Chapter 3.

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I didn't even bother calling to get a ride for Nitta. I cross a few streets & went in a few trenches, & I made it home. I left around 4:30 from Brad's & arrived home at 5:15. Greeeat. I stormed in the house, with tears coming down my face, Nitta jumped up outta her seat & followed me around the house.

I stormed upstairs, slamming doors. 

"BITCH, fucking calm the fuck down !!" Nitta yelled banging the door.

"Shut the fuck up !!"

She body slammed the door a few times, & it broke down. She came to my bed, & sat down. Haterid in her eyes, & looking really pissed off, mostly because I disrupted her "show", fucking Boondocks.

"Well, me & Brad were at a party last night.. & it was a really good time."

"And ....."

I sighed. "We kinda went intense & went upstairs.."

"You didn't."

"Well we did, & he was my first ..." I said getting quiet.

"Dei, that is the WORST fucking mistake yo stupid ass can make ! He's the BIGGEST man whore you'll ever meet in your souped lifetime ! He'll literally fuck anything with a hole. He's not a virgin, he lost his virginty in the middle of 7th grade. He's been fucking bitches, since then. He's a junior now. & He's a.... Never mind."

"He WAS a virgin until last night ! It was his first time."

"THE DEVIL IS A FUCKING LIE."

"& How would you know soo much about him. You've never even liked him. Why do you care ?"

"Alright. Fine, don't believe me. Fuck him all you want. But if he ends up leaving you for some other ratchet bitch, don't come crying to me. I'm just looking out for you Dei."

"I understand that. I completely do. But, uuuuugh."

"Anyways, you never told me why you came home crying in tears."

"Well, I guess now hes getting physical. I gue-"

"That's nothing new."

"I GUESS, he's hitting girls..."

"Why, what'd he say."

"Well, we were kissing, & his nose started bleeding out of nowhere.."

She was quiet for a moment. "Keep going."

"& He said some bitch ass hoe hit him, & I got mad so I stormed off."

She looked at me, got up, & walked away. Not a look back or nothing. I sensed something was wrong. Obviously. 

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