A new year. The FINAL year. Devyn was officially a senior and there was nothing that was going to stop her from making the absolute most out
of it. Friends, drinks, parties. All of that in excess was most of what this year would consist of...The rest of the year? This.
Dev sighed as she slumped into her chair a bit, listening to Mr. Simon drone on about his syllabus and the “standard of excellence” they would be
accountable for in this class. There weren’t words to express how much she didn’t care about anything he was talking about. Especially not after
that back-to-school rager she’d hit up last night with Miyu. She was getting her ass kicked by a hangover that seemed like it would never let up and
she was trying her hardest to stay awake and focused. The last thing she needed was to bring attention to herself the first day of classes and end up
on this guy’s bad side before things even got going. Not to mention he had been at that fucking party super-glued to some irrelevant
girl’s ass all night...
Devyn hadn’t talked to Koi since the blow up on his birthday and she was fine with that...as long as he wasn’t in her face. In the few months
that they hadn’t talked to each other, they had seen a lot of one another; at this party, or that kickback...and every time it was super awkward.
She was still cool with Dhonny and the rest of the guys so it was always strange greeting them and watch Koi look every way but at her. Strange and
stupid and completely...ugh. She shouldn’t have cared. She didn’t. She needed to pay attention to Mr. Simon and get her life together, because
while parties were priority, she did need to make sure she graduated.
I'm taking my time.
I'm doing it right.
Self-Love. Self-Care. Selfish.
Nearly running over an underclassman as he left the men's room, Koi pocketed the travel size bottle of Dior Higher that he used to cover
scents that were just noticeable enough to tell anyone he passed in the hallway what "extracurricular activity" he'd just been engaged in. Today's
poison? That kush. Old dependable. And as of late, the lightest shit he'd done all summer. He needed a quick bake after last night's rager,
that was for fucking sure. Not only was it the last party of the summer and pretty much his introduction into the senior year he almost
didn't see, it was the first time he'd dropped that Lucy. It was an understatement to say that his head was ten degrees of shit that morning. Weed
took the edge off, made the "down" bearable and that was how he liked his lows...barely existent. But smoking that early in the day was turning out to
be a huge ass mistake. For starters, he smoked the strong shit so masking the smell was damn near impossible and to top that, he had class. A class
that he was already fifteen minutes late for. Any other day, he wouldn't have give a dry fuck. That morning? He definitely cared. Ever since he'd
gotten arrested the night of his birthday and gotten a shitload of community service just to avoid Juvie, his Pops had been on his case. "The seven
month bitch" was a fitting title. "You ain't fucking up this legacy" this and "Get your fucking life before you lose what I built" that. The shit was
old and annoying and after a summer full of that, he wasn't trying to start the school year off that way, too.
Straightening his tie with his free hand, the other holding a completely unnecessary binder, he arrived at the classroom door and he peeked in. Mr.
Simon was up, giving a spill that Koi didn't give a damn about. He was probably going in about responsibility and dedication in the new year...some
shit like that. Shit Koi wasn't even trying to hear. The point was, he was up...in front of the class. Talking. Shit. Class had started.
Exhaling, Koi reached into his pocket and fished out a stick of gum, unwrapping it quickly and praying that Visine-ing the shit out of his eyes had
worked better than his cologne had. With a cough, he opened the door, giving a quick smile in Mr. Simon's direction, a forced, apologetic look on his
face as he walked past him.
"Thank you for joining us, Mr. Kidd." Koi couldn't help but hold his breath as his steps towards lab tables slowed, his hand automatically going to
the short, blond-dyed curls that had grown over the summer. He waited for it. Koi waited for the words that he was actually dreading hearing.
Headmistress...office. But...they never came. Mr. Simon's first day rant continued and Koi smirked, his eyes returning to the black
topped tables before him. And every single one of them was full. Even Dhonny, who Koi knew shared his class, had a full table. That dirty fucker. Koi
sneered as he passed his best friend's group, scratching his temple with an intentionally bared middle finger. Dhonny returned it with interest, his
laid back smile spreading across his face as the other kids at his table laughed silently at the exchange. Eh, Koi didn't blame his homie. Dhonny had
warned him before he took that smoke break, told him he'd be late. Told him that he'd have to deal with the consequences. And it looked like he was
about to...
