Never Stop Being You

Chapter Eight

|Chapter Eight|

- Devyn

I walked into my house as I heard the twins wailing. My head was already hurting like hell and my body was sore.

I walked into the kitchen to grab an apple. I chomped on it as I heard footsteps.

"Oh shit," I mumbled as I put my head down so that my parents wouldn't see my face.

"Devyn! You're home," my father spoke. He rubbed my back. "Sorry about earlier. Sometimes things just don't work out the way you want them too alright?" he said reassuringly.

I nodded as I kept my head down. He tried hard to lift my head up. "Devyn!" I looked up at him and he looked at my face in shock. He put his hand to his mouth.

"Who did this?" he asked through clenched teeth.

"I fell," I said trying to brush past him.

"This isn't from a damn fall Devyn!" He growled. "HAEVYN! COME LOOK AT YOUR DAUGHTER!"

I heard my mother's light foot steps coming up from the den. She walked into the kitchen and gasped at my face. "Devyn, hunny, who did this?" she asked walking towards me.

My dad's hand held me in place.

"I fell okay!"

"No the hell you didn't. Now tell us who did this!" My dad yelled. "Where the hell have you been? I know Jennifer couldn't have done this."

"It was Kyrie wasn't it?" My mom croaked.

"No! What the hell! He would never put his hands on me. It was his dumbass girlfriend who's just a hating whore okay!?" I raged.

"Who is Kyrie and how do you know about him?" My dad asked my mother while glaring at her.

"Kyrie is my friend and he's nobody that you need to worry about."

"So you're seeing this boy AND visiting him? He lives in the hood doesn't he!?" My dad asked me.

"Yes daddy but he's very sm-"

"I don't want to hear that foolishness. You are not to see any ghetto black boys while living in my house! Now up to your room with no dinner!" He exclaimed.

"What the hell," I mumbled as I ran upstairs.

I cried as I peeled my clothes off and hopped into a steaming hot shower. My thoughts clouded as I bathed my body. Life is just going downhill. Maybe daddy was right, maybe I didn't need to be hanging around Kyrie.

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- Yasmin

I groaned as I got out of bed. I can't believe that little prissy bitch had hands like that. I still got the better of her though.

I looked at my face in the mirror before washing it and taking a quick bird bath. Yesterday was Tuesday and I had to be ready for my fight tonight. I was fighting Taffy and I know for sure she'll give me a run for my money.

I decided to go to the walk-in clinic to get some quick pain relievers as well as a check up on my face and stomach. Devyn kicked me in both and I swear when I see that bitch today at school I'm going to beat her ass again.

She has another thing coming for her if she thinks she can get away with bruising my face up like this.

I huffed as I got dressed in a red body con dress and my red and black Jordan 12's. They reminded me of Kyrie because we had a matching pair. I really do miss him. Right now he'd be taking me to get breakfast and we'd walk into school together all hugged up. I miss the man but only for the benefits.