Oppressor (Jacob Latimore story)

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Amir p.o.v
Bruh..

Dia: what's wrong with you

Me: tired of this job

Yeah we work at burger king

Dia: then quit

Me: you know damn well i can't

Dia: yeah okay

She went back to the register

Me: (flipping patties) Alessia

Alessia: huh

Me: you good

Alessia: just thinking that's all

Me: iight

People kept giving her looks like damn y'all never saw a white girl in the hood before

Alessia: so do y'all know what's going on with Jacob

Dia didnt answer her 

Alessia: hello?

Me: oh that nigga cool 

Alessia: thats not what i asked

Me: well I aint telling you

I went back to flipping patties and she sighed

Dia: (rolls eyes) Yara is basically messing with him

Me: it aint messin..she bullyin that nigga

Alessia face lit up

Alessia: Yara!!but she soo innocent and pure-

Me and Dia  busted out laughing

Dia: ooh girl you gotta get to know her more

Alessia: maybe..

Me: if I was you i would ask her or Jacob about it
End p.o.v

Alessia p.o.v
Finally at home..eating dinner with the fam

Mr. Latimore: how was work

Me: it was tiring  (messing with rice)

Pastor Latimore: where is my nephew

Mrs Latimore: (gets up) I just called that boy down 5 minutes ago

She went to the stairs again

Mr Latimore: he soo damn stubborn

I rolled my eyes and looked at pastor Latimore

Pastor Latimore: (twirling wine cup) what do you mean

Me: I think dad is sayin that because Jacob is getting bullied

They came back and sat at the table

Jacob: Jacob is what (confused)

Me: you tell him

Mrs Latimore: you know you never told us if your bully was a guy or girl

Jacob looks down at his food

Pastor Latimore: Well tell us!!

Jacob: *mumbles* it's a g girl

Mr Latimore: did you just say a girl is-

Jacob: yeah but y'all told me not to hit fucking females-

Me: guess this..Yara is his bully

Them: yara..Yara from church?!

Me: mhm

Pastor Latimore: I might have to talk to her and her sister then

Mrs Latimore: it was always something about that girl

Mr Latimore: she a sneaky little trick..ill tell you that

Pastor Latimore: woah there..that trick been through alot when she was younger soo chill

Me: maybe she like you

Jacob: I asked her that and she told me and I quote I dont like you I just love seeing you hurt and being tortured..

The fuck is wrong with that girl

Me: b but she's been nice to us (pointing at everyone else)

Jacob got up

Jacob: I really don't give a fuck and neither should y'all. Imma handle it

He walked off

Mr Latimore: I'll be back

Pastor Latimore: same here

They went to go talk to him

Mrs Latimore: i..we..you..I-

Me: don't stress about it
End p.o.v