...as the only table that had ONE space free was occupied by the one and only Devyn Deveraux.
Fuck. Fuckity, fuck, fuck. Of course this would be the day that this kid was late. Of course this would be the day that her table was the only one
with an open seat. Of course, because that was just her luck. Dev watched him sashay into the classroom, high as a fucking 747 and put on a
little show with Dhonny. She followed his eyes as they landed on table after table looking for an empty seat before their eyes connected...over the
only available stool. She rolled her eyes a little, pretending to turn her attention back to Mr. Simon as his rant continued. Why was this her life?
Of all the Organic Chem classes Koi could have been in it had to be hers? And Dhonny didn’t save him a seat, why? Devyn cut her eyes over at Dhonny,
narrowing them as she mouthed the words “your fault” and watching him give a silent chuckle in response. Rude. Now Koi was going to sit across
from her for at least a semester and they would have to be awkwardly cordial for an hour…everyday. Fuck. Devyn sighed as he sat, her eyes going back
to him just as he looked away from her. Ugh. And it began. She remembered when it wasn’t like this. Last year, they would have been super juiced to
have a class together. It was another excuse for the two of them to hang out, kick it, shoot the shit... These days though…time together was exactly
what was happening now. Her taking glances at him while he tried to pretend she didn’t exist. It was going to be a long year.
“…In addition to in-class table group assignments, you will also be responsible for three out-of-class assignments to be completed with your
immediate lab partner; which is the scholar that sits across from you now-,” Devyn could feel the annoyance settle on her face as another sigh
escaped her. The year was going to be longer than she’d previously thought if this was going to be the arrangement in Chem. Fuck. This was just so
frustrating! She wasn’t even the one that made things hard on the two of them. She wasn’t mad at him really and she proven before that she had no
problem speaking. It was Koi! Just like he fell over himself trying to deny he had feelings for her, when she was around him he would try his
damnedest to pretend she wasn’t. And she hadn’t had a problem with keeping it that way but now that they had to work together?
Mr. Simon stopped speaking after instructing the class to exchange information with the group and with each lab partner. Something she and Koi
didn’t have to do…or at least shouldn’t have had to do. What if he had delete her number? How was she to know, it wasn’t like he’d used it
in the last few months…Ripping a piece of paper from her notebook she scribbled him a note. Something simple and to the point.
Quote:
You still have my number right?
I'm taking my time.
I'm doing it right.
Self-Love. Self-Care. Selfish.
Cute. Very fucking cute. With a quick glance over his shoulder, Koi couldn't help the narrowing of his eyes and the sharpened knives he threw
at what was supposed to be his best homie with that short look. And just like he expected, he got a nod and a smile back. Mother fucking
Dhonny. A sour, silent chuckle left Koi's lips, his nostrils flaring, his feet still moving towards what felt like imminent death. And all the
while he walked, he couldn't help envisioning so many ways to get back at his boy. Dutchoven-ing his car. Setting him up on a date with that gorilla
wolf lookin' bitch that use to be in their gym class. Putting laxatives in his liquor...just to name a few. The only thing that saved Dhonny from
sheer and violent revenge was the fact that Koi knew his boy was doing what he did for a good reason. Dhonny had a good heart...even when no one
wanted his fucking help. Taking the opportunity to sit Koi at the same table as Devyn? Not cool...and not necessary, no matter what Dhonny
thought. Okay, so Koi could admit it. The way he and Devyn ended...whatever the fuck it was they had going... it was pretty rough. And the fact that
they hadn't talked since they ended? That was fucked up. But it was pretty clear that "they" were confusing enough to just...not be. At least that's
the message that Devyn had sent him when she decided when she decided that hanging out with him, on his birthday of all things, was fucking
optional. Koi would've never done her like that. Never. She was his chick homie. And no matter what had gone down between them, she
had always been. Up until that point. Up until the moment she let him know that she would've rather forgot him in the aftermath of trouble rather than
be his friend...
