𝗔𝗣𝗛𝗥𝗢𝗗𝗜𝗧𝗘 𝗧𝗔𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗜 𝗡𝗔𝗝𝗝𝗔𝗥 𝗗𝗘𝗖𝗘𝗠𝗕𝗘𝗥 𝟮𝟬𝟭𝟳

"You're wrong." Aphrodite sighed. She was assigned to tutor this boy in her class.

Everybody knew Nadir. He was known as the "hardest nigga" in her school. That was halfway true, but not all the way true. Nadir claimed to be so hard and untouchable but Aphrodite didn't believe that.

He just irritated her, so much. He had a little crush on her, but everybody did. He was the most annoying out of them all though.

"Why you not helping me?" He smirked at her. He requested her to be his tutor. The teacher knew, but didn't care. As long as he was putting in effort to push his grade up.

"Nadir, can you focus? I'm trying to help you... you have to help yourself too." She mumbled.

She didn't want to come off as rude but she also didn't want to be run over. She also didn't like being around him. Everytime she was around him, the vibes were off. Like something bad was about to happen.

"Na Na," He corrected her.

He doesn't like it when people called him by his government, unlike Paris, who really didn't see the point of a street name.

"And I am helping myself. Why you think I got a tutor?" He quizzed, making her huff. She slumped down in her seat, rolling her eyes.

She continued to go over the same problem with him for 15 more minutes. He knew what the answer was and how she got it, he just wanted to talk to her. She wouldn't give him the time of day, and Nadir knew that. It hurt his ego, just a little, because usually every girl was lined up for him. Except Aphrodite, and that's why he liked her.

Aphrodite rubbed her arms as goosebumps ran up her body. She was feeling like someone was watching her. Though, the feeling was unsettling, she brushed it off thinking nothing of it.

Paris looked at her through his car window. More like watched her. He sat in his car waiting for his sister to come out of the school, but instead saw Aphrodite. Talking to a boy.

He chuckled to himself, because it was obvious she wasn't feeling Nadir to the slightest bit. A blind person could see that.

He leaned up in the driver's seat when he saw Nadir put his hand on her thigh. She slapped his hand off of her and turned away.

All she wanted to do was sleep. She slept all the time, but that's because she had the time to. She would do her work for the week on Sunday to Monday, then sleep for the rest of the week. Her volleyball season just ended so there was really nothing for her to do.

"Can you stop? Like for real, you're making me uncomfortable." Aphrodite said just above a whisper. He could hear her, but it pissed him off.

Why wasn't she caving in? It made no sense to him.

"You too adorable to be pushing a nigga away like that." He chuckled, shaking his head. He tried putting his hand back on her thigh but she pushed his arm away before he could touch her.

"You're making this hard. Please stop." She told him and he rolled his eyes. He did this everyday with her.

If she rejected him the first time, why was he still trying? All she asked for was to be left alone. She didn't feel like that was a lot to ask for.

"You talk really soft." He smiled at her. She rubbed her forehead then pinched the bridge of her nose.

He was never going to give it up.

"I like your voice." He nodded. He might've been a little high, but he still knew what he was doing. A little... not really. Marijuana didn't affect others how it affected him. When Nadir was high, he was above cloud ten.

"Thank you. Do you get your work?" She asked him, trying to change the subject.

It worked, but at the same time it didn't. All Nadir was focused on is Aphrodite. Now, this put hatred in a lot of other girls' hearts.

She never did anything for him to be attracted to her, when they would go above and beyond just to get a hey.

Nadir was the first step to them, then they would move on to someone like Paris. Unlike Aphrodite, who didn't see the excitement in either of them.

See, Paris sat on a pedestal. He was the most hated and most wanted nigga by females and males. He and like, two others. Then it came down to Nadir. A wannabe. That's exactly what Nadir was and he strived to be someone like Paris.

"Yea I understand ma. Can we talk about you now?" He closed his math textbook and studied her face. She was getting really sleepy.

She had a tight schedule, and tutoring him interfered with it. She really didn't want to be seen out with him as well, it caused her a lot of unwanted drama.

