Justin and I were so happy that we decided to take the next step in our relationship and move into a house together. So when Ryan wanted to throw a small house warming party for us, we couldn't refuse.
The door bell rang and Justin jumped up and down like a kid. "Chill my nigga." I joked, putting my earrings in.
"I'm sorry," Justin pouted. He went up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. "I'm just so happy we're living together. I love you."
"I love you too," I said. "Now let's go get the door so Ryan and the others don't get a heat stroke out there."
Justin nodded and we went downstairs to the front door. I opened it and we were greeted by Ryan, Za, Hailey, Kendall, Ariana, Frankie, Fredo, and that hoe Kylie.
"Hey!" They all said in unison.
"Come on in guys." Justin said, letting them in the house.
***
After an hour of snacking, laughing, and dancing we decided to play a game.
"Let's play Truth or Dare." Kendall said excitedly. We all agreed.
"Who's gonna start?" Frankie asked.
"I'll go first I guess." Justin said.
"Fredo, truth or dare."
"Truth." Fredo said.
"Chicken." Ariana joked. Fredo playfully hit her in the arm.
"What was your most embarrassing moment?" Justin asked.
"Definitely when I fell down the stairs when we were in Paris."
We all laughed.
"Y/N," Kylie said. "Truth or dare?"
Damn I can't stand her.
"Truth." I said. She smirked.
"Have you ever had sex with Justin?" She asked.
I sat there shocked. How dare this bitch ask me something like that. But I had to be cool and not come out of myself.
"No," I said calmly. "I'm waiting til marriage." I looked at Justin and he moved uncomfortably on the couch.
"That's funny," She said. "Considering I have."
I stood off of the couch. "Bitch what the fuck you just say?!"
"Kylie!" Kendall yelled at her.
"Oooo this is good." Za said, grabbing some popcorn.
"You heard me," She said. "I fucked Justin."
That's it.
"Bitch!" I yelled, grabbing the bottle of wine and throwing it at her. She moved out the way just in time.
Justin and Ryan tried to hold me back.
"You don't have nothing on me you monkey!" She yelled. Kendall hid her face with embarrassment.
"I'm gonna bet your ass you pale ass bitch!" I yelled, kicking. Justin and Ryan were too strong.
"What the fuck did you say?!" Za yelled at her. Hailey and Ariana stayed silent.
"Don't rile Y/N up!" Justin said to Za.
"Drag that bitch Y/N!" Fredo yelled.
I found a way to get out of their grasp and ran up and started wailing on Kylie's ass. She was screaming louder than a siren.
"Y/N STOP!" Justin yelled. He tried to stop me, but Za stopped him.
"Get up and fight you cracker ass hoe!" I yelled
Ryan picked me up, me kicking and screaming as I was getting farther away from her limp body on the ground.
"I'm soo sorry Y/N." Kenny said.
"You know I love you like a sister Kenny," I said to Kendall. She moved her hand away from her face to look up at me. "But you need to get your little sister out of here before I punch her in her mouth so hard that I pop those injections right out."
"Let's go Kylie." Kendall spat at her getting up and picking her up. "Again, I'm so sorry Justin and Y/N." And with that they left.
"That was great." Za said, smiling. I smiled weakly at everyone remaining in this house. I turned to Justin.
"I'm really disappointed." He said.
"What?!" I said. Everyone got quiet again.
"Why would you beat a seventeen year old girl like that?!"
Oh hell no.
"I WAS IN THE WRONG?!" I yelled.
"Uh oh." Hailey said.
"SHE CALLED ME A MONKEY JUSTIN! AND SHE BRAGGED ABOUT FUCKING YOU! HOW CAN YOU DEFEND HER?!"
"Violence solves nothing." He said.
"THIS IS JUST LIKE YOU DEFENDING THAT BITCH AFTER SHE CULTURE APPROPRIATED CORNROLLS AND BLAMED AMANDLA WHOS FUCKING SIXTEEN YEARS OLD!"
"Y/N..."
"When did you have sex with her?" I asked.
"What?!" Justin said, shocked.
"When did you sleep with Kylie?"
"It was way before we started dating, I promise." He said.
"I don't believe you," I said. I crossed my arms over my chest. "I also don't believe you are the one I fell in love with."
"Are you fucking kidding me?! How could you say that?!" He yelled.
"The Justin I knew would have defended me. Especially when it had something to do with racism." I said.
"Y/N, I--"
"Save it Justin," I said, interrupting him. "I'm packing my things."
"Y/N seriously?" Justin asked.
"I can't live with a person who let's someone say something out line and blames me in the end." I started to head upstairs. "Call me when you get your head on straight."
(A/N: I'm still salty over Justin defending Kylie over the whole cornroll instagram thing. If I would've been in this situation i would've gone Mayweather on that ass. Anyway more imagines are coming so get ready.)
