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Brina p.o.v
I was looking out the window just daydreaming when I heard a knock

Me; yeah Rodney I'm in the old music room

He didn't respond back

Me: uncle Rodney

I rolled my eyes and went back looking out the window

Khalil: funny you would be here

I ignored him

Khalil: you know ever since you came here yo ass been fucking shit up for me

I looked at him with annoyance on my face

Me: how just how

Khalil; you got Chris with a ain't shit ass girl then you think you run the choir now

Me: yo ass drunk ain't you

He was slurring his words

Khalil: pshh noo

Me: look Khalil I ain't god I ain't you I ain't messing shit up for you

Khalil; yeah you are and plus you think I would like you-

Me: save it I don't care nigga

I was about to turn around but he yanked me towards him

Khalil; I'm not done talking to you

Me: let me gooo

Khalil: or what ain't nobody here they can't save you

I kicked him in the balls and ran

Khalil: ouch fuck you

Me; you need serious help

I ran into my uncle

Rodney: what happened I heard you screaming

Me: it's Khalil he's trying to hurt me
End p.o.v

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