"Umm.. no, sorry, I have to go. See you tomorrow." She got up, but he grabbed her arm and pulled her towards him with force.

Paris, still watching her, scrunched his face up. He wasn't even allowed on the school's property since he beat a boy up over his sister, Deverra.

Nadir pulled Aphrodite closer to his face and licked his lips.

Paris began walking over to them, looking at the ground. He was counting his steps. He was told, as a coping mechanism, to count.

He was doing it because Nadir was testing him right now. He didn't know Paris was watching him, but Paris knew he was too close and touching Aphrodite too much. He was already territorial over her but didn't realize it.

"Watch out lil' bruh." Paris pushed Nadir's chest back slightly. Nadir wasn't a scary nigga, so he wasn't going to run off just because that's Paris. The only thing he feared was death, and Paris wasn't close to it. Or so he thought.

"G, don't touch me." Nadir mugged him, pushing Paris' hand off of him.

All Paris did was smirk. He wouldn't touch him on school property, he wasn't eighteen anymore, so he couldn't legally touch Nadir.

"Go get in my car." Paris told Aphrodite. She rolled her eyes, and with a huff walked to his car. She only knew it was his car because when Bia couldn't pick her up, Paris would.

She looked at him like he was her big brother. Or cousin. She didn't really like him because he forced her to eat and was always worried about her. It got irritating at times because it was overwhelming her. She wasn't used to all of this "care", as she would put it, but that's just the way Paris was. They don't hang out alone, so she didn't know a lot about him.

His sister didn't like Aphrodite though, and that made it uncomfortable for her to be around him.

Him and his sister were annoying to Aphrodite. Deverra didn't like her because of Nadir. Though, Aphrodite said she could've put her on with him, Deverra knew he only wanted Aphrodite.

That was false. He only wanted Aphrodite for the chase, once, and if he got her, he wouldn't know what to do. But Nadir did get his play. Aphrodite was the only girl he was focused on for a relationship, but he was always attracted to other girls.

"Hey." Aphrodite greeted Deverra, getting into the backseat. She liked that backseat. It gave her more room and privacy. And with Paris' Rolls Royce, that she had a hard time getting in, it was so big compared to her, she got a lot of space.

Deverra looked back at her then looked back down at her phone.

Tomorrow was her birthday, she was a little cocky, in a way. Nadir was coming to her "kickback" and she wanted everybody to know that she could take anybody's man. Since everybody seemed to think Nadir and Aphrodite were together.

"Oh, here. I got you a birthday present." Aphrodite smiled, holding out a gift bag.

Even though Deverra wasn't nice to her, Aphrodite thought everybody deserves kindness. She bought her the LV Pochette handbag, it was a bit expensive, but she didn't care. She saved all of her money since she didn't have anything to buy. The bag cost a little over $3,000, but she had a lot more money in her savings account. She wasn't one to brag, so nobody knew she had money.

"Thanks." Deverra smiled at her, grabbing the gift bag. She thought it was going to be some cheap shit from Victoria's Secret. Not that she didn't shop there, it was just Paris spoiled her and she didn't know how to act. All of her perfumes were from Versace and Louis Vuitton, so she felt entitled to get designer things.

"You can open it now." Aphrodite shrugged, opening her phone. She connected her AirPods and began to watch asmr. When she was a little hungry, she would watch them. She thought it helped.

On the other side of the street, Paris was holding Nadir by the collar of his shirt. He didn't want to put his hands on him, but Nadir said something that tipped his lid.

"Why you so mad?" Nadir smirked. He liked pushing people's buttons. It satisfied him. Made his day even.

"I'm not. I promise you I'm not." Paris pushed him down on the ground. He rolled his eyes when he saw an administrator walking towards them.

"Paris, you're not supposed to be on school grounds. I'll call the police!" She crossed her arms over her chest.

She was a white lady with whitish blondish hair. She had a bright orange shirt on with capri jeans on. She wore Sketchers on her feet and she was a little heavy set. She also had the notorious Karen glasses sitting on the top of her head.