And that was obviously why the last place that he wanted to be was at a lab table with Devyn. Hadn't seeing her for the first time in
months at Mike McClendon's rager the night before been enough? All that Koi had wanted was a good time, a good bitch and good bud and
instead, he'd gotten a eyeful of Deveraux walking in the place with Miyu and a couple of other girls from KPA. With her fucking big ass hair and her
goddamned tits sitting so fucking high you'd think they were getting air time...and her goddamned lips. UGH. He'd needed the strongest thing
in the place just to forget she was even existing in the same place that he was. That had been his modus operandi. Pretending like she didn't exist.
There was never any real reason to talk to her, even when Dhonny got them in the same place at the same time. Koi would play like she wasn't in his
line of sight and that was just good enough for him. But he couldn't do that now. Not as he walked up to the table, their moment for a reunion getting
more and more "real" by the moment. Taking the stool next to her, he placed his binder on the table, glancing at her for a hot second and looking away
in just enough time to avoid meeting her eye. In reality, it was just a day...just one day. He didn't have to talk to her and she sure as fuck didn't
have to acknowledge his presence and then, they could forget each other again. Pretend the day didn't happen and...
"...your immediate lab partner; which is the scholar that sits across from you now..." Fuck. Him. Sideways. Glancing up, he couldn't help but
grimace at the sound of Devyn's exasperated sigh at knowing the same thing that he'd just figured out. They were stuck. For at least a damn
semester, they were STUCK in front of each other. And what was more, they were lab partners. Well! It didn't take long for him to figure out that
Organic Chem was most definitely the class that he'd be skipping on the regular. As Mr. Simon encouraged everyone to exchange contact information, Koi
looked around the room, consciously avoiding looking straight ahead. What did he need to talk to Devyn about "contact info" for? He had her number,
her email...damn, he had her tumblr name, for shits sake. So he sat, awkwardly, waiting for something, anything to give him a reason to avoid...
Catching movement out of the corner of his eye, he watched Devyn's hand move a scrap of paper into his line of sight. What was this? Her number? He
had it. Now, did she still have his? That was the question.
This was all Dhonny’s doing. He and Miyu had been doing this shit since Koi’s birthday. It wasn’t cute then and it wasn’t cute now. Them
trying to force she and Koi to start talking again; getting them in the same place at the same time in the hope that they’d just fall back
into…whatever they were. Nope. Koi was too chicken-shit to admit he was really into her and Devyn was too busy to make him. Her time without Koi had
been busy, thank you very much. She had finished her junior year with better grades than she’d ever had, spent the summer playing coach to
a camp volleyball team, and been to party after party with Miyu and the crew. Things were just fine without him…until she saw him. Fuck all
if she didn’t fall back into that stupid ‘why won’t he admit it’ depression everytime she saw him with some bitch that he probably didn’t
even know the name of. What the hell was wrong with her?! She was like this weak puppy version of herself and it was fucking lame as hell! Koi should
have been a fucking nobody to her by now…So why had she gone to Mikey’s party last night dressed specifically for Koi? The shit was getting ridiculous.
And now she had to come to terms with the fact that last night was just the beginning, because they were officially lab partners and bound to one
another…whether they liked it or not. Ironic that they would have to acknowledge their chemistry, in Chemistry...but here they were. Him sitting
directly in front of her, looking everyway but straight ahead and waiting for anything to get him away from her table. Tough, because Mr. S was asking
them to exchange contact info. She still had all of Koi’s information. Phone number, twitter name, hell as tight as they used to be they might have
had a psychic link up neither of them knew about. How had they gone from that to this? Passing notes to and from one another asking if they still had
means of contact.
Her hand reached out for the paper they were sharing before turning it and giving it a glance. Did she need his? Why wouldn’t she still have his
number? She wasn’t the one with the problem. The way Devyn saw it Koi was the hang up in their relationship. Not her. She didn’t have an issue
with whatever he decided was cool…that’s what he wanted, right?...Ugh! How the fuck did he keep doing this to her? How the fuck did he keep making
her lie to herself about shit that was painfully obvious?! She fucking hated him.
