Down Bitch *Plus size story*

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Jamal POV

"Okay, it's game day!" Coach came into the locker room.

They all started cheering. I didn't really care, it was nothing for me to be excited for. My hype man is gone and there is nothing I can do about. My mom never makes it to my games because of work. Nobody is here for me, everybody's parents are here and I am the only one who looks up in the stands and sees nobody. I would ask Joi but she would be hella uncomfortable around all these people. That would be asking for too much. Hopefully one day Brianna will bring her but I am not gonna pressure her to step out of her comfortability too much.

We walked out the locker room and the cheerleaders moved to the side and they were screaming out names.

"Let's go Jamal!" Parker yelled.

"She still pressed?" Josh walked up behind me.

"She is a cheerleader bro." I shrugged.

"She wanna be your personal cheerleader but Joi gone fuck her up." we laughed. "Brianna need to hurry the fuck up" he looked up in the crowd.

"Yeah..." I squinted to see in my eyes playing tricks on me.

She waved at me and I smiled and waved back.

"You look like you love her bro..." Josh laughed "just wait until y'all make it official and-"

"Don't even say nothing but it was amazing." His eyes damn near fell out his head and his jaw was on the ground.

"You hit bro?" He asked.

"Yeah..." I smiled.

"Okay!" He lifted me up.

"Aye put me the fuck down!" he laughed and put me down. "Damn nigga." I mumbled about fixing my jersey.

"I need to know when? Where? and how was it?" The referee blew the whistle and we all prepared for the jump ball.

I jumped up and caught the ball.

"Let's fucking go Jamal!" Joi yelled.

I passed it to Marvin, his handles go hard. This team isn't as bad as I thought they just didn't know what was the position for them and me and Joi helped coach realign them.

"You ass bro." The nigga that was guarding me said.

"Shut the fuck up." I caught the ball and passed it to Josh who started us off with a three.

"You not scoring on me nigga. You are soft. I can see it in your eyes." I looked at him and laughed.

GAME TIME!!!

Joi POV

It was the last quarter and they were up by twenty five. It was only four minutes on the clock.

"Let's go Jamal!" I yelled as he made a lay up, earning a few laughs and stares.

"Girl you are loud as hell." Brianna laughed.

"Shit I am doing what I need to do. You on the other hand, your man keep scanning the crowd for you. You should be here instead of on my phone. The one time I decided to come you wanna be sick." I shook my head and she shrugged. "You lucky I love you because I can't even record him as much as I want to. You drained my battery."

"Awe I love you too bitch." She smiled at me.

The referee blew the whistle. People started gasping. I love you and Jamal pushed the boy and I instantly put my phone down.

The boy pushed him and Jamal punched him and then I took off running to the court. The teams started fighting and I was only worried about mine.

I started punching and swinging on anyone in blue and black.

Harrington is our rivalry team and there is the boy on that team that starts a fight every time they are losing so they forfeit the game.
I saw Jamal fighting some boy and I just started trying to sleep his ass.
I fight boys and girls. I don't care if they hit me back. A fight is a fight when it comes to people I care about. All bets are off.

The school police started to break everybody.

"Don't touch him." I yelled us they tried to grab Jamal. "Don't touch me! Officer Peter Tell them don't fucking touch us I am so serious." He nodded and stood in front of us.

"Come on Robinson. We need y'all off the court." He led us off the court and Jamal sat on the bench and I went to get my phone.

"Hello." I huffed.

"Yeah what was all that fucking yelling what happen?" She furrowed her eyebrows in concern.

"They were fighting you know number thirty always starts shit when they lose like he is a bitch." I snapped and grabbed my bag.

I made my way back down the bleachers.

"Then bitch why you put me down to watch I wanted to see too."

"Bitch no they hit Jamal I wasn't watching I was fucking people up. Like don't touch him, he doesn't bother anybody. Don't fucking touch my man and that's on Periodt." I said getting riled up again. "Then the officers was picking up people and man handling them and you know how I am the only one I fuck with is-"

"Peter. That is my husband with his fine ass." She laughed. "I should've come, man. Was Josh fighting?" She asked and I sat on the bench next to Jamal.

"Who are you talking to?" Josh asked and I passed him the phone.

"You okay?" I asked seeing that he was quiet.

"He said my dad should've raised a better man. He laughed at my dad's death." He said and I sighed. "Like how did he even know about my dad."

"Their Coach teaches mind fucking tactics. They do research so they can throw you off. Shit like this always happens. They are so fucking weird when it comes to us. They start a fight every fucking time. I am sorry, baby. That is so fucked up." I hugged him and he pulled me onto his lap and put his face in my shoulder and cried. "Your dad raised you so perfect babe. You are so amazing and he is proud of you." I massage the back off his head.

"What happened?" Josh mouth.

"Talking about his dad," I sighed.

"Damn bro." He rubbed his back. "You don't deserve that bro, honestly." He sighed.

***

They ended up ending the game where it was and we took the win.
Right now me, Josh, Brianna are at Jamal house and he is still sad about the things that were said on the court. He won't tell me all that was said but I know it is deeper than what he is putting out.

"I should've come because I would have loved to see this bitch wreck shit." They laughed.

"She was finna start to swing on office Thomas." Joshua laughed. "She's talking about don't touch him!" He mock me.

"I can only imagine her over protective ass." Brianna laughed.

"Hey guys." Momma Ang walked into with groceries and Josh grabbed them out of her hand and sat them on the counter.

"Hey momma Angie!" I squealed as she squeezed me.

"Hey beautiful" she let go and she hugged everybody else.

"Mamá, can I ask you something?" She nodded and smiled at him "was dad rushing to my game when he crashed?" He smiled, it was his way of trying to make a hard topic comfortable.

"Um guys let 's leave them to talk." I suggested.

They nodded and we got up and went to the living room.