"Shut the fuck up Sharron. I was just leaving." He waved her off and walked towards his car. "Fat ass bitch." He mumbled, getting into the car. Aphrodite flinched when he slammed the door shut.

"Say, "Hi Paris"." He told her, because she wouldn't speak unless someone told her to.

"Hi Paris." She mumbled. She continued to watch asmr while Paris asked his sister questions about the handbag. She sighed, because he asked way too many questions.

"You got her this?" He asked Aphrodite. She looked up at him and nodded.

He huffed. "Say, "Yes Paris"." He told her. She really didn't speak, but he liked hearing her voice. It was soothing and could make anyone fall asleep.

"Yes Paris." She sighed. "Can you take me home?" She asked quietly. She wanted to get her teddy bear and all of her necessary things because Bia told her she would be staying at Xion's for a while.

"Yea," He said, focusing on the road. He leaned back, with one hand on the steering wheel.

He was driving fast, making Aphrodite try to tighten her seatbelt. She was so tiny, she almost needed a car seat. She was 5'2 with no weight, since she barely ate.

"I need my dick sucked." Paris mumbled, but Deverra and Aphrodite still heard him. Aphrodite gasped and Deverra scrunched her face up.

"He gets his wee wee sucked?" Aphrodite whispered to Deverra. Deverra snorted out a laugh making Paris look at them crazy. He didn't hear her, so to him, Deverra looked crazy.

"You're nasty." Aphrodite gave him a face. "And your wee wee eyes is contaminated." She shook her head. He was a slut.

It was confirmed in her head that Paris Divinity Withers is a slut. She had to turn her asmr off, it made her vibe feel weird.

"Exit stage left cause I'm not nasty." He spoke to her. He shook his head because she really did act like a baby.

"Yeah you are." She said. "You don't have to lie, I'm not one to judge." She teased. She laughed to herself, because her joke was funny.

She found herself hilarious and nobody could tell her otherwise. She started to laugh out loud but quickly covered her mouth.

"You a weirdo, I swear to God." Paris laughed at her. She cringed when he said the last part. Personally she wouldn't say that, but she couldn't control other people.

"And you're a bully, i SwEaR tO gOsH." She mocked his deep voice. That made him laugh even harder since she didn't copy his exact words. She was so proper for what...?

A couple minutes passed and they were outside Aphrodite's house. Seeing her house after two weeks made her feel nauseous.

She's tried to get in contact with them, but they never responded. Only Jupiter would, and that's when he had someone else's phone and she just so happened to call.

She walked up to the front door and put her key in to unlock the door. When she walked in it was completely silent.

Walking further inside, she was hit by something. She turned around and started punching and the figure started punching her back.

The figure was Triton, and he just wanted to bother her since she hasn't been home in so long. He didn't know she was going to hit him back. She'd been paranoid ever since the day at the gas station. She thought it was childish though; to be scared, even though that guy is dead. But she was beginning to be afraid of men.

"Move!" Triton pushed her into a wall with force. She winced when her back made contact with the wall. She didn't even want to get her things anymore. She was sure Paris left her by now, but he just sat outside the house, oblivious to what was happening to her.

"Get off of me." She kicked him away and ran up the stairs.

Once she made it to her room, she slammed the door shut and locked it. She wiped away the little bit of tears that were on her cheeks and quickly packed some stuff. It might've seemed like she was leaving for good, but she wasn't.

Though her parents didn't pay much attention to her, they didn't like her being around Bia. They thought she would turn out just like Bia. A disappointment. Well, that's what her mom thought. Their dad didn't really care; he didn't care about anything for that matter. Only his job.

She gently put her teddy bear in the duffle bag. She grabbed only the things she needed from her room and her bathroom. Then, she quietly opened her door. She didn't want anyone to bother her, she already wanted to cry, from the pain in her back, and the fact that Triton still put his hands on her.

She hurriedly walked out of her house and almost ran to Paris' car. She got in and closed the door. It was harsh but she didn't slam it. She wiped away more tears that fell from her eyes and looked forward. She didn't have any emotion on her face. Paris looked back at her with his eyebrows furrowed. The whole vibe had changed. It was obvious something went wrong. She was off.

