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Dayvon Daquan Bennett
Chicago Illinois June 7th 2023 | 5:00pm
"Dayvon can you rub my feet please? They hurt from standing up all day at work" India whined as she put her feet in his lap
They were currently sitting on her couch watching the Color Purple for the 3rd time since it was one of her favorite movies, "I ain't rubbing yo nasty ass feet til you turn this fucking movie off, I'm tired of watching it"
Ever since the incident between India and her ex boyfriend, he's been spending the night due to her being afraid that he may come back and hurt her again.
India smacked her teeth,"You wasn't saying that when you was tryna suck on them the other night"
Von looked over at her shaking his head,"Aight cmon for I not wanna do it no more"
He began to massage her feet as he thought about how close they've gotten within the last past couple of days, he found himself enjoying spending time with her.
"Aye can I ask you sum?" Von asked continuing to rub her feet
India bit her lip,"Yeah, go ahead" She responded looking over at him intently
"Where that nigga stay at India? I know you told me not ta get involved but I ain't gon let him think it's cool ta put his hands on you" Von said sternly
India sighed,"Dayvon I'm not telling you, I don't want to cause anymore drama in my life"
He mugged,"What if I'm not here and he come back and do you sum way worst? Then what? I'd rather you just let me handle the shit before anything else happen ma" Von explained, he felt like she was protecting him and it was making him mad.
She rolled her eyes removing her feet from his lap,"I'm not telling you, I'm done talking about this"
He watched as she got up from the couch and walked inside of the bedroom.
Von reached over to the coffee table before grabbing the TV remote and turning it off, he got up from the couch walking towards India's room.
Once inside he seen her sprawled out across the bed while scrolling on her phone,"So you just gon run from the conversation instead of tryna find a solution to your problem?" He emphasized
India lifted her head up with a mug plastered on her face, "What do you mean by my problem? If all you came in here to do was start an argument then get out cause I'm not arguing with you"
He chuckled,"I ain't tryna argue with you shorty, I'm just tryna understand why you protecting a nigga that almost killed yo ass"
India sat up,"Dayvon get the fuck out foreal, you're being disrespectful"
Von stared at her in disbelief,"I'm being disrespectful for tryna help yo scary ass? Next time he come up in this bitch don't call my phone" He said before walking out of the room
