Chapter 6

Kevin gets a phone call from Ed.

“Whassup Big Ed?”

“May and me were thinking about going on a date, and wanted to know if you and Nazz wanted to come with us.”

“Nazz dumped me bro. Your cunt sister recorded me cheating on her at my party and shown it to her.”

“Kevin! Why’d you do that, man?”

“I got sick and tired of not getting laid, bro. A man can only wank it for so long. I’m 22 for Pete’s sake!”

“I get it. I don’t know this Pete guy, but maybe she’s not the chick for you, bro.”

“I got something for your sister, so be prepared. Just letting you know. She needs to grow up.”

“C’mon Kevin, you know I can’t let you actually hurt her.”

“Not like literally hurt her, I’m not stupid.”

“Well have fun, then. Catch ya later,” he hung up.

Marie walks out of the garage, taking her break, “whassup Ed?”

“Kevin just told me Nazz broke up with him because my sister showed her a video of him cheating at his party.”

“What!? She recorded that?!”

“Yeah, sounds like her, don’t it?”

“That bitch recorded me last night?!”

“You’re the one he cheated on Nazz with?”

“I only did it, so Double D would be jealous when I bragged about it!”

“He took a vow of ... what was it ... celery, no; celibacy, yeah. He won’t care about that.”

“I think I just died inside. And I’m going to take your sister with me,” she growled.

“Why are you such a bitch, Sarah,” he muttered under his breath.

The next day, Kevin woke up refreshed, hoping on his computer with a grin, thinking about his plan to demolish Sarah as he looked up all the current LGBT lingo to set up his next move.

Jimmy is outside washing his car, when Nazz walks up.

“Hey Jimmy, how’s going, dude?”

“Just washing my car ... Nazz,” he tried to hold back the venom.

“So ... uh ... I’m sure Sarah told you, but me and Kev broke up.”

“I heard all about it. It’s shameful ... pathetic.”

“Also I should give you a heads up on-”

“I’m kinda in a hurry, I don’t really have time to chat.”

“Umm ... okay. See ya later, I guess,” she walked away.

“I got my own problems to sort through at the moment.”

Sarah is outside the beauty school chatting with classmates, a motorcycle speeds in to the parking lot, pulling up next to them.

“Who’s this psycho bitch,” one girl yelled.

“Oh no,” Sarah muttered.

A 71 Maverick sedan pulls up not too soon after.

“Fuck!”

Marie watched her sister pull up and get out, they both leered at Sarah.

“Delete Sarah ... dee. Leet. It,” Marie demanded.

“I swear if you ask; ‘what’,” Lee added.

“If you’ve done anything with it...,” Marie growled

“Nobody will save you,” Lee finished

“Lee ... I th-thought we were friends?”

Sarah didn’t need to see Lees eyes, to know the look she was giving.

“Hey, why don’t you calm down and knock off the petty threats,” another student walled himself between the three.

“Marcus, don’t!”

Too late; they both grabbed him and threw him in the dumpster. Sarah pulled out her phone, fumbling with it.

“Look, look,” she showed them her gallery, opening the video and deleting it.

“Is that the only copy,” Lee asked.

“Yeah ... I wasn’t gonna do nothing with it, I thought we were friends. I was gonna delete it.”

“Then why did you still have it,” Marie asked.

“Umm ... I can’t say,” she looked away.

“What do you mean; ‘can’t say’,” they asked in unison.

Her face started to go red, they looked at each other quizzically, giving her a grossed out stare.

“That’s just nasty,” Marie walked to her bike.

“We’re not that kinda friends, Sarah ... c’mon now,” she got in her car.