Yolanda's pov
I wake up in a better mood compared to yesterday. I'm still worried sick about Bianca so I bought pie for breakfast to share it with her before school.
I knocked on her door a couple of times and her Aunt opened.
"Hey" I greeted.
"Good Morning" She answered back.
"I'm here to get Bianca" I said.
"She refuses to wake up, so she's not going. You can try your luck but be very careful she bites" She raised her eyebrows leading me to her room.
"Good luck" She whispered.
I gently opened her door.
"I said I don't wanna go to school aunty!" She growled.
"It's... Yolanda" I whispered.
She threw her covers off and walked to me.
She wore a t-shirt and her underwear. She had yellow thighs and a tattoo peaked from her upper left thigh.
She slapped me and pinned me on the wall.
"What the fuck Bianca?" I asked.
She punched my stomach and I pushed her onto her bed.
She kept pushing and grunting.
I pinned her on her bed.
"Hey stop!" I hissed.
"Everything okay in there?!" Aunt knocked.
"Yeah!" I lied catching my breath.
"Bianca!" I called and tears rolled on her eyes.
"Get off me" She snapped again.
"What is wrong with you, sup Mami?" I asked.
"You want me to tell you all my personal information again so you can go share It with the whole school?" She asked.
"What?!" I asked confused.
"They all know my past now, They know everything I told you... They know about my dad too Yolanda" More tears escaped her eyes.
"She said she hopes my dad is not being raped in prison" She scoffed as more tears fell.
"What was the point? What did you expect to gain from all of this though?" She asked anxiously.
"Me? I didn't do that. Why the fuck would I do that."
"Then how the fuck did they know?" She asked.
"I have no idea, I really don't know baby" I replied stepping off her.
"Out! School starts in the next 15 minutes!" She spoke walking to the door.
I know this is such a serious moment but she really looks sexy in her undies.
I walked to her and hugged her and she hugged me back.
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