𝒙𝒗𝒊. sixteen

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☁︎︎ ✧˖* ━━ chapter sixteen!

❝ SHE COULD'VE DONE A LOT
WORSE TO YOU SO BE FUCKING
GRATEFUL. ❞





"GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!" reina spat, shoving dylan away harshly. she knew he was drunk, having reeked of alcohol, and his stammered steps as he regained his balance.

"oh c'mon, don't be like that rei-"

"it's reina to you, dickhead," she seethed. "how the hell did you even get in?"

"i have connections," he shrugged, a smug smile on his face. she so desperately wanted to punch it off.

he took a step closer to her, but she took a couple steps back. "no, don't come near me after the shit you pulled."

"oh for fucks sake i said i was sorry!" he yelled, some of the alcohol in his cup spilling since he was gesturing with his hands.

she scoffed. "don't fucking yell at me?!"

"i'll do whatever i want! look, i'm just trying to apologise and you're being a complete bitch about it-"

reina then slapped him as hard as she could, her frustration rising extremely high. his head forcefully turned to the side, almost giving him a whiplash. he stood there shocked, bringing a hand where a red mark was forming on his left side.

"stay away from me and my friends you asshole," she said lowly, her tone threatening.

dylan huffed out a laugh, shaking his head. without warning, he grabbed her shoulders, taking a step forward, making her stumble back at the sudden contact. "or what?"

since she was still wearing her sleeveless halter top, she felt his nails start to dig into her skin from how tight his hold was. she winced, letting out a small 'ouch!'.

"is that fetus freak going to save you?" he provoked, grinning as if it were the funniest thing in the world.

her anger took over, and all logical thinking was thrown out the window. she punched his jaw with as much strength as she could, forcing him to stumble back and fall to the floor. she wasn't able to knock him fully unconscious, but she counted it as a win when she saw slight blood from his mouth.

"fuck you." she shook her hand, looking at her knuckles which started to bruise and ache. she then looked at her shoulders, seeing small moon shaved crevices on her skin.

reina was breathing deeply, but rapidly at the same time. she looked at dylan who laid on the floor, weakly touching his lips and having small amounts of blood on his fingertips from doing so.

no way i just fucking did that.

"you're fucking crazy, you'll regret that," he muttered, groaning afterwards.

suddenly, a figure came up beside her. she looked up to see kayvon had approached her, looking between her and the groaning boy on the floor.

"yo, what the fuck is going on here rei?" he asked, noticing her bruised up knuckles and the boy's bloody mouth.

"he grabbed me and wouldn't leave me alone, so i punched him," she replied.

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