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Date Posted: 16:22:22 07/27/02 Sat
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Dilemma Chapter 6
Author’s Notes: Thanx for the reviews everybody. Now everybody’s ideas were good but I just couldn’t think of nothing to write so this is how I’mma do it. Everybody that reviewed to the last chapter will get a part in one of my stories. So just tell me which story you want a part in aiight? But I'm warning everyone now. The people who reviewed the last chapter and gave me ideas are the only ones who will get a part in one of my stories. Well here’s chapter 6.
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Courtney’s POV
“Aiight papi I’ll see you at home later,” I yelled as I untied my apron and walked out the kitchen. I walked over to my booth where Samantha and Mario had joined us and stood behind Razzle’s chair. “Where Jerome at?”
“He’s outside,” Olivia told me.
I turned on my heel and walked to the front of the store to see Jerome outside on his cell, pacing. I quietly pushed the door open so I could listen in on his conversation. “Jaquis how many times I gotta tell you not to call me anymore. You want to see me?” Jerome paused before answering, “Aiight I’ll see you in ten.” Jerome hung up his cell and I shut the door. I put on a brave smile as I walked to the bathroom. Once I locked myself in a stall, I slid down to the floor and cried softly.
I remember when Jerome and I first started going out. He was such a gentlemen and whatnot and for a while our relationship was envied because we had no type of drama or no type of dilemmas. But then one day it all changed. All I know is that I started to find these girls’ numbers in his pocket and used to smell this cheap ass perfume on him. When I confronted him about it, I finally learned that he cheated on me with his ex. And needless to say, it turned into a big blowout and shit. Then we took some time apart from each other. We were still friends but we didn’t talk as much as we used to. Then this past summer, he came to my job with this mix CD with my favorite song on there: “Buggin Over You” by Playa. He told me that ever since our argument, he couldn’t stop thinking about me and shit like that. He also said that if I took him back he would never cheat on me. So guess what I did.
I took him back.
But don’t get pissed so quickly. At first he was keeping his promise. It was all about me and he treated me like I was a precious gem. And I actually thought he was changing his ways. But now he had to pull this shit. I don’t know what I did, but whatever I did, I didn’t deserve this. No girl deserves this no matter how fucked up she is.
I pulled some tissue from the roll and wiped my eyes before walking out the stall. After I threw water on my face and let my long black hair loose from my ponytail, I applied lip-gloss to my lips and pinched my cheeks. So this nigga wanted to play the game on me? Shit well he was about to get play’d.
“Hey baby you off?” Jerome asked me after I came out the bathroom.
Can you believe him? This nigga got the nerve to call me ‘baby’ when he just made some plans to see some ho? Oooohh. Keep it together Courtney. Keep it together.
“Yeah. Razzle can you take me home? I’m kinda beat,” I said.
Razzle took a final swig of his pop before standing up. “Yeah. I’ll see y’all later.”
I kissed Jerome on the cheek before Razzle and me walked to his Bentley. “So what happened after Bianca left?” I asked Raz. I had seen the whole fiasco between Bianca and Raz and how pissed Trisha and Olivia looked afterwards.
“Oliva just japped. But I ain’t pay her no mind. Everybody else gotta girl why can’t I get one?”
“Raz you just gotta understand that Trisha, Olivia, and I think that you can do much better than Bianca. We just don’t want you to regret this later when you’re in too deep. But as long as you’re happy, I’m happy too aiight.”
“Aiight.”
The rest of the ride to my house was silent but I didn’t mind that because I needed the silence to set my plan up to catch Jerome with that ho and tell him it was over once and for all. Once the perfect plan was formulated, Raz was pulling in front of my house. “Well I’ll see you tomorrow at C.R.E.A.M,” I told him before jumping out the car. I walked into the house and after I checked our voicemail, I went upstairs and took a shower. Once I was feelin so fresh and so clean, I changed into a black shirt that said “Dangerous” on the front, black jeans, and a pair of black K-Swiss. I grabbed my Swiss Army knife and my keys and locked up my house.
Jerome only lived two blocks from me so I was gon walk. As walked to his house, I kept running the plan in my mind over and over again. This nigga was gon learn not to fuck with Courtney Margaret Jackson. He was gon learn. Once I neared his house, I stopped and took a deep breath. Then I walked up to the door and walked in. I walked up the stairs, taking two steps at a time and walked down the long hallway to Jerome’s room. The door was cracked and in a fit of rage, that surprised me, I kicked open the door to see Jaquis on top of Jerome kissing him.
“Well what do we have here?” I asked with a smirk.
Jerome pushed Jaquis off of him and jumped up. “Baby it ain’t what you think,” he insisted.
“Really? Cuz it looks like you and this ho was seconds away from fucking!”
Jaquis stepped between Jerome and me. “Hold on who the fuck is you to be callin me a ho?”
“Ho I’m his girlfriend. Oops I mean ex-girlfriend,” I said putting the emphasis on ex before turning around to walk out.