Quote:
Why wouldn’t I have your number Koi? We used to be peoples…
I'm taking my time.
I'm doing it right.
Self-Love. Self-Care. Selfish.
The fuck was she starting now? Koi couldn't even stop the smirk that crossed his face as he read Devyn's note. Use to be peoples...
That shit was classic her. Throwing knives and jabs before the "niceties" even had a second to set in. No cordial bullshit, huh. That was fine. Koi
was completely okay with missing all of it as it became too apparent that they'd actually have to interact more than he really would've liked to. Who
was he kidding? Pops had made it quite fucking clear this year. Either he kept his shit together or he was getting disowned. No joke. This was his
senior year. He'd been reminded of that fact from the second junior year ended. That meant college scouts, scholarships and offers. All of which he
was supposed to be ahead of the game with...if it hadn't been for her fucking cousin, Carter. But that was another bitch rant...for another time.
Right now, she was the present "butthurt" at hand. The butthurt that he'd have to deal with because fate had put her right back into
his life. The life that it seemed that she'd been more than ready to free herself from months ago. Because he was...what was it? Oh
yeah...selfish. And a bad friend...and a whole lot of other shit that Koi had decided he didn't give a damn about over the summer.
And that summer had been amazing. Devyn had done Koi the greatest justice by getting the hell out of his life on the night of his birthday. When she
left, all the fucking guilt and blame left too. All the confusion just dissipated when Devyn wasn't a faction. He didn't have to tiptoe over her
feelings. He didn't have to think twice about anything or anyone that he did. He went back to just doing him and that was the best part.
There were no fucks given about how it would make Devyn feel and how Devyn would respond and...he didn't care. He was Koi again. NO one controlled
Koi's actions. That summer, he got himself back. The self that had been missing since Devyn's arrival. When she came on the scene, she fucked
everything up in his head, confused him. Had him thinking thoughts that he didn't...couldn't...shouldn't have been thinking. Not him. Not the Kidd.
But as soon as she got the hell on, the shit went back to normal. He fucked the best of them and partied until he puked. The way the real Koi would
have if Devyn had never existed...
But she did exist. He could pretend, but reality was truth, wasn't it? And when he saw her on King, at a party at a mutual homie's house, at one of
the hangouts they hit up when they were cool, it was just a reminder of how real she was. Nothing could make her totally disappear, even when Koi
wanted her to. Not the Lucy. Not the Dro. Not the Blow. Nothing. Especially on the nights Mom and Pops fought. That was when it hurt the most that she
wasn't around. She had always been there. She'd been the buffer for that shit. But would she ever find that shit out? Nope. Never. Even if the very
depths of Koi were hurting and missing his chick homie, the anger he couldn't help but feel surge up in him whenever he saw her around town, smiling
and acting like shit wasn't as bad as he knew it was, wouldn't let him admit it. He...hated her now. Hated her so much for smiling. For laughing with
her girls. For not throwing back half a bottle of Ciroc before one of her girls took it away from her just because she'd seen him. For looking fly as
hell...on purpose. Fucking short shorts. Low cut shirts. FUCK. He hated her...so damn much.
And that was why he wasn't feeding into her bullshit. Why he wouldn't return her damn note, why he wouldn't play this fucking game
with her. Reading the note again, he chuckled and looked up from it, smirking at the look on her face as his long fingers moved it to the side, not
even justifying it with a response.
Was he fucking serious? Typical fucking Koi; refusing to finish a conversation that’s not going his way. Actually, thinking back, he refused to
finish much of anything with her. If it wasn’t a blunt, there was never an end with the two of them. Even the way they’d stopped talking. Nothing
was really finished. Neither of them had had any closure...They just stopped. They stopped talking, they stopped seeing one another...well
they stopped making plans to see one another. But she saw him everywhere, in school after winter break, the gym during conditioning in the last few
days of summer, parties...the kid was like a fucking McDonald’s, in her face at every turn. And every time he pissed her completely off. Not by
doing anything specific, just by existing. His existence annoyed her to no end. The fact that he was partying and funning and shooting the
shit with who knew who else killed her everytime she saw his stupid smile on his stupid face on those stupid perfect ass lips. UGH!
