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Yeah, just a young kid in a droptop Lexus hopin' that I don't get arrested;

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Just another kid that's goin' through life so worried that I won't be accepted...

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