Chapter 9: She can have him

"Can you come?" 
"Sure." 
Both Queen and Cynthia's ranting filled my room as I took my time to walk to my Closet hearing their laughs through my phone that was miles away.

I picked out long sleeves and a denim skirt matching them with long stiletto boots and a black Saint Laurent's bag. Afterward, I called Blake asking if he wanted to tag along with us, he just said he would meet us there. I smiled to myself happily. 

After a shower, I took my time dressing up and went downstairs where Queen and Cynthia were talking with my Dad. 

I waved my car keys in the air signaling that it is time to go, Cynthia arranged that we all go with the same theme black and jeans, so we pretty much like your local triplets. 

The cars in our Garage were lined up by the owner me having three cars and two motorcycles. I got into my white BMV ushering the girls to get in.

The drive to the college party was spent dancing and shouting to the lyrics in a very wrong tune, Cynthia hopped out of the car once we pulled in at the house that was surrounded by college and a few high school kids, red cups were all over the place, people making out on benches, drunk passed out people and of course, my favorite, people throwing toilet paper everywhere. Queen got out of the car as well and made her way to the front looking like a badass itch she is, Cynthia, on the other hand, was long gone in search of Alcohol as usual. While I stood there not knowing what to do with my life. I decided to just make my way on the search of Blake. I strode through sweating students and skipped over some dead-looking drunkards who were lying limp on the floor.  Someone was puking in the corner into a vase while his friend kept on patting his back looking disgusted. Soon enough I spotted Blake talking to Victoria, her dress - wait for no- her tissue paper giving enough to feed the lustful eyes of men, she "dropped" her tissue purely by accident, of course. Just like I expected she bent down picking it up arching her back in a very seductive manner, her butt was popping out of her skimpy dress and it was very obvious that she was showcasing that she had no panties on. My dearest Man paid no attention to her. Good Boy. Made me proud there, that's my man. I felt a tap on my shoulder when I turned around I was met with a dude who was probably 25 or so holding a red cup to me. 

"Here, wanna drink?" 
"No, thank you, I'm good."  He was quite a gentleman and left after a simple rejection and small talk but when I turned to where Victoria and Blake had been standing before. I was met with other people chugging down their drinks. My mind went into a panic mood as I kept thinking of what could have happened in those few minutes.  Not wanting to think of the worst I made my way upstairs, opening every single room. I opened the door to the first bedroom and was met with people playing truth and dare surrounded by candles. I apologized and moved on,  the next door revealed a few people- yes plural- making out on a bed I quickly shut the door and moved on to the next door I opened it just to be met by someone passed out on a bed snoring. I threw open the last door, I was surprised, hurt and I expected it but above all, I was fuming in rage. Blake was holding Victoria up a wall while she casually had her legs wrapped around his waist, his head was nuzzled in her neck while her moaning filled the entire room. I was rooted on the spot holding back all my tears, and yet at the same time, I remained calm. I straightened out my face clearing my throat loud enough for them to break out of whatever they were in. 

Blake let go of Victoria while she just smirked deviously at me, Blake was trying to compose himself fixing up his clothes. 

I just rolled my eyes in an attempt to just roll those tears way too. I just smiled hoping I didn't look as broken as I felt. 

" It's fine you guys can go on, I'll leave it to you. We are over." I stepped out of the room feeling the first tear roll down effortlessly.

"No, Jen. Wait" I didn't hear him out and left in a hurry rushing downstairs into the flooded room. I kept hearing my name but paying no attention to it I went to the bar taking a cup of an expensive Whiskey, gulping it down all at once. The burning liquor burnt my throat giving me a reason to keep on drinking, I was about to take my second shot when a hand stopped, me. Jason was looking at me with a smirk. 

"Whats up Dancing girl, why are you drinking so much?"  I paid no attention to him and gulped down the new cup of my whiskey, I was about to take another shot when Jason turned my face to him. By now my tears were streaming down like the Niagara Falls, I was hiccupping like crazy my hair was in a mess, I was a mess. He scanned my face his expression turning from amusement to sympathy than to realization.

"Hey, hey what happened," I said nothing and just hugged him, maybe I am drunk like crazy or I just really need comforting right now, him knowing this hugged me back hushing me, his shirt was probably soaked but I could really care less. I was limp in his arms like that one useless sack in your room that is just there.  He was caressing my hair whispering sweet things to me, I almost laughed- almost-. The big bad Jason was helping out a broken girl. Man what a sight, too bad that I was a quite miserable sight myself. 

"Wanna get out of her?" I let out a short "hemp", he picked me up probably aware of all the weight I was laying on him, he took a bottle and strode out of the house playing me on a bench outside.

"Drink this and sober up." I gulped the water down in a hurry like a fish.  

My head was pounding, my mind messed up.

"Should I show you a place?" I just nodded not caring a shit anymore. I gave him my purse whispering a faint key. 

He picked me up again and carried me to the car placing me in the passenger seat putting on my seatbelt for me, he's cheek came in contact with mine yet I had absolutely no energy to push him away or anything. Blake came out of the house looking around like a mad man when he spotted me and Jason who by the was was still kinda leaning on me. He launched at innocent Jason throwing punches at him. Jason threw him to back looking -pardon my french- fücked up. 

