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"C'mere, Ri." I reached my arm out and snatched Yuri back by her arm
"Noooo, I just wanna go home."
"Why?" I asked, sitting down on the bed and sitting her on my lap, wrapping my arms
"Because, he's pissing me off. I do an event every comp and now that my dad cussed his dumb ass out, I'm not competing. I practiced and perfected my routine for so long and it's the best one, that just blew me. And now you acting like you don't wanna watch the movie." She huffed with tears in her eyes
"Yuri." I rubbed her waist, then wiped the tears from her eyes
"I get you upset, but Ian do shi' to you. You not mad about me not watching the movie, you trim over your coach and misdirecting yo' anger."
"But Sergio... I'm not misdirecting my anger because you see I'm irritated and upset about my competition and you don't wanna watch the movie." She said
"You is misdirecting it though. Listen, if you wasn't upset about the competition then you wouldn't have got as mad as you did with me fa not wanting to watch that, so you getting mad at me when you really mad at yo' coach." I explained
"Oh." She looked down at her hands, fidgeting with her fingers
"So do you wanna go to the movies still or you want me to take you home?"
"I wanna go to the movies, I'm sorry." She nodded, wiping her eyes
"Igh, come on. It's okay." I pushed her upwards so we both could get up. She stood up and I did the same
We was only supposed to be at my house for like 40 minutes so I could shower and get dressed because I had picked her up when I left practice, but her coach had her going through all types of emotions
She grabbed me by my wrist, leading me out of the room. "Hold on, hold on." I stopped her
"Hm?" She looked at me, stopping as she was about to walk us out of the room
"Ian een got my glock, my shoes in the closet, my keys on the dresser. You moving fast, lemme get right." I said, she let go of my wrist and I pulled up the blue Sp5der sweatpants I was wearing around my waist
"Hurry."
I walked into the walk-in closet and grabbed my Royal Blue Bapesta #5's. My gun was on the dresser, I had grabbed it with my keys, put on my shoes, and we left my apartment