(One week later)
Nadia POV
Today is my last day of suspension from the fight. I haven't done anything but lay in my room and eat. My fat ass probably gained like 10 pounds but I don't care anymore, I'm already fat I have nothing to loose. I still haven't talked to De'marcus since I saw him with Carter. I just can't bring myself to talk to him, let alone look at him. Whenever I see him or Carter bitch ass those images of them together pop up in my head. I really can't be mad at him because we aren't in a relationship, but that doesn't stop me from wanting him to myself. Deep down I know he wouldn't want to be with me but I just have to small seance of hope that maybe, just maybe he does want me. And that small little glimpse of hope is what driving all this anger and jealousy that surfaced when I saw the two together. I just can't help but to be angry. My phone buzzes signaling that I received a text. I reach over and grab it.
Big Bro😷 -I'm outside. Open the doorI place my phone down not bothering to respond. I get up and walk down the stairs to get the door. When I open the door I see Sean and De'marcus standing there. I open the door wider for Sean to come in then slam the door in De'marcus face before he can get in.
Who does he think he is just smiling in my face like everything is all good? He THOUGHT wrong! Sean gives me this stern look and opens his mouth to say something but I ain't tryna hear that so I run my fat ass up the steps and go to my room and lock the door. I am not in the mood. I know I shouldn't have shut the door in the booty holes face but when I saw him anger just flashed within me. I heard the door open and slam, a few seconds later I hear stomping up the stairs. I know for a fact that it's a steaming hot De'marcus.
I get up and tip toe over to my hiding spot in my closet and close the closet door. Suddenly De'marcus begins to bang on my door. I push myself deeper in the closet. I regret slamming the door in his face, I need to learn when to be bold and when not to be. Im scared for my life right now, well not really I know he won't kill me but he will come close to it. I shouldn't have been acting big and bad, I was waaay over my head. I know I'm in for it now.
There is a big bang and then nothing but silence. I sit quietly for a couple minutes to see if he went away. After awhile nothing happens. I shift in the closet and reach for the door nob. But suddenly I hear foot steps entering the room. I hold my breath so I don't make a sound. I hear him circle the room trying to find my whereabouts. My nose begins to twitch and I feel a sneeze about to come out. I curse silently and plug my nose wishing away my sneeze. I let go as the feeling goes away. And then it happens, the sneeze comes out unexpectedly. Now my sneezes aren't the average sneeze, they are high pitched, loud, very long and did I say LOUD? He quickly rushes over to the closet and opens the door. I look up and he looks mad as hell! I wave up at him shylyMe- "how's it going?" with a nervous smile on my face. I try to sound as innocent as possible
He looks at me with a blank facial expression
De- "get up" he states sternly
I dope budge, I just stare up into his eyes silently begging for his mercy. He grabs my arm and pulls me up with no effort. He pins me against the wall, his tall frame hovers over my small one. He stares at me angrily without muttering a word.
De-"I'm gonna have to teach you a lesson. You know damn well I hate being disrespected and you have done it to many times. You are gonna learn to listen to me" he voice is low and deep
The tone of his voice almost makes me week to my knees. My cat begins to moisten. I close my eyes while taking a deep breath to calm my nerves down. When De'marcus is aggressive it turns me on to the fullest. He knows that he makes me weak and he uses it to his advantage to make me melt under his command. A smirk tugs at the corner of his lips as I open my eyes. He knows that he got me in his spell. I roll my eyes and try to mush him away from me but he doesn't even move in the slightest way. I suck my teeth just to get under his skin. He doesn't react the way I thought he would, he just laughs. Without warning he picks me up and throws me on the bed in one swift movement.

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Don't Judge Me (under extreme EDITING)
Teen FictionNadia Jones goes through many struggles, with her family, friends, and streets. She is a very beautiful plus size girl who has many insecurities. Will her best friend De'marcus Johnson the highest drug lord in New York save her or will he bring her...