"If y'all don't let me go imma start swinging on yall and then imma swing on her." Darren said.

SO! Darren was trying to fight this girl because the streets was saying that this girl had fucked around with Mr.Gee. When Darren heard that she fought him the same day. I'm guess today was her turn or whatevs.

"She not bout shit!' Girly yelled from behind KB.

"Throw your shoe." i said.

"You shut up." Lamont said and i slapped my knee before sliding my shoe off and passed it to Darren.

She threw the shoe and all hell broke lose. Im on the ground trying to find my shoe, Darren is fighting Ole girl. Oscars on the roof of the rec. it's just too much.

"HELP!" i yelled once someone fell on me.

"ITS ALWAYS SOMETHING WITH YOU!" Lamont yelled before yanking the person off of me.

"That wasn't my fault I'm just trying to find my shoe." I said as I looked around. I finally found it on the other side of the street. I ran across the street and next thing you know, I'm on the ground.

Mad bitches is punching on me, they big as hell too.

So I started windmilling. That's the only thing I can do.

"Oh my god!" I yelled.

One of these big dirt neck ass bitches just kicked the fuck out of my stomach.

"My insides." I cried as I laid on the ground.

Bitch they still jumping me.

My tiny ass was in so much pain, I don't even know what to do. I stopped fighting at this point.

Nobody seeing my tiny ass getting beat the fuck up?

I felt the blood running down my head.

These big hoes doing they shit, I know that's right sis beat me up.

The kicking stopped and I just laid there.

I just wanted to get my shoe.

"Bitch you is bleeding!" Sierra said.

"I ran these hoes over! I came as fast as I can." She said as she held me up.

"I think I hit Darren too. She was getting beat the fuck up too." She said.

"Blood is dripping from your head and your legs." She said.

I hope these bitches ain't beat me until my period came.

"Your stomach hurt?" She asked and I nodded my head.

It wasn't like cramps, it was like my insides were being ripped clean the fuck out.

"Imma take you to the hospital." She said as she helped me to the car.

"Is Darren Okay?! Did I hit her?!" She yelled as she put me in the passenger seat.

"I'm okay! What's wrong with Tuti?!" She yelled.

"They beat her ass. Bad." She said.

"Now you making it seem like I can't fight." I said.

"Shhhh. Breathe. Bitch is you still bleeding?!" She said.

"Sit on this." Lamont said before laying his hoodie down.

" I ain't paying for no damn seat to be repaired." He said before getting in the back seat.

"Call my mom." I said.

"Get the fuck away from this window bitch. Run him over Sierra!" Darren yelled as Gee tried to talk to her from the window.

Sierra did just that. He jumped back in time though.

"Alright, breathe Tuti. I know it hurts but you can't die. Imma get a charge." She said before speeding up a little bit.

"You was hitting niggas on the way out and you scared of a charge?!" Lamont screamed.

"She was hitting niggas on the way in too!" Darren said.

"Shhhh, sit back and pray for Tut." She said.

I hope I wasn't pregnant, I really hope it was my period. I was on my pills. Never missed a day.

I think I'm gonna break up—I don't know. I might.

It's too much.

Not saying it's all his fault but my life been crazy since I met him. Maybe he just brings bad luck.

My hearts like no bitch. But my mind is telling me yea, just for my safety.

Sierra pulled up to the emergency room and Lamont tried to help me out but I pushed him away.

"I got you." Darren said before helping me out.

"The fuck did I do?" He asked.

"Stop talking to me!" I said.

And another thing, where the fuck was he when I was getting my ass whooped. I don't recall no Biggs's fighting. It was only girls. He ain't look for me or nothing.

It's so hot, I feel like my fucking head is about to explode.

I'm fucking losing consciousness.

My eyes kept opening and closing, the doctors and Shut was tryna keep me up but honestly, I'm just ready to close them.

If I die then I die.

I've had fun.

My head hurt so bad, the doctor was explaining to me all the medicine I gotta take and all this other bull shit.

Why would I be worried about that? I mean I know it's Important but I just got the worst news of my life.

I had a miscarriage and I now have epilepsy.

I don't even wanna fucking live anymore.

"I don't care." I cried.

I hate everybody in this fucking room.

Even the doctor, fuck that bitch.

One day, I'm perfectly fine. Living with my mom in good ole Huston Texas, just to find out that's she's not even my fucking mom.

Now I'm here, South Los Angeles, fighting more, going to jail, losing a child and now I have an incurable disorder.

Is life even worth it anymore?