《Forbidden》02
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I'm not going to lie Day'Vyon hands were real lethal. I ain't never lost a fight a day in my life and technically I didn't loose this one. We were all equally fucked up.
I ate my food in silence while holding the ice pack that Miss.Dejah gave me to my head. Karon was still mad not eating nothing.
I ain't mean to jump him or nothing like that but when it come down to my brother I always feel like I got to make sure he good.I mean technically we ain't jump him cause I pushed Karon out of the way and starting fighting Day'Vyon. I saw Karon getting beat up so I helped him that's it and that's all.
" I don't know how many times Imma say this I'm really sorry y'all he been going through some things" I hummed.
" Why do you let him wear stuff like that he's a boy and he need to dress like one" My dad said to Miss.Dejah.
"He grown and I'm letting him express himself" She shrugged her shoulders sighing.
" I don't care how grown he is that shit is disgusting as hell and I don't want him showing up like that to our wedding he will not wear an dress he will wear a suit and tie like all the other men and boys"
Dejah sighed nodding her head. That's something I ain't like about her. She always listened to everything My dad told her whether it was right or wrong.
" Ight we out" Me and Karon stood up. " Thank you for the food though" We nodded at our dad and headed out.
We went out separate ways. I headed to the college that my fuck buddy go to. I parked my car and got out.
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I heard a familiar yelling so I adverted my attention to where the yelling was. It was Day'Vyon yelling at some ugly ass tall dude.
" Stop fucking playing with me bruh you blowing me. I'm already blowed and you finna make me even mo mad. You poppin yo gums and talking all that shit about me to yo ugly ass football friends and you a ke keing all in they face every time I walk past and they got sum shit to say. You childish as hell and you a pussy ass nigga." He yelled pounding his fist in the palm of his hand with each word.
Damn he got a bad ass temper. He just be cussing out everybody. I'm just going to sit here and watch cause I got a feeling whoever the dude is about to get beat up.
" Say Mane get da fuck outta my face" He must of been from Louisiana cause He got a deep accent. He pushed Day making him fall and jump right back up.
Day'Vyon punched him right in the jaw. From where I was I swear I heard a crack. " Damnnn" I said once I saw the dude fall on the floor but winced since my jaw was still hurting.
I hate when that adrenaline wear off after you get into fight. He socked me in my jaw hard as hell. The dude got up from the floor after a few seconds.
" That's a warning I could fuck you all da way up but imma leave it be but tell yo lil football friends keep my name out they mouth" Day'Vyon said making the Louisiana native nod aggressively while holding his jaw.
I was surprised he didn't hit back. Day'Vyon on a roll today he got me and who ever dude is holding our jaws today.
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I chuckled at my thoughts and walked over to where they was so I could go to my sneaky link dorm. Day'Vyon looked up and saw me looking at him. " Da fuck you looking at"
" Ain't nobody was looking at yo rainbow ass shut da fuck up bitch. I ain't ole dude I'll fuck you up" He scrunched his face up.
" Nigga I just fucked you and yo brother up you da one holding yo jaw not me I only got a few scratches bitch you look liked you got jump" He shook his head laughing.
I pulled up my pants. " Wassup than you want round two"
" Let's go then Ion back down from nun" The dude he just punched looked at me and shook his head before walking off.
" Day day stop trynna fight everybody all the damn time. You already got damn near half of the campus scared of yo ass" Some lady yelled from out of no where. If I ain't know better she looked like she worked here.
" Ms. Z he started with me first" She gave him a look. He pointed at me " Ouuu bitch you lucky you today but don't lemme catch you cause I'll pop you in yo shit"
" Pop who?" Before he could respond be was being dragged away from the lady. I mugged before walking to where I was supposed to be going.
I knocked on the dorm door. After a few minutes she answered wearing nothing but some Nike pro shorts and a tank top.
She gasped once she actually saw my face. I pushed her to the side and walked in. " What happened to yo face and why you look mad"
" I gotta inna fight with this one faggot ass bitch" She rose an eyebrow. " Do he go here" I shrugged my shoulder not really knowing the anwser to that.
" I feel like you talking bout Day'Vyon" She rolled her eyes and scrunched her face up in disgust as she said the name. " He always gotta problem with somebody he a lil hothead and he think nobody can't beat him"
Her face turned red and her fist balled up. " I fought him in 10th grade" I shrugged my shoulders. " Ion give a fuck who you fought I'm just trynna fuck"
Her face turned into a frown. " Take all that shit off"
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