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"BRO, I'M DEAD." Sunjai laughed lowly as she stood behind Harlym as she helped her fix her hair a little, "I was tryna help you but her grip was hella tight." She went to stand in front of the girl.
Harlym reached in her car for her scarf, "It don't even matter, they all weird." She muttered. "She was hitting my head hard as hell."
"Banging on that thang like a drum. . ." Sunjai couldn't help but laugh. "I should start coming out my crib more often this shit too funny."
Finally Jalen came out of the house, holding Harlym's purse in his hand.
He was talking to Kevin who was actually really upset. He felt bad because Kysre kept saying she didn't want to do anything, he convinced her to have a kickback and this was the result. Kysre also told him how she felt like Harlym didn't like her and he brushed it off, he felt like the worst boyfriend ever.
Jalen finally got to the car, he handed Harlym her purse, "You ready to go?"
Harlym snatched her purse from him and got in the car, waving bye to Sunjai before slamming the door. Jalen got into the drivers seat and right before he drove off Harlym crawled to the backseat, not wanting to sit next to him, she wanted it to be known that she was upset with him.
Jalen didn't pay her any mind, he just put the car in drive and sped down the street.
They were halfway to her house when she finally said something, "You really let her put her hands on me."
"You shouldn't have opened your mouth about her." He leaned back, keeping one hand on the wheel as he looked at her though his mirror. "She gave you too many chances in my opinion."
Harlym scoffed, "Okay Jalen."
"Yeah, aight Harlym." He looked away from her and looked back at the road. "You was walking round wit' an attitude all night, you was making slick comments 'bout her since day one, and then you came to her party making dumbass remarks. You really thought you wasn't finna get hit? I know you ain't slow."
"Why are you still talking to me?"
Jalen sighed and went quiet, when they got to her house he stopped right in front of her driveway and unlocked the doors. "Bye."
Harlym stared at the back of his head, she was hurt when he didn't even make a move to look at her. "You really not comin' in?"
He looked at the steering wheel, "I'm goin' home."
She waited another second before getting out of the car, she closed the door and like always he waited for her to go inside before speeding away.
Harlym watched from the window as he drove away, she sniffed a few times before sitting on her couch. She dropped her face into her hands before crying, not only did she get beat up but Jalen was mad at her. She didn't think he would be so upset and it wasn't until he expressed how upset he was that she realized she was in the wrong.
