I waited for him to answer, but instead it went straight to voicemail. XXX “What’s wrong, babe?”
“Stop fuckin’ calling me that!” I blurted out. This angered him, and without second thought, he tackled my friend. Bye.” And with that, she stood up and walked out the door. He hovered over me like before, but this time, there were no interruptions. It’s me, Malik. “Mom, no!” I cried. “I’ll be alright, mom.”
“But…” she wiped her eyes. “Why you bein’ a bitch now?” Just when I thought everything was okay, Jordan punched Joel in the jaw as hard as he could, and I just gasped with my hands over my mouth. The Next Day. … “Haha. “Malik!” cried my mother. “You don’t mess with my boyfriend and get away with it, ya fuckin’ prick.”
“So you ARE faggots!” laughed Joel, forcing Jordan to jump on him again.