And that’s what she was looking at now, a smug ass smirk after a short chuckle before he pushed her reply to the side. Dick. But she wasn’t going
to let him see her phased. Devyn gave a short chuckle. Her eyes rolling as she looked back to Dhonny, whose eyes fell back to his table as they met
hers. He was trying his hardest to appear uninterested in the exchange he knew was happening between she and Koi. He wanted them to figure this out?
He wanted them to talk? Fine. Devyn didn’t mind giving him a little show. Looking back to Koi, who was again trying his damnedest to look at
anything but her, she spoke.
“Typical Koi not to finish a conversation that’s not going your way. Are you going to tell me to ‘Do me’ next?” Her fingers made air quotes
over her least favorite phrase to hear him say. It was the first two sentences she’d said to him in months...and it felt good. It
was confrontational as fuck and she was asking for an argument with him, but...maybe that was what she wanted. Maybe it was worth him yelling at her
if it meant he was talking to her because, truth be told...she missed him.
I'm taking my time.
I'm doing it right.
Self-Love. Self-Care. Selfish.
That was shady as hell, Koi. And that tiny, nudging voice that had been making an appearance in his head from the moment he'd fallen out with
Devyn the first time and had chosen to show up now could shut the fuck up. Especially if it was Team Devyn. There was no room for "Team
Devyn" as far as Koi was concerned and it was enough that his best friend had joined the goddamned roster. Dhonny wasn't hearing the end of this shit.
No matter how tight they were, this was the ultimate fucking betrayal. And Koi didn't care if he sounded like a teeny bopper, that's what it was!
Yeah, okay, the group was the group. Koi couldn't make demands on the shit like he owned everyone in it. Devyn was free to hang out whenever she
wanted to. But the one thing that wasn't going to happen was them talking and acting chummy like everything was cool...because it wasn't. And Dhonny,
of all people, knew why it wasn't and he was still pulling shit like this? Inviting her and her girls to a party that Koi would be
at? That was one thing. Knowing Koi was going to be late and orchestrating him sitting at Devyn's table? Shit was grimey. And despite what good
intentions Dhonny may have had...the road to hell was still paved with a shitload of them.
Nevermind Dhonny. Koi would handle that later. Because the truth of the matter was that Dhonny just couldn't help himself. If he was on this wack path
to self enlightenment, then everyone had to join the walk. And somehow Koi's self enlightenment involved Devyn. Not likely. Either way, Dhonny wasn't
the real problem. The problem was Devyn. It appeared that she didn't understand the silent communication that had been his moving her punk ass note
out of his line of sight. If she couldn't tell, he was telling her to "fuck off". Plain and simple. Fuck how much he had riding on his senior year.
And fuck the fact that his Pops wouldn't stop remind him! There was no fucking way...noooo way. NO WAY that he was spending a year dealing with this
shit. "This shit" being Devyn...and her ability to goad the shit out of him. Instead of taking the hint, her whisper cut through the dying back and
forth, the settling noise in the classroom.
"The fuck do you want, Devyn?" He hissed back, his thick brow furrowing as he looked up and into her sarcastic little smirk. The one that she got when
she was about to start up with him. "I really thought the first 'do you' would've been enough..." Frowning, he looked away again, hoping that she
would just shut the fuck up...and not do this. He knew what she was doing. Even though they hadn't talked in months, he didn't forget her...or her
ways. The smart ass comments that tried to hit below the belt, the narrow eyed stare, her relentlessness. She wanted to clash. She wanted to start
shit with him right in the middle of the class room and...
"...and I don't have shit to say to you so I guess that answers your question, huh." She wanted to start shit...and apparently he did too.
