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"That cannot happen again." Sunny spoke breaking the silence between us. We must have been sitting in my car for a solid five minutes without saying a word to each other.
"Why?" I said I not bothering to look at her. I kept my eyes...
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"I did not know you had all of that in you." Dallas said in a bleak tone as she poured herself another glass of wine.
I have sat across her watching her drink all morning. This will make it her sixth glass of wine. Dallas's drinking ability is really profound.
Hayley however was the smoker. She light up her third joint, took a few hits. Her large fro I love so much was gone. She now had them in braids.
She handed the joint to me and I took another hit. This has been the most I have ever smoked and drink in my entire life. It was a good way to cope after last night.
Hayley and Dallas was at my doorstep first thing in the morning to check on me and see if I was okay. I really appreciated them. Although the talk I had with my dad calmed me down a bit I was still mortified by the whole ordeal.
Thankfully I had them because Dana never came home last night. I sent her several text messages telling her I needed to talk to her but they all went unanswered. It sucks that I can't talk to my best friend about one of the most traumatic nights of my life. I really needed her and she is nowhere to be found.
"All everyone can talk about is how you were able to land so many punches to her face." Hayley said with a grin.
I bite into my slice of pizza and rolled my eyes. My phone was flooded with notifications from people I barely know trying to get info on what happened.
"It took two football players to break it up. I thought you were going to kill her." Dallas looked at me proudly. "She called her a nigger. If that were me it would have taken a swat team to get me off of her." Hayley said resting her head on Dallas's shoulder.
"I could never stand that bitch. If you didn't fight her I would have." Dallas said angrily. "I just can't believe she called you that. I'm so disgusted. My step mom is black. My little brothers are black. Her using that word made me sick to my stomach." Dallas shook her head.
I had no clue Dallas was raised by a black woman but to be honest, I'm not a bit surprised. Although Dallas has blonde hair and has that all American girl-next-door look, there is something urban about her.
Hayley wrapped her arms around Dallas giving her a hug. We have all been emotional on and off all morning.
I stood up and walked to the kitchen. I grabbed three water bottles and a bottle of ranch from the fridge. I noticed that I was dwindling down on a lot of things so I made a mental note to go grocery shopping a little later.
When I was younger, I used to hate ranch. Now that my taste buds have developed I can literally eat it with anything.
"She can't get away with what she said to you. I think we should go to the dean." Hayley shouted. "No, I don't want this to become bigger than it already is." I said shaking my head.
