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“I trust you, but make sure this is the last time I hear about her.”
“I’ve already handled it. But the same goes for your little boyfriend.” I told her.
“Deal, now kiss me.” She said, pursing her juicy lips for a kiss.
I leaned forward and kissed her like it was our last time I was going to be able to taste her lips. Parting her lips I offered her mytongue, and she hungrily sucked on it as she ran her hands up my biceps.
“Yall need a room.” Char called out laughing. We broke apart remembering that we weren't alone in this room full of our family. We pecked each other a couple more times before turning to give our attention back to the room. We drank and watched the girls sing and dance with each other for the rest of that night. Aren and Liam sat together with Miko lying across their lap feeding them food. Char and Alestar sat cuddling in a chair whispering to each other as we all had the time of our lives forgetting about the bitch that was currently getting beat up in the back room.
Chapter 19
Pepper
We were coming up on the last few weeks of semester and I was becoming more and more overwhelmed and overstimulated. I still have clinical twice a week for ten hours a day with an exam on every friday until our final exam on Thursday of the last week. The content wasn’t super complex; pathophysiology was one of the easiest subjects to study and master but one of the hardest to test for. And because of that I had been spending more time than usual making sure I mastered it. Medical school was my dream but wanting a thing and actually doing it are two different things entirely.
“Is your name Leila?” Someone asked as I was hiding in my usual corner of the library waiting for Char to return from her advisor’s meeting. I lifted my head from the book I had been reading and saw a very pretty girl with a blond pixie cut. She was wearing scrubs like mine, but you could tell the way the material clung to her curves she had a body to die for. She was looking down at me with an annoyed expression like I had donesomething to her and for the life of me I couldn’t imagine what it was. I had no idea who this girl was.
“Yes, that’s me. Is there something you need?” I asked. I was not about to sit here and let this unknown girl look down on me like I pissed in her cheerios, when I knew I hadn’t done anything to her.
“How many of these bitches gon pop out of the woodwork?”
“How do you know Gunner?” she asked. “I know you're friends with Charlotte. But what are you to her cousin Gunner?”
“What?” I was taken aback by her boldness to inquire about who I was to my nigga.
“Pepper, get this bitch out of your face.”
“I mean I saw you at Infinities a few nights ago hanging out with his people and later sitting in his lap. So, who are you to him?”
“I’m not sure why that is any business of yours. As a matter of fact, who are you to ask me about anything I do?”
“That was way to fucking nice. Don’t make me handle this hoe Pep. It won’t be pretty.”
“Bitch you don’t have to get nasty. I was just trying to warn you not to get too comfortable. You not even his type. Gunner could never be serious about a fat bitch. Plus, he already got a girl, my cousin said you were warned already to stay away but you didn’t get the message,” she laughed.
“Bitch, are you insane? Did you really just come over here and call my sister fat? I know I didn’t just hear that shit come out of those fake ass dick suckers on your face. And who the fuck is y your cousin. I hope not Missy’s pathetic ass.” Char yelled, drawing an audience.
“I’m just being honest with her. What can he possibly see in her weird, fat ass? Ain’t that right scar face?” She said, pointing at me like I didn’t know who I was and what I looked like.
“Bitch you must have slipped and hit your head on the way over here if you thought you could come at me about my nigga. Don’t get it twisted. I don’t answer to no one, and I for damn sure don’t explain myself when it comes to Gunner. You came looking for answers, but all you’re about to get is a visit to the muthafuckin’ ICU." Nyx screamed in my voice. The look on the girls faces as she realized she fucked up was exhilarating. She attempted to step back from me, but it was too late.
That was it, the straw that broke the camel’s back because the feeling of weightlessness and floating took over and I was on the inside looking out. Before I knew what was happening, we had hopped over the desk between us and was now on top of her punching every part of her face my fists could touch and yelling curses at the top of my lungs. We were a woman possessed as we beat this bitch like we were in an MMA match. She was getting all these hands and feet. We were so tired of people thinking they could talk to me any kind of way because I minded my business and stayed to myself. We weren't hurting anyone. I mean, now we were but usually I only hurt people that hurt me or truly deserved it. All I asked was for people to respect me like I did them but no. As soon as I got a little bit of happiness the world just wouldn’t let me be great. It really seemed to trigger these hoes that Gunner chose me and that I had the audacity to accept.
“Pepper, let her go. Please sis. You’re gonna get expelled from the program if you don’t let her go. Fucking come help me.” I heard Char yell at someone, but I couldn’t stop. We were locked in. Nyx was beating this bitch for the old and the new. For every person that thought that they could take our joy from us. The feeling of strong arms lifting me in the air was all I felt as I was pulled off of the unknown girl that thought it was a good idea to disturb our peace. I guess she knew now that was a bad idea.
“Leila, stop. It’s over, okay. Calm down baby girl. Everything is gonna be okay. Just calm down.” I heard Samuel’s voice saysoothingly. I felt Nyx’s rage slowly replaced with my fear. Fear of what we had just done. Fear of getting kicked out of school for fighting. Fear of having to go back home to face what we had done to Taye. But worst of all fear of being placed in a cage. The rush of adrenaline overloading my body caused me to shake ferociously as I came down from the high of anger. My vision cleared and the feeling of being locked in resided, but the incessant bussing Nyx’s anger caused, continued. And then I saw the girl laying in a bloody heap on the floor with Char standing over her body on her phone. From the looks of it not only had I beaten her within an inch of her life I also carved a large N into her right cheek. How the fuck did I do that? Samuel was standing in front of me texting and then he looked at me with that warm smile he used to give me before our misunderstanding.
“There you are, baby girl. Don’t worry about anything. I got you. We’re gonna fix this okay.” He said and I just put my head down because I knew they had seen what the darkness inside of me was capable of and it scared them. I wasn't sure how long we sat there but when I looked around, I noticed the library had emptied, and we were the only four people left. Char was now stroking my cheek with her thumb and Samuel was standing at the stairs waiting for what I don’t know. And then like he had run a marathon to get to me in jogged Gunner, Andreas and a few other big men. Gunner rushed the stairs and sank in front of my chair. He looked at me like he was checking for injury, but I wasn’t sure why. None of the blood that soaked my hands, face and body was mine.
“I’m gonna get you out of here. Don't worry, Samuel and Char told us everything. You will be fine. We're going home, alright? He removed his jacket and put it on my body and zipped it up to cover the mess. He took a wipe from one of the strange men and cleaned my face off the best I could. I was swimming init but right now all I cared about was that we were going home. Come on lil baby,” he said.
Helping me from my chair he hit Andreas and Samuel with a head nod before taking me down the stairs and out of the building with Char following closely behind us.
“I’ll take care of you Pepper.”
The warmth and smell of vanilla and honey permeated my senses as I relaxed against Gunner’s hard body, the water in the large claw foot tub clear and unsoiled by the blood that he washed from me in the shower first cradled us and relaxed all the tension away allowing me to think properly. Trying to suppress the sight and smell of blood, screams of pain and terror and looks of fear and pity was overwhelming my senses. But the buzzing was gone, Nyx was sated and calm, humming softly almost soothingly as we rested in the arms of our man.
“I think we should take a break.” I said, breaking the silence in the room and my head. “Just until I can figure myself out. We’re unstable. A danger to others when we're challenged.” I said, as Gunner washed my body like I was fragile, and not like the monster I was. His hand clenched the washcloth but he didn’t comment, only continuing to clean me from head to toe. “Do you remember what I said about Nyx?”
