"Now what bitch!" Wee-Wee said while swinging right jabs to Sam's cheek. Wee-Wee was getting the best of Sam, but Sam wasnt going down that easy. Sam took both of her hands and dug them into Wee-Wees eyes till she fell off of her. Sam stood up while Wee-Wee was holding her eyes and proceed to kick her in the gut and stomach. "You nasty..ass...bitch...i.will...kill...you...for...what...you...put..me...through!" Sam shouted with every kick to Wee-Wees small frame. Wee-Wee rolled on the floor clutching her stomach. Something wasnt right and the all knew it. Sam had one last kick in mid stride going for the gut when she just stopped. "Nooo Sam what did you do?"her dad yelled. Dre and Big E looked at Wee-Wee lying on the floor in fetal position. They were left speechless. They room was so quite you vould hear the sand and dirt blowing around outside. "I didnt, i mean i didnt know..." Sam tried to get the words out bit her sentence fell short of the words she was trying to say. Big E felt like he should have stopped it along time ago but didnt. He felt in some way this was his fault. What the fuck just happened he thought to his self. His eyes cut across to Dee who ypu couldn't tell if he was in shock or pleasure with his sick facial. Big E wanted to do something, something really bad to take the instant horrible feeling away that he had. His lips clenched up tight, fist balled so hard he cluld hit throw a brick wall. You done fucked up already so what elsr do you have to lose. You have nothing now, he thought to his self again. All in or nothing, fuck it lets go..
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The Detour ✈
ChickLitAs Expected You May Think This Starts Off As Your Typical Story... Young African American Teenager From The Hood , Going Down The Wrong Path.... But What Will Have Your Jaws Dropped And Your Eyes Sitting Next To You, Is The "Detour" This Books Takes...
