"Get the fuck up nigga. Women beaters don't get no sleep round here."
Unlike when Gelo knocked him out, Melo got to wake up on his own. This time, as soon as he hit the ground Lonzo kicked him right in his side, making the younger boy tear up. The two were tag team jumping him.
LaMelo had no choice but to get up. It was either listen to them or get beat up. Lonzo noticed these tears and scoffed, shaking his head.
Dmo- Nah, don't cry now. You weren't crying when you was beating on my niece. You can finally pick on someone your own size.
He said, throwing another punch to Melo. By this point he wouldn't be able to play any games. Especially with the recently broken nose and now two black eyes.
Lonzo- That ain't nothing compared to what Dad's gonna do to you when he gets here.
Melo knew there was no point in fighting back because he'd just lose. It's two to one and both of them weigh more than him.
Melo- I put it on God I never hit her!!
He said, holding his arms up to protect his face from anymore damage.
Dmo- Ooh, you're going to hell for lying on the Lord's name like that.
If the situation wasn't serious, Lonzo would've laughed at that statement because of how Dmo sounded.
Melo- Call her right now, she'll tell you.
Both men scoffed, letting out similar laughs. They decided they'd beat up Melo enough to the point where he can't lie about anything.
Lonzo- Why? So she can lie to protect you? She's not mentally right, and you know it.
Dmo- Yeah, she got Stalker Syndrome. Her ass needs therapy, and you need counseling. Shit, maybe even a night in jail if you're lucky.
This time Zo couldn't help the laugh that came out. No way he called it Stalker Syndrome.
Lonzo- It's Stockholm Syndrome, dumbass.
His chuckle made Dmo laugh and Melo shakily laughed as well, playing along. However Dmo noticed Melo laughing and shoved him back.
Dmo- Shut up mayo monkey, ain't shit funny. I see why you get along with Dababy so well.
It took a couple seconds for the Dababy joke to register in Zo's head, but when it clicked, his mouth dropped wide open.
Lonzo- Bro you're foul.
In return, the older male shrugged his shoulders, not really caring.
Dmo- I'm just calling it like it is. Who're you befriending next Melo? Chris Brown? NBA Youngboy? All y'all should start a club called Woman Beaters R Us, or Smack A Bitch United.
a/n this was such a short chapter i'm sorryyy i promise i'll make it up to y'all tmrw i'm just tired :(
enjoy these from my pinterest in the meantime
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