Struggle

Chapter 2

~~~~~~~THE NEXT DAY~~~~~~

Kayla's P.O.V

I woke up the next morning incredibly sore. Donovan is a mother fucking animal. After yesterday he just left. I didn't really care that I was at home by myself. As long as I was by myself I didn't care.

I went to the bathroom took a shower and brushed my teeth. After I came out I went to my closet, put on some jeans, tan timberlands, and a white off the shoulder shirt. I put my hair in a neat slicked back bun. I went to downstairs to make those bitches some food, so I won't get punished.

I made them eggs, honey covered bacon, grits, biscuits, sausage, and coffee. After I was done I left because I knew I wouldn't be able to eat since they think I'm fat. I really do believe it myself too.

I start walking to school which is 20 minutes away.  

~~~~~~SKIP WALK~~~~~~

I walked into and start getting into my "school mode" as I call it. It's where I ignore anyone and if someone wants to talk to me I just simply ignore them and keep walking.

As I'm walking I see people giving me disgusted looks because I'm not "dressed" like them. See, everyone here dresses in booty shorts, skirts that look like panties, Jordan's, and caked up faces in makeup. Everything must be designer for them. The brand has to be a bomb ass brand that is not affordable. Only a few people here don't wear booty shorts and skirts that look like panties. Only some don't have their face caked up in Crayola makeup. But just because I'm different makes them not like me.

I don't wear make up. I don't have designer things because I am just saving up and don't think to wear designer shit all the time, I don't wear nasty ass shit up my ass unless I go out which is never. Even if I did have money I don't think I would because that's not me. I wouldn't like to wear designer things all the time. Yes, sometimes, but not all the time. Maybe when I go out or some type of shit.

Once I am at my locker I get all the stupid shit I need for school and walk to 1st period. While I am walking I don't fully get there because I hear the click-clack of heals coming towards me. I know that it is either Tasha or De'Lylah and Lyah.

"Ey bitch!" I heard Lyah screech from across the hall.

I sigh and then around to face them. "What do you want?"

Lyah shrugged and said "We just wanted to say thank you for the breakfast this morning, maid. It was the shit. I would give you more compliments, but there isn't really anything to comment on."

I rolled my eyes and replied "Well maybe if you, Raychél, and your sister didn't fucking deprive me of doing shit then maybe I wouldn't look like shit."

De'Lylah stepped in the middle of us. "Well maybe if your dumbass father didn't stay thinking and mourning of your stupid ass dead mother while married to my mother than you wouldn't be treated like this."

By this point I was just mad. Seeing as I was already in my "school-mode" and was just naturally pissed I just wanted to slap the shit outta her and her damn sister. Then the fact that she brought up my parents made me want to cry.

"Oh. And the fact that you are ugly and here on this earth lets us deprive you of shit." She added.

I know we had already caught the attention on everyone in the hallway, so if I decided to jump her everybody would snitch on me since I'm me.

"Leave my father and mother out of this damn conversation. They don't deserve to be talked about from your dirty ass mouth. Since you wanna go around sucking different niggas dick and shit. Actually, don't both of you share the same niggas? Wow. I guess you really are sisters. So does Lyah take the balls and you suck the dick? Wow. Interesting." I said.

De'Lylah fueled with anger while Lyah tried to come at me, but De'Lylah and her bitches held her back and tried to calm her down. After Lyah was calm De'Lylah came up to me and whispered in my ear "Wait till we get home. You think Donovan made you sore," She chuckled, "We're going to make sure you can't even fuckin' walk." They all walked away with all the people in the hall looking at me.

"The fuck y'all looking at? I ain't got nothing y'all fucking want!" I yelled.

"You know that right!" Some nigga yelled.

I rolled my eyes and went to first period.

De'Vonte P.O.V

"You know that right!" Taylor yelled.

"Really nigga?" I asked him.

"What? She was telling the truth. Ain't nobody want what the hell she got." He said.

I chuckled and shook my head at him. "Nigga you cold for that. But damn why er' body gotta be so rude to her. Like damn. Just cause she different don't mean shit."

"Nigga that's the problem. You a rich nigga with a kind heart. Always tryna say something nice." He said.

"I ain't say no type of nice shit nigga."

"Oh really? Your words were the definition of nice." He said.

"Whatever nigga. Come on let's go to first period." I said.

He nodded and we started walking to Math. Before we could even get there I heard Tasha ratchet ass making her way up to me. That thot always tryna to hit up a yellow nigga. She don't get it when I say no means no. I don't want her loose ass pussy. I'm just waiting for the right girl to come to get tied down with.

"Hey baby." She tried to say sexily.

"Ma, get the fuck away from me. I don't want none of you. We discuss this all the damn time when you try to hit at a nigga. I always say no. Don't I?" I said.

"Yes, but I still want some of yo' sexy ass." She replied.

I pushed her out of my way and said,  "Mayne, I ain't got time for yo' ass," and dis sand started to walk, "Go find some other nigga to rape!"

Taylor chuckled and I started laughing to.

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A/N: Ok! So here is Chapter 2! At the top is De'Lylah and Lyah played by Logan Browning. Ok thnx for reading!!!!

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