My Best Friend's Boyfriend

Chapter 25

*Kendrick's Pov*

I went over Lisa's house last night to tell her that I'm done with her. I remember us arguing and the next thing I knew I woke up on her couch with a headache. She is laying on top of me knocked out sleep. Somehow my shirt ended up on the floor, so I moved her off of me and ran out of he house as fast as I could. I was looking for my phone to call Emory, but then I realized that I left it at home. I got in my car and looked in the mirror. A purple bruised was stretched out onto my forehead. I was angry, but I didn't have time to get mad I needed to see my fiancé so I can make things right between us again. I pulled up to the house and shook my head. She's supposed to be happy, this is her last year in high school and she has a baby on the way, her best friend is a crazy backstabber and her parents are dead. Nothing is going right for Emory, but I am going to be a man and actually be the glue to fix her broken heart. Even though, I am the cause for most of her pain I'm going to accept whatever she wants me to suffer through. I walked in the house and went upstairs to find Emory on the floor. She was sleeping so I lifted her up and put her in the bed. She woke up and stared at me then, slid her phone to me. "I hope that whatever y'all did was good because you aren't seeing her anymore." She said in her sleepy voice. "We didn't do anything." She sat up in the bed and rolled her eyes. "Wait. What is that on your forehead?" She said. "Lisa knocked me over my head with-" she jumped out of bed and put on her tennis shoes and got my metal baseball bat out of the closet, she grabbed her brass knuckles and her belt. I was trying to pull her back but, she jerked away from me. She ran downstairs and found my keys and got in the car. I heard her speed off and I sat on my bed worried. I couldn't allow her to do this. I got up and went to the garage to see what I could drive. I saw my old pickup truck that my dad gave me and jumped in. The keys were already in there so I drove as fast as I could to Lisa's house. I pulled up the same time as Emory. She went up to the door and started banging on it with the bat. Lisa came to the door with a robe on and Emory snatched her out of the door way and pulled her by her hair all the way to her front lawn. "DIDNT I TELL YOU NOT TO MESS WITH MY MAN?" Emory said as she punched her in the face. Lisa slipped from under her and got on top of Emory snatching the bat from her grip. "DIDNT I TELL YOU NOT TO MESS WITH ME?!" Lisa hit Emory in the face with the bat. Emory grabbed the bat back from Lisa and gave her an old-fashioned beat down. I had seen enough. I got in between them. "EMORY ARE YOU STUPID?! WHY ARE YOU FIGHTING HER? YOU ARE GONNA KILL MY BABY!" I yelled. "Oh so you pregnant by my man?" Lisa said. Emory looked at her with a deadly stare. "I should have hit you in the stomach!" She said and unleashed the devil out of Emory. She pushed me down and started on Lisa again. I called the police and they were there within three minutes. "What's the problem here?" The officer asked. "This lady tried to assault my pregnant fiancée, she said that she should have hit her in her stomach." I said. "Is this true ma'am?" He said looking at Lisa. "Yes but she came over to my house first. Beating me in my front yard." She said. "Where are your witnesses?" She looked at me and turned my head. "You are under arrest for the assault of a pregnant woman, posing a threat to a unborn child and public disorderly conduct anything you do or say will be held against you in the court of law." The officer said as he put her in handcuffs and then in the back of the car. She looked at us one final time and mouthed, "This isn't over, you won't see the last of me."