Jayla Walton imagines <3 🙌

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Yns pov

I just got into a fight with some whore at a party. I knew Jayla was mad at me for it. She grabbed my wrist (not tightly) and dragged me out of the house and into the passenger seat of her car. She then got into the driver seat, slammed the door and drove to her house. Once we got there she pulled me out of the car and dragged me to the bathroom.

She grabbed two stools and placed them down by the sink.

Jayla: sit now

You could tell she was mad. You could hear it in her voice.

Yn: k jeez sorry mom

I mumbled rolling my eyes
As Jayla grabbed her first aid kit and placed it on the counter next to me and sat down

Jayla: hey it's not my fault you got into another goddamn fight. And I don't care if I'm acting like ur god damn mother. I can't have you getting into fights for no fucking reason.

She said grabbing a cotton pad and some rubbing alcohol

Yn: so ur aloud to get into fights but every time I try and stick up for you I get fucking lectured?!

She then put down the stuff in her hands and looked up at me

Jayla: why?

Yn: some fucking fake ass bitches were talking shit about you. Do you expect me to just sit there and listen to them?

Jayla: no but I don't need you getting hurt for me.

She then proceeded to wipe the blood off of my face

She calmed down a bit after I told her that I was sticking up for her

We then sat there in silence for a bit while she continued whipping my face

Jayla then broke the silence

Jayla: but why were you sticking up for me? You know I don't care what people say about me.

Yn: yeah but I do and I love you so I wasn't just gonna sit there and let them keep talking

Jayla then smiled as she put the kit away.

Jayla: thank you

She said placing a kiss on my lips and then my forehead pulling me into a hug

An
Tiny little chapter. I got a cold and I feel like shit. 🫥
Anyways see ya mommy wommys