His Immense Desires

CHAPTER 41 : THE CRAZY HER

THE CRAZY HER

"What the, wait..... Who the hell dropped this here...

Like what the fuck is this, who dropped this here, where is Janelle, where is that mother-fucking idiot.

The little embarrassment I gave her, is not enough for her, she had the guts to drop this here, excuse me!!!!.

What the fuck is this?", Steff yelled loudly.

Coming to school so early on a Monday morning isn't typical of Steff, she comes to school when the the first lecture but at most when the second lecture has kicked on.

So.... Coming to school so early today morning is a first for her, and getting to see the picture she took when she was celebrating her two years old birthday is also her first.

Angry is not the situation right now, rather mad and crazy is the situation right now.

Janelle stood at a far end corner watching all this scenario been played in at a far distance from her.

She was not surprised, rather amused, because, she knows that it is typical of Steff to react that way.

If she could report her to their lecturer, what else won't her bestfriend do...

"Damnnn you all, where is Janelle?", Steff asked again, getting abrupt glances from everyone.

"Who the hell is this mad dog that has been ranting and shouting since morning, I have been trying to tolerate but right now my ear has been aching so badly....

Wait what the..... Damnnnn you all where is Steff Douglas, I heard she has been the one ranting about one little stuff...

Guess what class?", Andrea asked....

Andrea had literally given Janelle a thumbs up and made her write a letter to Steff.

Right now, checking how Steff has been boiling over no particular reason, made her regret ever telling Janelle to do something as stupid as writing a letter.

She had to do all she can to make sure that a fight doesn't ensue between the both girls, Steff and Janelle.

""""What!!!", The whole class roared loudly, while waiting for Andrea to say what happened that made Steff act like that.

Everyone in the class all love the both of them, Janelle and Steff, but more love Steff, maybe due to how active she is in class.

Her Jamaican and bossy attitude.

For Andrea, getting the class not to side for Steff but rather hear from both sides would be so difficult and hard to handle.

"What's on her locker is a toothless picture of Steff and Janelle when they were both little, in the picture Steff was celebrating her two years old birthday.

Not just that, but you all need to see the color of their teeth, all brown from chocolates, and their hair in a frenzy and scattered manner", Andrea said, while the whole class bursted out with laughter.

A guy stood up, he was shocked that they had been best of friends, since they were little, "excuse me!!!, I thought Janelle grew up in Florida, so... What's about the pictures of them both when they were little..

Does it actually mean she was lying to us, or what, because I really don't understand, sorry to ask though, but this is just my inquisitive nature...".

"Ohh yeah, anything you want to say or think, like there is no one to clarify it at all, so I would rather say, it's true, maybe she all lies to us, because I really don't even know what to think.

I Steff Douglas, do not even know what to think, because...

"Steff, what is the meaning of this, you waited for me in my house the day you heard I was coming back from Florida.

You helped in packing my luggages, you also helped in arranging all other in my drawers.

Why should you talk like this, are you crazy or high??...

Ohhh I guess it's you addiction to drugs that is actually taking over you, what the fuck!!!!.

Why should you talk like this..", Janelle was fed up with all Steff had been saying, she could not tolerate all of it again.

She had to come out from the corner she stood.

"Steff is something wrong with you???...

"You see what I am talking about, you keep using the fact that I am addicted to drugs to push me down and make me feel inferior.

Listen up Janelle, yesterday I cried but today I will never, you are in a class filled up with imperfect people, why don't you go ahead telling them of their sins huhhh", Steff said giving a bitter laugh.

Janelle turned around and wanted to leave the class, when she saw the class door has been locked, by her coursemates.

The look on their faces were like that of people who were very angry, they all wanted an explanation to why she would talk about steffs' addiction.

"You wanna tell us, dah reason you bombard Steffa, with such big words of yas, we wanna make di fuck clear wit ya, we all here all all marijuana addicts.

Fi dah luv of education, daht is why we are all here, ya talks wonna make us run outta class, like ya Americans do, we are a whole lotta strong people, ya wanna apologize to her right now.

We would forget all of dis ever happened, but if you wanna keep em all for yaself, be ready to stay alone in this class.

Is daht how you were bred, to throw people's poops on their faces, damnnn gyallie dhat sucks, Amma take my leave", with that saidin his Jamaican accent, the guy turned his back and left the class.

Everyone in the class, went to their lockers picked up their bags and started leaving the class, giving Janelle a hateful and bashful look.

Janelle slumped down on her seat, she could not even say anything, she wanted to cry, but no tear seemed to come out.

In the class was all left, Steff, Andrea and Janelle.

Steff stood up collected her bag, and wanted to leave the class, when Andrea called her back.

"Steff?, You just want to walk out of the class, after the hateful talks given to your bestfriend by our coursemates.

You think you should just stand up and walk out of the class, that is so sick and inhumane of you.

Do you really think that it would be so right, for you to turn your back on her?", Andrea asked.

"You know one thing on this life is, when wrongs are done, and it is not done to you personally, you won't know how it hurts.

You just sit down there, trying to play the good friend who would stay by you in all your different phases of life.

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If my parents would love me just like I am, and stay with me all through, what do I need her for.

Shit!!!, I don't need anyone to tell me how my life should be carried out", Steff said, not even sparing Janelle a glance.

"Steff, I still think you both should talk..

"Do not fucking tell me that shit, Andrea, how will you feel, if your bestfriend tells you that you are a sex addict, and that that is what you are going to be throughout your life, if you do not keep to her.

Tell me Andrea, how will you feel. It is not like it was the second or third time she had seen me in such state.

It's not even like though, she had been with me throughout when I had been trying to fight my drug addiction.

Andrea!!!!!, That was actually her first time seeing me in such critical condition, and all she could say is to judge me.

Isn't it Janelle?", Steff stated, looking at Andrea who had gone speechless from steffs' words.

"She knows where to find me, if she really needs this friendship to work out, she knows where to find me and not trying to act all funny bringing the picture we both took when we were younger.

Was she thinking that when I see the picture, I would run to her, hug her and tell her thank you for keeping this picture since we were young.

Nooo, I can't, but she still knows where to find me", Steff said, after which she left the class.

Andrea turned to look at Janelle, picked up her bag and left the class like others did.

Janelle was left in the class, filled with void and emptiness.

"I definitely know where to meet her, this friendship must work", Janelle said, her voice filled with determination.