I kept slamming my fist into his back and kicking my feet and my knees. He walked outside and everyone was screaming. "Dante you lieing piece of shit, if you don't put me-" He put's me down and holds my wrist.

"Why are you calling me a liar?" Bringing our faces closer together.

"You're breath smells like coffee." Then, my mental state took in what position we were in. My mind was telling me to run inside and never leave. Never look at him again. Never talk to him again. Let this story end now. 

No. Cut that last one. The story between me and him are about as real as my social life. 

I backed up, best I could with his strong grip on my wrists. His grip became stronger as his anger rose. I pushed against him and attempted to move away.

"Get the fuck off of me..." I say slowly. His grip again tightens.

"Why are you calling me a liar?!" He seethes. I wince and tears begin to form in my eyes as memories began to present themselves in my head.

He looked at me then let me go. "I-I I'm so sorry. I was just really-"

I folded my arms across my stomach. "It's whatever." I sighed. He opened his mouth to speak, but I cut him off. "I have two kids and a best friend. Not to mention the other friends I've made. I don't need you and your gang shit up and over here. Okay? So leave?"

His eyes went wide. "How do you know about that?"

"Friends, you fake ass mother fucker."

I hugged Matthew as he continued to cry. "Hey buddy, its okay." I know he's just scared that Tru was thrown over that assholes shoulder. Ugh. He's a dick.

Anyways, our new friends are freaking out. But Tru can handle herself.

Especially with all of the things she's gone through with her foster parents.

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Flashback!!!

I'm laying in bed watching a movie. My phone came on and me and my best friends song came on.

"I don't fuck with you! You little stupid ass bitch, I don't fuck with you." I picked up the phone.

"Why the hell are you calling me at 11:55 at night?" I said. Then I heard weeping on the other end of the phone. "............ Are you okay?" I ask silently.

"N-No." She whispered and cried a little harder.

"......... Did it happen again?"

"Yes."

"I'm on my way." I hang up the phone and get out of bed. I through on a pair of basketball shorts and a t-shirt. Then, I slide on my Nike sandals and my jacket.

After grabbing my keys, I ran outside.

The autumn wind hit my legs and arms like hard. 

*** 10 minutes later ***

I got out of the car and walked around to the back. Tru was sitting there on the ground curled up. I walked up to her and sat next to her. 

"Hey." I whisper.

"Hey."

Her knees were to her chest and her arms were folded on the top of her knees with her face in them.

"Tru, lift your face up." I say.

She shakes her head. "Truce. Let me see."

Slowly, she lifts her head up.

Her cheekbone was cut, her eye was black, and then another cut was on her jaw.

"I know that's not all. Let me see." She had a few tears running down her face. She then showed me her wrist. 

It was purple and swollen. I shook my head and hugged her.

"I have to get away soon." 

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Soon enough, Tru comes in holding her wrists while her arms are across her stomach.

I raised my eyebrow at her. She shook her head and went upstairs and soon came in dick face.

"Go. No one wants you here." I seethe.

"If you weren't her best friend I'd blow your brains out." He seethed back.

"Out. Now."

"No. I'm not leaving until she's not mad at me." 

I sigh. "It's sad how little you know about her. She's not mad, she's disappointed. You lied to her. She hates liars." He stares off. And as he opens his mouth to speak I cut him off, "Keeping the truth from her is just the same as lying to her."

He stops. Tru comes down and picks up her phone. She looks at it. Looking at Dante, he stares at her.

Admiration, love, regret. They flow through his eyes.

She takes a glance up at him and she just shakes her head before walking away. He stands there.

"Why da' fuck you standin' there dumbass!? Go! Damn, are you stupid?" I role my eyes.

He looks at me before darting up there.

I race up there. 

When I get there, shes sitting on her bed, legs crossed, headphones in, music so loud I can hear it, staring at her phone and typing away.

I walk in silently. She doesn't notice me, thankfully.

I walk in front of her and get on my knees. She looks from her phone and to me. I put my forehead on her knees and close my eyes. 

Out of the corner of my eyes, I see her set her phone and headphones on the bed. She rests her hands on her upper thighs.

"Look, I'm so sorry. Okay? I thought that if I told you you would never talk to me again."

She runs her hand through my hair, "You thought correctly."

"Mmm. I know." She laughs lightly. "I suppose they told you about the whole king and queen thing?" I ask looking up at her?"

"Mmhmm." She doesn't make eye contact with me, but keeps running her hands through hair.

"I'm sorry." I wrap my arms around her legs and my head back on her thighs. "I promise to never lie to you again."

She stays silent, but keeps running her hands through my hair. "Okay."

I look up at her, and for the first time, she actually makes eye contact with me."Don't lie to me ever again." I smile at her. She bites her lip to keep from smiling.

"You wanna know the best thing about your body?" She raises her eyebrow and looks at me like I'm stupid. "Thick girls, make the most comfortable people."

She throws her head back and laughs. "Fuck you, asshole!" 

I chuckled before bending down and biting her thigh.

"Hey! That's not nice!"

"I'm not a very nice person." She rolls her eyes.

"Cliche much?" She asks. Before I can answer her phone goes off. She answers it.

"Y'ello?" She answers. "...... Mmhmm....... Yea....... Okay..... I'll be there..... Yea, bye Ron." She ends the call. "Off," patting my shoulder, "I got a meeting and 30 minutes." 

I stand up, "Meeting?" She nods before going to her closet. "With who? Why?"

"People that my boss want me to meet, and because... Yea I don't know." She laughs a little.

"Oh. Okay.... Can I come with?" 

"No. Private."

"Nothing's private from me."

"Oh shut it mister cocky." She says rolling here eyes.