The fuck do you want, Devyn? She might have giggled a little, if it wasn’t for the look on his face. Was he seriously mad at her?! For
fucking what?! Last she checked it wasn’t her fault his slip-of-the-tongue ass fucked up whatever it was they had going. It wasn’t her fault he
wouldn’t admit what he was feeling for her...to himself or anyone else. What the fuck did he have to be mad about? Maybe the fact that she’d
missed his birthday...maybe the fact that they hadn’t talked for weeks before that...Devyn had thought multiple times about what she could have done
differently that might have made things better. She should have talked to him about what happened right after; she still had no idea what to say about
it but maybe that would have changed something...Maybe that...No. No, this wasn’t just on her. Koi had a perfectly good mouth that she knew first
hand was good for a lot of things. He should have stopped her, made her listen... No! Fuck no! She wasn’t going to make this about him because it
wasn’t! She was the one hurt here, because according to Koi, he didn’t do feelings and he wasn’t shit to her, just like she wasn’t shit to
him...but if that were true, why had she started this?
“Ooh. Koi. You sound upset, sugar-,” hey voice teased him, feigning ignorance as to why he might be a little annoyed with her talking to him. She
opened her mouth to speak again but he spoke first, cutting her off by telling her he didn’t have shit to say to her. Ha. Who the fuck did he think
he was talking to? Apparently somebody who didn’t know him like she did. It was cute that he thought that, but Devyn knew the truth. Devyn knew what
was happening in that head of his and what he was struggling not to admit to anyone else, let alone himself.
“Love, you have plenty to say to me. You’re just not man enough to say it.” She could feel the eyes of the other two people at the
table go between she and Koi, waiting for his response, bracing themselves for what might happen. They were on edge, but Dev? She was calm, that smirk
still stuck to her glossed lips as she stared into his face, watching that vein at the side of his neck pulse with the rage she knew was building
inside him. Did it scare her? Not really.
I'm taking my time.
I'm doing it right.
Self-Love. Self-Care. Selfish.
You're just not man enough... And in no time, Devyn went straight to low blows. Fuck passing "Go". Fuck collecting $200. There it was. A
shitty comeback manufactured just to jab Koi right in the manhood; the place where Devyn was hoping it would hurt enough to get some type of reaction
from him. She should've known better than that. The desperation in her comment had Koi's eyes rolling, the shadow of a smirk of disbelief on his face
before he could remind himself how pissed he really was. Man enough? Out of all of the insults that she could've mustered, that was what she gave him?
Ha. Koi knew Devyn too well to think that those words were the worse that Devyn had. No, those words were just the beginning. They were the
start of something that would probably end with them being thrown out of the class they were in and one way tickets straight to the headmistress's
office for "disorderly conduct". And even though Koi knew what the aftermath of her words and his anger would be, he still couldn't help the clinching
of his jaw. But that's what Devyn wanted right? That's why she was hurling low blows...right? She wanted the shouting. She wanted the anger. She
wanted the back and forth that she got whenever she pushed Koi too far. She wanted a scene. Shit, if that's what she wanted, Koi wasn't above
obliging her...
"Not...man enough?" A foreign chuckle that was the opposite of the red building in Koi's face escaped his lips as he stared at Devyn. "Get your life.
We both know that's not the case..." Letting his eyes fall into his lap he smirked. Her blows were low and desperate to insult, but they didn't carry
any weight. Oh, but his would. With the return of the sullen glare his eyes wore, he looked at Devyn again.
"Like I said, I don't have shit to say to you." He repeated himself, ignoring the eyes of "audience" they were gaining in the form of the two people
at their table. He liked how Devyn tried to make him look like some dickless punk in front of the kids that sat beside the both of them and shared
their lab table. That was real cute. The one thing that Devyn must've forgotten in their time of hating each others' absolute guts was that he didn't
give a hot fuck what people thought about him. He didn't care if nosy ass #1 and nosy ass #2 spread ALL their business...every singly word...around
King's the second they left that fucking class. He didn't have shit to prove to them and he didn't have shit to prove to Devyn. She joined the ranks
of people who didn't matter when she showed her ass on the night of his birthday and if she needed a reminder of that fact, he'd give it to her.
"I know you have a problem with understanding when shit is over so...I'm going to make it easy for you. Fuck off..."
