Infinite.

Chapter Six: Marco's Ego.

"You got Knocked the FUCK out!!" Gucci yelled, breaking the silence after Kirk knocked Marco out.

"And that's why you don't fuck with black people..." Someone murmured.

"Dumbass, he is black.." Someone else said.

Kirk was sitting on the bleachers with angry eyes, so I walked over to him. I sat on his lap, and looked down at him as he met my gaze, and his eyes softened.

"Babe, it's fine. You did what you had to do. Thank you. For, er, standing up for me." I told him, smiling, making him blush as he noticed my dimples.

"Don't thank me, baby girl, no one deserves to be called that, especially my girl." He said.

Gucci walked over and dapped Kirk up. That stupid boy shit. I heard a 'ugh..' And I looked over to see Marco standing up.

I walked over to him, as he was standing up.

"Marco, I told you to leave me alone. I don't want you anymore. I'm happy.. With Kirk." I told him. I turned to walk away, but as I did so he grabbed my arm and pulled me back.

"Lemme go you, egotistic, narcissistic, inconsiderate bastard." I spat the last words out. The next thing that happened was crazy.

He wound up his hand. And slapped me. Like in the face.

"Don't talk to me like that ever again, bitch." He said as I held my hand to my face.

I saw Kirk running towards us, and I felt the white-knuckle-tight grip of Marco being removed from my arms.

My knees buckled beneath me, and I collapsed. I quickly got my shit together, and stood up. I looked over to see Kirk beating the living FUCK out of my ex boyfriend. Blood was pouring from Marco's face, and getting all over my baby.

"Kirk!! Just let him go, alright? Knock him out then drive him somewhere and leave his ass, alright? We needa gtfo." I told Kirk who looked at me with his hazel eyes, that were know an angry shade of russet brown.

"Alright babe. Whatever you say." He said, and I sensed the edge in his voice. He gave Marco one GOOD ass fucking lick, and he was out cold.

"Guch!" Kirk called, "take him behind Big Lots!" He said with a soft chuckle.

There was blood all over Kirk's shirt as he walked over to me. He must have noticed me looking, because he looked down and started to take it off.

What I saw mesmerized me. I saw a six pack, perfectly chiseled, into my baby's body. He was tatted up, but every tat, seemed to have meaningful bliss about it.

I was still looking when I heard an ear piercing shriek.

"KIRK!!! OMFG WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN BOY! I MISSED YOU! SO I GOT THOSE TESTS BACK, AND YOU NOT THE DADDY, AND YOU SAY IT'S CUZ YOU DIDN'T EVEN FUCK ME! HAHA, THAT'S FUNNY! I MEAN WE DIDN'T FUCK YET, WE WAS GONNA WHEN YOU RAN OUT THE BATHROOM! I THOUGT I LOCKED THAT MOTHERFUCKING DOOR!! YOU WERE YELLING THE CUTEST SHIT, 'GET YOU MOTHERFUCKING CRAZY ASS AWAY FROM ME, I DON'T WANT YOU!' HAHA, babe.."