Part 64

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Sevyn POV

Los Angeles, California
October 22nd
Tuesday, 6:58 a.m.

I was putting on my blush when I heard the door buzzing. I finished blending it and went to the door and buzzed Dayvon up and waited for him at the door.

He came up and as soon as he got close to me he grabbed my neck playfully with both of his hands.

"Yo. You be wantin me ta get fucked up." He said shaking my neck and I pushed him off me.

"I do not. Stop saying that." I said pushing the door closed and locking it.

"Why yeen text me when that nigga said that im not stayin the whole day. Imma get inna muhfuckin fight. Have yo grandma pick you up early." He said following behind me to my room.

"No. I am not getting picked up early. Why?" I said sitting back down at my vanity.

"Because imma have to leave early. And I wanted ta spend the day wit you." He said.

"Dayvon no. Just...and hear me out. Don't fight?" I said tilting my head and he sucked his teeth.

"Imagine me being pussy? Neva." I said.

"Not fighting doesn't mean you're a punk Dayvon. It means you're mature." I said.

"Mature my ass. You wasn't mature when you was just beatin Asian ass." He said laughing.

"That is completely different. She wanted to fight me. And she came to my job." I said.

"Okay and that nigga said he wanted ta fight me FIRST. And he is in my place of work. School." He said and I rolled my eyes.

"Ridiculous. I don't think you should fight Dayvon. I don't want you to fight." I said looking at him.

"No ma. You can't use that against me. That stop me sometimes and I know whatchu be doin." He said making me laugh.

When i finished my music I went to my full length mirror and put on my jewelry.

"And yo pretty ass." He said making me laugh. And he stood up and I noticed his outfit.

He had on a black short sleeve shirt. And some all black jeans with rips at the knees. And the black Jordan 4's and a black beenie.

"Why do you have on all black?" I said looking him up and down.

"You got on all black too. Just think of it as we matchin." He said wrapping his arm around my neck and I rolled my eyes looking at him.

"Why do you have on all black Dayvon?" I asked again.

"Ma im fightin today. I already told yo ass that. Tryna make me repeat it and feel bad." He said put his chin on my shoulder and I sighed and pushed him off.

"You do not need to fight Dayvon." I said turning around to face him.

"But im going to. It's about my respect ma. I aint goin fa that just like I told yo ass yesterday. I ain't change my mind." He said and I just looked in his eyes.

"Gimme kiss." He said poking out his lips and I kissed him and he kissed me again. And he wrapped his arms around me and reached his hands down and held my butt from under and he kissed me harder.

"You so pretty." He said looking at me and I smiled.

You see how he tricks me into being nice to him again. Sick.

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