___ "Hey Dite!" Bia pulled her into a hug, making her wince and pull away. Bia looked at her confused before trying to go in for another hug, but Aphrodite backed up before she could even touch her. Bia huffed and took a step back looking at her sister's appearance.

Her shirt was wrinkled, and that was something Aphrodite didn't like. Her hair was a little out of place, another thing she didn't like. She looked like she had just woken up. Suddenly, Bia gasped, making Aphrodite flinch.

"Girl, did you get dick?!" She whispered yelled to Aphrodite. She shook her head quickly.

"No.. I- I don't feel good." She lied, she really just wanted to go cry in the shower.

"Mmmm... okay." Bia squinted her eyes at Aphrodite. Something about her was suspicious.

Aphrodite walked up the stairs carefully, her back really hurt now. She sauntered into her room and threw the duffle bag onto her bed.

She went to turn on the shower and walked back into her room; she closed her door. She took off her shirt slowly. It still hurt pretty bad when it barely rubbed up against her back.

Once it was fully off, she disregarded her clothes and walked into her bathroom. She turned around in the mirror, and saw a huge bruise on her back. She put her head down and stepped into the shower.

She dropped her head lower and began to cry. This lukewarm water wasn't helping her, but she didn't like taking cold showers. She continued to cry for the rest of her shower. It lasted for half an hour and she decided to finally step out.

She put on Paris' sweat shorts and a loose fitting cami. She really didn't want anything coming into contact with her body, hence the reason she put on loose fitting clothes. She put a blanket around her, because she was wearing a shirt that showed her torso. She didn't have the time or energy to explain what happened.

She skipped down the stairs, like usual. She sat on the couch, but then leaned forward to lay on her stomach, making sure the blanket covered her whole backside. She slowly drifted off to sleep, watching "This Christmas".

___ "Tahari!" Aphrodite heard, making her jump up from her sleep. She looked around and saw Bia standing beside the couch with her arms crossed over her chest. Xion sitting on the couch across from her, and Paris standing in front of her.

"Huh?" She moved the hair out of her face.

"What the fuck happened to yo' back?" Paris asked, in a calm manner. He didn't want to scare her, knowing she was sensitive.

"I- I fell?" She wouldn't even believe herself with that boldface lie.

"Why you lying?" Xion laughed. The situation wasn't funny, but he needed a way to not lose his shit. Aphrodite sighed before sitting up. She scrunched her face up from the pain, making Paris start counting. His Aphrodite was hurt, and she wouldn't say who caused it.

"MeandTritonstartedfightingandhepushedmeintothewall." She spoke quickly. She thought nobody could understand, but once Bia heard Triton's name, she grabbed her keys and bolted out the door. Xion followed close behind her, leaving her and Paris alone.

"In real life, I will beat the shit out of him." Paris shrugged, sitting beside her on the couch.

"Now, ask yourself. Was this something I should've said?" She tilted her head at him.

"Ask yourself. Does Paris give a fuck?" He retorted and continued to eat his orange cream popsicle. "Why you staring at me?" He looked up at her.

"Nothing." She turned sound and got under her blanket. She felt Paris pull her up, making sure her blanket was still wrapped around her.

"Hm, lil greedy ass." He gave her the rest of his popsicle. She smiled and leaned on him. "Say thank you Paris."

"Thank you Paris." She moved her feet under her butt so her toes could be warm. She kept moving her feet back and forth so they could warm up faster, making Paris look down at her with a mug.

"Is that necessary dude?" He asked, pushing her away. She sat up and leaned back over onto him. They kept repeating this for another five minutes until Aphrodite gave up and moved to the other side of the couch.

Paris sucked his teeth, looking at her watch tv. "Is that necessary dude?" He asked again, pulling her back towards him, making her huff. She rolled her eyes hard, making sure he noticed.

"iS tHaT nEcEsSaRy DuDe?" She mocked him, getting comfortable under his arm. "You are so big and for no reason." She told him, finishing the popsicle.

"I'm barely six five." He scrunched his face up, but then remembered she's only 5'2. "You'll grow." He patted her head.