~Marcus~
"FUCK!" I said, as I got the girl off Skyler. both skyler arms were up shot red as blood, and she was shaking.
"Don't fucking stop me!" the girl scream trying to get another kick at Sky, but I pulled her back.
"ROGER DON'T YO-" as I turned her around she suddenly shut up. Thank God. I thought.
I let go of her as she turned to get a better look at me. I gave her this mug ass look, as she stood there shaking. I cross my eyes at her as I turned back to Sky. she only looked at me in shock as I left her up. I went in the girls bathroom with her, not really giving a damn if I'm in there. I placed her by the sink.
"Are you alright?" I told her, not really knowing why the fuck I just helped her out. Usually I would have loved watching the next bitch fight. she nodded.
I grabbed a few paper towals, wetting them. I tried passing them over her face, but she just put her arms up in defense like I'm gonna hit her. I sighed, taking her arms down. she started shaking.
"I-I'm...sorry...f-for..a-annoying you..e-earlier...please...don't...hurt..me." I stared at her. the way she talks, looks, and even her name sounds like someone I used to bother. but naw it couldn't be her name was Skylark.
"I'm not gonna hurt you aight. just lower your hands. Please." I said trying to get her arms down.
"Pleeeeease." Why the fuck am I begging for? The only person I've ever done that to was my Mama.
She lower her hands down a bit. "Promise."
What is this? Elementary?
"Yes." she lower her hands giving me a fake ass smile, which pissed me off.
If your not giving me a real smile then don't do that fake shit by me.
"And stop smiling. I can tell its fake." she twisted her lips to the side nodding. I took the paper and started wiping her face.
"Mar-Marcus."
"What."
"Thank you for helping me but..." I gave her a look as she said but.
"But like if I'm ever getting hit like that again don't get in the way."
Who said I'm gonna help your ass again?
"Alright, Why tho?" she looked at me nervous. "Hold up, are you telling me this cause you are a slut like that bitch said or?"
"NO! I'm not a slut! and watch your language." she said, glaring up at me.
Did she really just said watch my language? what are you? an old lady?
"It's cause I don't want nobody getting hurt cause of me." she said looking up at me.
I furrow my brows, "you know you could have fought back."
"No I couldn't."
"Yes you could."
"No I couldn't."
"Yes you could. you have two hands use em."
"But-"
"I don't wanna here it. It ain't even my business. If you wanna get beat up go head, then go head. I ain't the one getting hurt."
She sigh gazing down. I don't give a shit. I finish wiping the rest of the blood off her face washing my hands.
"Thank you."
"Yeah, whatever."
She hopped of the counter, washing her face. She wiped off the the water on her face, throwing the paper away. She started walking off to the door.
"Where, you going?"
She hesitatingly looked my way, "cla-class."
I chuckled a bit. She's really trying to make me look like a woman beater. I straight face her.
"Nah, we skipping today I said walking towards her.
"I-I-"
"I-I nothing. Your skipping today."
"If you want to, go head. but I'm going to class." She said about to open the door, but I pushed it closed.
"If you go in class like that they gonna be asking questions. Since I was with you I'm gonna look like a women beater, do you want that?" she shook her head. "aight then. I'll bring you home." she nodded. "Good now get out the way." She did as told as I opened the door and waited for her to walk threw.
