Chapter 10

MONICA'S P.O.V

As the lesson went on and Mel and I aren't talking to each other, Chris walked in his eyes searching the class and when he saw me, our eyes met for a second then I looked away. I was angry all over again, I also could feel Mel's eyes on me.

Chris was talking to the teacher and he was given chalks from and then they turned to me.

My heart was beating three times faster.

"Monica Williams the principal is calling for you in the office. Take your bag with you.",Mr Davis said.

The class howled in unison as we walked out of the class. He walked behind me. The silence was golden with only the sound of our footsteps and some of the classes making quite a noise.

I flinched from the pull of my right arm.

"Like what the hell Chris!", I yelled.

Chris had dragged me into the sports attire and tools room, that is away from the other classes and closed the door.

"Shhhh keep it down I want us to talk---"

" I don't want to talk to you Chris! I have to go to the--"

"Office?" He finished off with a chuckle then he continued "Who called for you there huh?", His face turned serious.

I stopped on my way to the door and looked back at him.

"Berries please just let me explain...please.",he begged.

"No no no... Don't call me Berries there's nothing to explain Chris. You framed me Chris. You got me fuckin arrested and ran away Christopher Kyle Henchman!", I raised my voice loud enough to fill the room and my eyes were glossy.

"Berries I don't know who the fuck put those drugs in my bag!" He said.

"You are lying. You are using drugs! Chris you are a drug addict--", he cut me off.

"No I'm not using drugs Monica just let me finish explaining okay?", He shouted angrily.

I just saw another side of him. He wasn't the sweet and kind and caring Chris anymore, he was vicious. I could tell that he was very angry and his veins were throbbing out. So I lowered my voice.

"You haven't even started yet, and if you say that you are not using them then tell me what are doing with them and tell me why you framed me and then ran off, I'm listening."

"Look Monica I... I... My friend Johnathan and I switched bags by mistake in class, they are the same. I promise. I didn't frame you he is the one selling them here at school and outside school and when I saw them arresting you I panicked my head ran wild and then I ran.", He explained

I don't know if I should trust him or not but his explanation is valid and solid in my head but I'm still angry at him and had questions that popped into my head.

"Why did you run? What happened to ' you're my partner in crime ' ? And how the fudge cake does that police know you",I asked as the tears were still rolling down my cheeks.

"I know what I said baby girl it's still as is but I was afraid to go to jail, Officer Grimm had caught Johnathan selling them and I was with him at that time he had asked me to accompany him but he didn't tell me where and what we were going to do. Grimm told us if he ever saw us with possession of the... again we would be behind bars and no luck for us this time and I didn't want to leave my girlfriend for prison so that these greedy niggas would play with you. Please understand babe I'm sorry berries it won't happen again." We were now calm.

He walked slowly towards me.

"Do you promise?", I asked

"Promise",he said. When he was close enough he cupped my face and we kissed.

"C'mon let's get out of here before any body See's us",I said without pulling out of the kiss.

"Please let's just stay here for a while", he said was he deepened the kiss lifting me and putting me on one of the tables. His hand went under my skirt, rubbing my thigh.

I pulled away about to close my legs. He blocked them by leaning in between them

"Chris I'm not ready yet...", I said looking down.

"Hey it's nothing to be afraid of it's fun you'll feel it c'mon let me open the doors for you to the fun and heavenly island you'll thank me."

"No I'm not ready boo.", I said still not wanting to looking at him.

He chuckled, "mood spoiler, okay then let's go." He said still laughing. I rolled my eyes and got off the table.

We were walking towards the door about to exit when the door flew open...

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