DC | S2; EP5

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EPISODE FIVE

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EPISODE FIVE.
𝟐 M𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐇𝐒 𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐑.

Ja along with his friends, airport security, and tons of other people held onto Sunjai hands as they tried prying them off the other girl's hair.

Sunjai felt her acrylic snap off her finger, causing an immediate sensation of pain. But she didn't care as she continued to hit the lady on top of her head.

And the more they tried pulling her off the tighter her grip on the lady stayed. "Sunjai, mane,"

"Yo," One of the girls friends shook her head as she tried getting her from Sunjai's deathly grip.

It started when the girl stepped on Sunjai's foot by accident and Sunjai tried to check the girl for it. When she refused to apologize, Sunjai flat out just swung on her-not caring about anyones no fly list.

It was part pregnancy hormones and partly because she was already annoyed because they spent the last week in LA and Ja was barely around, in his eyes he was running around getting things prepped for their anniversary, in her eyes he was leaving her at any chance he got.

Ja finally was able to pull Sunjai off of the girl and before he could even really say anything the airport security took her from Ja and pushed her against the wall to be cuffed.

"Is allat necessary. She ain't mean it." Ja tried to reason, standing behind the security.

Sunjai yelled right over him though, "The fuck offa me! Y'all ain't see the big ass bitch hit me first?"

They only pressed her against the wall more as the tightened the cuffs on her, Ja shook his head, "Oh my god." He kissed his teeth, he glanced over and looked right into the camera of someone who had just pulled out their phone to record.

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