Jerome reached for my arm but I snatched it away from him. “Court let me ex-“
“No Jerome! Hell no! I let you explain once and I forgave you but not this time. Don’t call me and don’t touch me! It’s over. And for good this time!” I yelled before running down the steps and out the house.
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Bianca’s POV
I walked into Literature the next day to hear the whole class quiet down. I held my head up high as I walked to my seat in the back of the room. I didn’t like this school at all. These hatin bitches be starting shit and hating on me just becuz they man choose me over them. I ain’t a ho like Tati but hey if yo man come to me I ain’t gon turn him away. All is fair in love and war. And if you man does come to me then get a clue. Yo shit must be just that. Shit. So don’t get mad at me just cuz yo man come holla at me. But let me get one thing straight. Y’all might not believe me but oh the fuck well I’m tryna be nice to y’all.
I’m a virgin. I ain’t never fucked nobody before or sucked a ding-a-ling (now that’s just nasty.) And when these rumors about me being a ho started floating around, I denied all of them but nobody believed me. So one day, I just stopped tryna please everybody and did my own thing.
“Yo Bianca!”
I groaned as I recognized the voice belonging to La’Velle Freeman. He was one of the bitch ass niggas that kept on calling me a ho and whatnot. “So I hear that you and De’Mario got a date tonight, huh? You know the only reason he goin out with you cuz he know you an instant blowjob.”
“Leave her alone La’Velle.” I looked up to see Raz walking towards us. I smiled as Raz pulled La’Velle over to the side and talked to him quietly. After a few minutes, Raz came over to me and put a hand on my shoulder. “Don’t mind that nigga.”
“He’s already out my mind,” I told Raz.
“So we still on tonight?”Raz asked me with a smile.
“Fa sho.”
Raz mouthed “bye” as he walked off and as my friend Trinity sat next to me. “You cool?” she asked me as she noticed the big goofy grin on my face. I didn’t answer her becuz quite frankly I didn’t know myself.
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Jerome POV
I watched as Courtney walked out her Geometry class. The usual smile and sparkle in her eyes was replaced with a frown and cold, menacing stare. I knew how bad she was hurting, because quite frankly I was hurting just as bad. I still remember the first time we met. During my sophomore year at Salem, I was known as the “fuck ‘em, leave ‘em” type. I was lovin life and wasn’t looking for love because I was too damn young for that in my mind. Then one faithful day I was late for basketball practice and I wasn’t watching where I was going and I ran into her. I bent down to help her pick up her belongings, when our hands grazed one another. I looked up and found myself looking into these deep brown eyes. I smiled and she smiled and before I knew it, I was asking her out. As she walked away, I knew I wanted to be with her and only her. Fuck them other hoes I fucked with. Courtney. Courtney was one in a million.
Our relationship started off great and we were the perfect couple. But as our three-month anniversary neared, I found myself falling in love. And I got scared as hell. But before y’all jump down my throat, put yourself in my position. Here I was a former playboy who never cared the girls I was with, falling in love. This was a new concept to me. I didn’t know what to do. So the first thing I did was I called my ex-girlfriend Jaquis McNeal. Then one thing led to another and we were fucking. At the time, I had no worries and was feeling good. But then afterwards, I felt horrible. It wasn’t like I felt that it was time for Courtney and I to make love and she wasn’t ready. I was happy with the way our relationship was going. Or so I thought. Then one day my worst dream became a reality. Courtney came and asked me point blank was I cheating on her. That was when I broke down and told her everything. And needless to say Courtney snapped. I mean really snapped. She cursed me out and when it was all said and done with, her and me decided that we shouldn’t be together no more. We didn’t cut each other out of our lives completely but I could never just go up to her and hug her and kiss her like I wanted to. But hey that was the price I had to pay since I cheated on her.
This past summer, I felt myself thinking about Courtney more and more and I couldn’t take it anymore. So I burned a CD, put on a Roc-A-Wear short fit, bought a daisy, and took my ass on over to Courtney’s job and told her I wasn’t leaving until she listened to CD. So we went into the back room where she listened to the CD and when she heard the first song, I could see the tears glistening in her eyes. After the song finished, she turned the CD player off and I went into this big speech I spent days planning and when I finished, she kissed me on the lips and said she forgave me.
At first, our relationship was going great. I ain’t cheat on her or felt a desire to cheat on her. But then yesterday happened. My ex Jaquis called my cell phone and I told her to come over to my house. Now I was planning on telling her not to call me and stay the fuck out my life but then she pushed me on the bed and started kissing me and that’s when Courtney came in and snapped. But I’m not gonna blame it all on Jaquis because if I really wanted to, I woulda pushed her ass off me as soon as she was on top of me. So now because of my fears of falling in love, I was without the only girl that I wanted and now I had to figure out a way to get her back.
I walked up to Courtney and tapped her on the shoulder. “Courtney we need to talk,” I said softly.
Courtney said bye to the female she was talking to and scoffed. “There’s nothing I have to say to you Jerome. Now move.”
“Well you don’t have to talk. Just listen, I begged, looking into her eyes with my hazel brown ones.