Fuck him. No really! She didn’t give two shits about what she said to his ass because no matter what it was, he was so fucking vain he would find
some way to bring it back to being all about him. That was why they were in this position in the first place. Koi and his childish inability to think
of anyone other than himself. She had said it before and she meant it then, Koi was completely selfish when it came to some things and it pissed her
off more than she would have admitted when they were...the h-word. Ugh. Homies. His words, hers because her words would have been something a
little further from friends and a lot closer to the truth. A truth Koi obviously still couldn’t handle, as there he sat, having only heard her tell
him he wasn’t man enough for something, not bothering to listen even remotely to what she was actually accusing him of. Boys.
She was starting to wonder why she even bothered, her eyes rolling as he told her to “get her life” and bragged about how big his dick was for
their growing audience. This was the shit she was talking about. There was no need whatsoever to take it there. Devyn was not at all talking
about the only way he saw fit to measure his manhood. She was trying to talk about them. A “them” Koi refused to recognize until her skirt was up
and his name was the only word her lips would make. And even fucking after it was over Koi clung to what he figured was fine...homies.
God...
“Boy, bye. I guess it shouldn’t surprise me that all you heard was what you wanted to hear. Never an answer for the tough questions though, huh,
kid?” Dev’s eyes rolled again, turning away from him as she pretended to be done with the conversation, but she knew he wasn’t. She knew he
wanted this just as much as she did because despite his “hate” for her, he was still talking...he was talking shit, but he was talking. Repeating
himself actually as he told her again that he didn’t have shit to say to her. She chuckled again. At least she wasn’t the only one that had been
lying to herself around here lately. She didn’t get it. Why was he so-...excuse him?!
Devyn’s thoughts paused, her head whipping back around to look at him dead on as she let her smirk slip for the first time. She had a
problem understanding when shit was over?! Oh so now this guy was putting on a show? Trying to make it sound like he gave her the D and she wouldn’t
let go? Was he trying oh so desperately to make it seem like Dev was this clingy, whiny bitch that couldn’t do without Koi Kidd? Like she
wasn’t the one who had ignored most of his calls for a week after she let him taste her on Christmas? Hmmm...
“I have a problem? Is that right? Because I’m pretty sure you have no idea what the fuck over looks like, Koi. You’ve never finished anything
with me-,” she paused, her eyes falling to his lap as his had done previously, “And I do mean anything.”
I'm taking my time.
I'm doing it right.
Self-Love. Self-Care. Selfish.
Koi had a problem...with answering the tough questions? Really. What tough questions? The ones that he'd already answered before? The problem with
Devyn is that she couldn't, for her life, accept the answers she got. Was that Koi's issue. Nope. Especially as he had made things quite plain for her
to begin with. They'd had conversations...plenty of them. Who he was wasn't a surprise. At least it shouldn't have been as he'd spelled it out in so
many ways to her on so many damn occasions that the conversation that they were having was pretty much pointless. He was an asshole. Self
proclaimed. Through and through. He'd let anyone call him one to his face without a single flinch of denial. He didn't do commitment. That
was also a fucking "duh". Half, if not all of King's knew this little piece of trivia and most of the girls in their year knew it
firsthand. "Boyfriend" wasn't a title he wore and he sure didn't do "love"...so what was the fucking problem? Oh yeah...the last
final "truth" about Koi and Devyn. They were just friends. That one was the kicker. The undisputed truth...or it was supposed to be. But
Devyn had decided to dispute it every damn chance she got. Always wanting more than Koi could give her even though she played the part of the
understanding friend. The homie. The word she hated the most. And why? They'd had a discussion about them...or the lack of them and...she'd
been cool. They'd been cool. Until things started rearing their ugly heads. Things. The antagonist of the story that was he and
Devyn. The things that came in and fucked up everything that was them. Feelings. Emotions. Confusion. All the shit Koi could've cared less about
talking about because the only thing those "things" did was complicate everything. Complicate them. Confuse them...and ignite the hate in them that
fueled the words flying between them right now.
It made them fucking stupid, the hate. Ignorant of the eyes that watched them, not only from their table but from Dhonny's table as well. The audience
was growing and so was the bark in their words. Their replies were getting way more personal and the truth was that both of them were asking for it.
