I traced my steps and stood right in front of the whole semi circle the the group had formed
"What did you say?"
I repeated
"I fucking said you are a fucking negro who's as fragile as her fucking negro mum"
She replied with a snug expression on her face
"Hey hold it Gael...."
I heard a deep voice say but I didn't pay any attention to see who it was
"Look you know nothing about me ....nothing.....you have no right to use my colour against me .....my race ....my fucking race doesn't make me a lesser human than you "
I said in a slightly low and calm pitch but not too low just enough for everyone present to hear
" Who said I know anything about you .....I mean it's pretty clear and known to everyone that your mother or father whoever is black...was trash just like you...."
"Shut up ....shut the fuck up "
I found myself saying .....I was never this confident but my mom always said that I should be able to stand up for myself because no one will once she's gone
" What is your problem with me ...huh ...just cause I got slightly more melanin than you you want to make my life a living hell ....what's your issue ....my mum wasn't a fucking trash she was everything I wanted and could ever dream of just cause I shoved you off during your heavy make out session you want to make my life a living hell and I'm sorry it wasn't my mission to diverge into you sloppy kissing "
I said and saw her cheeks flush ....Amell glanced at me and the whole place was quite everyone was listening to my 'trying to prove a point' speech
"If you have any bone in your crappy body you will keep your words to yourself please I don't need your negative shit in my life "
I finished in a calmer tone but with tears almost tearing my eyes apart ...thank God I had long eyelashes they promptly absorbed my tears
"Well...I hadn't made it my life goal to make your life miserable ......but fact is your still a negro I mean who fucking accepted such people in our society ..."
I was on the verge of tearing up .....society always hurts ......never dissolve to what they have to say ......
I remembered my mum's words
And then I said the first words that came to my mind
"Ask fucking Obama "
I heard ohhhs and buuurns among the group
And with that I left not caring to listen to what any of them had to say
I felt eyes on me but I cared less about what any of them had to say
And I immediately knew I had started a war that I myself couldn't quite fathom.
Thanks a lot Karma

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