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After Daunte dragged me into the house to stop me from punching everything I was sat on the couch and he stood up keeping a close eye on me to make sure I don't try to make the inside have the same damage.
"She's just a girl man. Don't sweat her. There's plenty more out there." I looked up at him and shook my head, he just didn't get it. I stood up and he moved toward me not sure what to do. I shoved him away from me and rolled my eyes.
"If Shonelle seen that and walked off saying she was done, would you be thinking that? Or would you be feeling the way I am right now?" When he didn't say anything and looked down I nodded.
"Exactly." I moved past him and slammed my fist into the wall then leaned against it to contain my anger. "I shouldn't have been here. I should have just thrown that guy out if here and been done with it. Kristen made things look so bad. I would have never hurt D, you know that right Daunte?" He left the room without a word and then came back with liquor in his hand.
"Yeah, I do bro. But its not me you have to convince. Its Danielle. I say drink away your shitty ass mood, crash and then start from scratch tomorrow." I felt like it was an amazing idea and had started slamming down shots when there was a knock at the door. Daunte went to the door and was shoved out of the way by a pissed looking Kai. I rolled my eyes and stood up wondering who pissed in his panties. Didn't take long because he started for a punch and I just barely caught it.
"Cheating on Dani huh? At least dump her if you need a piece of ass Penita." His voice was laced with venom and I pinched the bridge of my nose trying to stop my migraine from coming.
"Out of here Rains, you don't even know what the hell your talking about. So just take your pathetic ass home before I have to ruin my buzz and kick your ass home." When I looked up and saw him still standing there I arched my eyebrows.
"Listen, I have already fucked her up, me of all people know that more than anyone. But don't you dare hurt her. Don't you dare sit here and not care that she ran out of here crying. Your the dumbest piece of shit if you let her go. I promise you that. And if you do, I won't stand and let her get hurt again. I won't be as stupid." I cocked my head and put on my darkest smirk.
"What about that girlfriend of yours Kai? The little dark blonde named... Emily is it? Worry about her, not D." I went back to my shots and when I looked up I waved him off. "Get him out of here." Daunte grabbed him and another guy helped throw him out. He didn't put up any kind of fight and I smirked at the thought. The fucking prick just thought he worried me, he really didn't. I turned to my phone and texted Danielle asking her to call me when she could. I didn't expect a reply honestly. Just wanted her to know I tried.
After like an hour later, I must have passed out at the dining room table because I woke up on the couch and couldn't remember how I got there. I noticed movement in the far corner and shot up reaching for my knife. Kristin came into view and I relaxed a little.
"I'm sorry to have startled you, I just.. I wanted to tell you I'm sorry for what I did. I love you J. I love you so much and that goody goody bitch is never gonna know you or even get you like I do. No matter how she fits in on the surface. Not even-" I got up and she shut up fast. I crossed my arms and kept my voice cool and relaxed, with a hint of warning.
"Don't ever talk about Danielle like that again. You don't even know her yourself. You don't know her history and her story so back the fuck off." I headed into the kitchen to get something to drink then stopped. "And if your so sorry and want my forgiveness, then you can tell Danielle what really happened and then back off." She looked reluctant but nodded and hurried out the door. Once she was gone I laid back down and checked my phone. She hasn't responded, so I decided to call her. The first call I was sent straight to voicemail. So was the next two. I decided to call Chelsea and see if she was with her.
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Life of Hanging With the Thug
PertualanganLove. Hate. And a whole lot of drama. That surrounded J like a magnetic field. How did I the good girl get drug into the whole gang, fighting, and drug scene? Simple. I just couldn't resist telling Mr. Jason Penita off. We honestly hated each othe...