"Cut it out, before it is too late dude." Blake didn't heed Jason's warning and tried to come at him again looking like a mad wolf on some serious dugs. Jason sent him with one punch to the ground, left for the fact that I am drained and powerless I would have given Blake that punch on behalf of Jason or even plus that of Jason. There was absolutely no sign of humanity in me, must be the alcohol. Not wanting to attract the attention I decided that I have fed my need for entertainment and was content with what I just saw. Blake who was sprawled on the floor like a starfish was whispering my name sounding like a squeezed orange, it's quite a sight. I turned to Jason.

"Can we go now?" 

He just nodded and made his way to the other side of my car sitting in the driver's seat. The engine let out a roar when he started driving, I turned on the Radio. Cardi B's song coming up "be careful".

Yeah
Care for me, care for me, care for me, uh
Yeah, look

I warmed up my throat ready to scream to the song, Jason put down the rooftop and my loose hair went with the wind as Jason drove me to only God knows where. 

I wanna get married, like the Currys, Steph and Ayesha sh*t
But we more like Belly, Tommy, and Keisha *beep*
Gave you TLC, you wanna creep and  *beep*
Poured out my whole heart to a piece of *beep*
Man, I thought you would've learned your lesson
'Bout likin' pictures, not returnin' texts
I guess it's fine, man, I get the message
You still stutter after certain questions
You keep in contact with certain exes
Do you, though, trust me, *beep*, it's cool, though
Said that you was workin', but you're out here chasin' culo
And putas, chillin' poolside, livin' two lives
I could've did what you did to me to you a few times
But if I did decide to slide, find a *beep*
*beep* him, suck his *beep*, you would've been pissed
But that's not my M.O., I'm not that type of bitch
And karma for you is gon' be who you end up with
You make me sick, *beep *

Jason was impressed with my rapping and smiled at me, and can I just say that I am really appreciating Jason now- yes, after looking down at him so many times-  his mesmerizing smile almost made me forget the lyrics. Almost.  

The only man, baby, I adore
I gave you everything, what's mine is yours
I want you to live your life of course
But I hope you get what you dyin' for
Be careful with me, do you know what you doin'?
Whose feelings that you're hurtin' and bruisin'?
You gon' gain the whole world
But is it worth the girl that you're losin'?
Be careful with me
Yeah, it's not a threat, it's a warnin'
Be careful with me
Yeah, my heart is like a package with a fragile label on it
Be careful with me

By now my tears were streaming and I bet I looked like a hot mess again, but my new bestie Jason took over for me with a very surprising good voice.

Care for me, care for me
Always said that you'd be there for me, there for me
Boy, you better treat me carefully, look
 

We sang the second verse together screaming at the top of our lungs, on a highway, middle of the night, me probably looking like an I just broke up- oh wait I did-, him looking as handsome as ever, me half-drunk, just your regular teenagers in your neighborhood.

I was here before all of this
Guess you actin' out now, you got an audience
Tell me where your mind is, drop a pin, what's the coordinates?
You might have a fortune, but you lose me, you still gon' be misfortunate, *beep*
Tell me, this lust got you this *beep* up in the head
You want some random bitch up in your bed?
She doesn't even know your middle name, watch her 'cause she might steal your chain
You don't want someone who loves you instead? I guess not though
It's blatant disrespect, you nothin' like the *beep* I met
Talk to me crazy and you quick to forget
You even got me trippin', you got me lookin' in the mirror different
Thinkin' I'm flawed because you inconsistent
Between a rock and a hard place, the mud and the dirt
It's gon' hurt me to hate you, but lovin' you's worse
It all stops so abrupt, we started switchin' it up
Teach me to be like you so I can not give a *beep*
Free to mess with someone else, I wish these feelings could melt
'Cause you don't care about a thing except your motha*beep*' self
You make me sick, *beep*

We kept singing when Cardi took over us - me, no us, me - throwing some hyena-like-laughs in between now and then. I who was no longer in my seat was standing in the car waving my hands in the air while  Jason was leaning on the car with one arm. The highway which is pretty much free was filled with our screaming, people who came through eyed me while others sang with me in my sorrows. 

The only man, baby, I adore
I gave you everything, what's mine is yours
I want you to live your life of course
But I hope you get what you dyin' for
Be careful with me, do you know what you doin'?
Whose feelings that you're hurtin' and bruisin'?
You gon' gain the whole world
But is it worth the girl that you're losin'?
Be careful with me
Yeah, it's not a threat, it's a warnin'
Be careful with me
Yeah, my heart is like a package with a fragile label on it
Be careful with me 

When I was done scream- sorry, singing- I finally taught of asking Jason what was going on.

"Where are we going." My voice was still hoarse from all my singing, I morphed my face back to the look of sorrow.

"A place so we can bond and meet ducklings." He wiggled his eyebrow seductively and I burst out laughing. 

"Good girl now keep that smile on your face."  I smiled again because I was generally feeling better after staying with him. Weird. I am aware, thanks for the reminder.

I was playing with my fingers again, he must have noticed my actions and spoke up.

"Do you want to talk about it?" 

"No?" He raised an eyebrow, me too raising my eyebrows at my own answer. 

"I guess not. "I corrected my sentence and put my head down in defeat, " she can have him." 

And just like that, we went back to singing songs about heartbreaks.