Both of them wanted each others' anger, even if they tried to pretend they didn't. Koi wanted her face to crumple the way it was now, the spark of
hurt in her eyes at his comment turning into hot madness. His reply was kind of low, he could admit it. Turning what had been friendship into
something nothing more than what sounded like a couple of bang sessions in the back of his Impala. The comment got a couple of eyebrow raises and his
instructions to "fuck off" got a couple more. But it wasn't THEIR reactions that satisfied him, it was hers. The curl of her lips into the dangerous
sneer she put on when she was about to go in on a nigga. The flicker in her eyes before they went dead black. That sick smirk that came before the
words...
You've never finished anything with me- and I do mean anything... "Fuck this..." With a sour laugh, Koi nodded, his eyes connecting with hers
when she raised them from the insult directed at his lap. She was playing dirty now, huh. Good. If she was playing dirty too, then his reaction would
be more than validated. Slamming his palms on the black table top, he pushed away from the table, removing himself from his stool. His hand rubbed at
goatee as he made his way around to her side of the table.
"You talkin' real reckless right now..." He said calmly, stopping in front of her. He put distance between them, but he was just close enough to let
her know that the same way he'd dealt with her the first day they'd met, he would do it again. They were both at the same place with each other now.
Friendship was dead and so was her status as anything other than a bitch that had gotten too careless with her tongue.
"...and since you don't mean shit to me anymore, I'd watch my fuckin' mouth if I was you..."
Jesus she had never meet anyone so thickheaded! This boy was the absolute bane of her existence whether they were speaking or not. It was all bad with
the two of them...well it was now. Before all this other shit came up they were...good. They’d spent every possible moment together and, yes they
still fought like they hated one another but, there was never any real hate. Both she and Koi were passionate people; they were motivated by their
feelings, no matter how hard Koi tried to deny it, and that was why what had happened between them did. They were feeling each other. It was obvious
the entire day they spent playing house with Eri and acting as if they’d been together for years. She knew what was happening between them and so
did Koi but, the truth was, both of them were too afraid of it. It wasn’t just Koi that was fucking this up. Dev was at fault too and watching the
anger flash over his face as her little comeback ignited another fire in him, she could admit that to herself. There was no reason they couldn’t
have talked about Christmas, there was no reason for her to have shut him out. But it could all be explained by the fact that the two of them were
afraid of one another...but not for the reason Koi was try to make happen right now.
Dev might have laughed as his palms slapped against the table, their tablemates sliding away a bit, startled by his reaction. Koi was always one for a
show and boy did they have an audience. Dhonny was on his feet already and they’d gotten Mr. Simon’s attention as well, his voice calling out to
Koi only to be ignored by the both of them. Devyn’s eyes followed the murder in Koi’s as he came to her side of the table, her body turning on the
stool so that she could still face him as he spoke, his words calmer than she might have expected. She was talking reckless? He started this
shit...well not the whole thing, but these below the belt, “you-were-a-cheap-easy-horrible-fuck” insults? That was all him. And she didn’t mind
at all giving it back to him. Especially not with the way he was speaking to her. Was he really this confused? Did he really think he scared her?
Uncrossing her legs, she stood slowly, taking a small step closer to Koi so that they were easily within reach of one another before speaking, “And
what the fuck if I don’t?”
“Devyn-,” Dhonny’s voice called to her, a lot closer than it had been when she’d last looked in his direction. He stepped between she and Koi
and Devyn allowed it, taking a step back from the two of them, “Give the Kidd a pass. Just take my seat and let’s forget this ever happened.” A
pass? All the disrespect Koi was spewing and Dhonny didn’t expect him to take at least this verbal ass-whooping? Nah. She opened her mouth to tell
him just that but Mr. Simon beat her to the punch, only she wasn’t the one that would be telling anyone about themselves.
“How about both you, Ms. Deveraux, and Mr. Kidd find your way to the headmistress’ office? I will not tolerate disruptions like these in my
classroom. Out.”
Great...
I'm taking my time.
I'm doing it right.
Self-Love. Self-Care. Selfish.
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