Ashleigh and Faraj
“Stupid white bitch.” She just walked away, like she couldn’t see something was wrong. Little princess probably couldn’t see past her own blond perfect nose. Do I look okay? Do I look like there’s nothing wrong? No! But off she went, happy as a freaking lark. To hell with her.
I just sat there, wondering what to do. I didn’t dare stay here, it was too close to the apartment, but I didn’t know where else to go. I had been hoping to go up to white girl’s place; Jeff would never bother me there. But white girl was too full of herself to notice I’m upset. And scared, I had to admit, Jeff had never been really violent before, just pushy.
I decided to go find Carrie Whitehorse. A little something to get a buzz on, dull the pain. That’s what I needed, and Carrie always had good stuff. For a moment I wondered how to pay for it, but figured Carrie’d be okay with fronting me the stuff. She knew I was good for it, and...