His protective love

Chapter 17

Tyara's POV:

"So you got another year?" I say over the phone. He sighs through the phone.

"I'm sorry sé." He responds.                                                                                                                               I'm sorry sister.

"Why?" I cry silently over the phone.

"I got into a fight," I hear him get cut off by yelling behind him.

"Ty, I love you don't forget that. I'm out of time, but I promise same time Sunday." He says and we both say bye. I hear a knock on my door and wipe my face. I see Antonio through the window
and I let him in. He gives me a hug as he comes in and sits down on the couch.

"Sorry for barging in like this, just wanted to talk to you." He says and I smile. I sit next to him and start playing with his hair.

"Don't be sorry. I'm home alone so I needed the company." I say and we both chuckle. "What's on your mind bebe?" I ask. He looks at me confused before responding.

"Are you okay amore?" He asks.

"Yeah, I'm fine. What's up?" I respond.

"I went and talked to that dude today."

"Who?" I question.

"Alex." My face drops.

"What, why?" I ask him.

"Because I had to set it straight. I didn't beat him up or anything, I just punched him and told him what's up." He says. No, no. The last time someone did that, they went to prison, I can't do that, not again.

"Antonio, why would you do that?" I ask again.

"I thought you would be happier. You were scared and I didn't want him to do anything more." He says. It's nice, really, but I can't have him get in trouble for me.

"Antonio, no-" I start but he cuts me off.

"Ty, it's okay, I didn't even do anything." He says. I get up and stand in front of him.

"Do you realize what this kid is capable of? Antonio, I can't let you get hurt, not like this." I tell him. He stands up in front of me and tries to grab my waist to hug me, but I push him off. "No, Antonio! Oh my God, I can't do this." I say and start pacing. My mind is filled with horrible thoughts of what could happen.

"Ma, it's okay, I promise you. Two hits isn't anything." He says and laughs lightly. I bring my hand up to my forehead and rub it.

"Yes, it is. Why would you even go over there without talking to me first?!" I yell. I know it seems like I'm mad, but I'm really just scared. And a little mad.

"Tyara, breathe. You literally woke up hyperventilating and threw up all because of this dude. I'm not, and I mean never, gonna let someone do that to you." He says. My eyes well up, not with tears of happiness or sadness, but anger and betrayal.

"I told you," I start. "I told you what he did to Toussaint. And what he can do to you." I cross my arms and turn my side to him. "Leave." I mumble under my breath.

"What?" He asks, angry.

"Leave! Now!" I turn to him and yell while motioning at the door. He scoffs and chuckles lightly.

"Are you fucking serious?!" He yells. Oh shit, he is angry. Like, really angry. I flinch as he steps closer to me but not close enough. "I told you I was never gon let anyone hurt you, right? And that goes for this little dickhead and his asshole friends." He yells