She looked at her watch and said, “You have a minute and ten seconds. Go.”
“Now I know what you saw last night must’ve looked bad but trust me it wasn’t. I mean I wasn’t gon fuck Jaquis. The only reason I asked her to come over my house was so I could tell her not to call my cell or my house no more. Courtney I’ve been apart from you once and trust me I don’t want to go through that hell again. So can you please forgive me?”
“No Jerome I can’t. Becuz you spit this same shit this past summer and like a sucker I took you back. But not no more. I wasted a year of my life with yo bullshit. I think it’s about time that I move on.”
“But I love you doesn’t that matter to you?”
“Why should I care about your feelings you didn’t care about mine when you was fucking that ho did you? Hell no! So I’mma just get on with my business and I suggest you do the same.”
Courtney brushed past me and I watched as she walked out the double doors of the school. And out of my life possibly for good.
*~*
Samantha’s POV
I picked up my black skirt with the matching red shirt and laid it on my bed. My plan was going exactly as I planned. As Mario and I got cozy last night, I could see Omari looking on with envy. So it was just a matter of time before he dumped Solange for me. Cuz let’s face it, I always get what I want.
I was bought out my thoughts when I heard the phone ring. I continued to curl my hair before Trisha appeared in my doorway. “It’s O,” she said simply before tossing me the phone.
“Holla.”
“Hey. I was calling to see if you wanted to go to the N.E.R.D. concert at C.R.E.A.M. tonight,” Omari said.
“I thought you and Solange was going,” I replied as I parted my hair.
“We were but some family shit came up and now she can’t go. So what about it?”
“O any other time I would love to. But I have plans tonight.”
“With who?” O asked like he was my daddy. “That nigga Mario? Girl I advise you to stay away from him.”
“Why becuz you two don’t get along? Well I’m sorry Omari but the world doesn’t revolve around you. Don’t worry about me I can take care of myself. Look Mario gon be here in a few and I ain’t even got my clothes on yet so I’ll call you later aiight?”
Before O could answer, I hung up before rising off the bed to go to my bathroom to change. Yep my plan was going perfect.
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Trisha’s POV
Shad and I walked in C.R.E.A.M. to see that the place was packed with mostly kids from Salem. I smiled when I saw Fizz and Olivia walking towards us. Olivia had on a red shirt that tied at the sides and a pair of jeans with red jewels on the back while Fizz had on an Encye fit with matching Air Force 2’s. “Hey y’all. Lovin the outfit,” I told Olivia.
“Same to you,” she replied. I had on a Baby Phat outfit with matching slides.
Fizz wrapped his arm around Olivia’s waist and rested his chin on her shoulder. By the look in Olivia’s eyes I could tell that things were going quite alright between her and Fizz and I was happy for them. Shit it’s about time they hooked up with each other.
“So did y’all see Raz and Bianca?” Fizz asked Shad and me.
I shook my head. Maybe Razzle had finally came to his senses and realized how stupid it was to be going out with Bianca, right?
Wrong!
“Speak of the devil,” Shad said, motioning towards the entrance. I looked over to see Razzle and Bianca. Raz looked good as usual in an Iceberg outfit while Bianca had on Prada. When Raz and Bianca walked down the steps, I motioned for him to come over, but he waved at me and guided Bianca to a table in the far corner of the club.
I grabbed my purse and stood up. “I’ll be back,” I told my friends.
“Where are you going?” Fizz asked me.
“I’m just going to say hi to Raz and Bianca.”
Before I could get a good inch away from my seat, Shad grabbed my hand and pulled me back. “Trish don’t.” I looked at his hand on my wrist, looked at him, and he must’ve got the point becuz he pulled his hand away quickly. “It looks as if they want to be alone so just leave them be, ok. I mean don’t you want to spend time with your boyfriend rather than interfering in their date?”
I knew Shad was right so instead of fighting him on it, I sat my black ass down and kissed him on the cheek and said, “I rather be with you baby.”
*~*
Mario’s POV
Samantha and I walked in the theater and walked to the middle aisle. After she sat down, I looked around to see I didn’t have any napkins or straws. “Yo I be back I gotta get some napkins and straws,” I told her.
“Aiight.”
I walked out the theater and grabbed what I came to get and turned around to go back in the theater when I saw it. Or in other words, when I saw Solange tonguing a boy who definitely wasn’t Omari.
*~*
So what should happen?
A. Should Mario tell Samantha? Then Samantha tells O and O breaks up with Solange, realizing that he wants to be with Samantha introducing a Mario/Samantha/Omari triangle?
B. Should Mario tell Samantha then Samantha tells O but O doesn’t believe Samantha and they get into an argument and Samantha finds comfort in Mario arms leading to Samantha having mixed feelings?
C. Mario shouldn’t tell Samantha but him and Solange should strike up a deal to keep Samantha and Omari apart and for themselves?
D. Mario shouldn’t say shit!
Read and Review and tell me which option you pick.
Holla!
Chocolate Delight
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