Vigilante Fail

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Mariah p.o.v

"Hello?" some girl said.

"Who's this?"

"You called here , not the other way around. So who are you?" I know this bitch ain't just get smart with me.

"I'm Edward baby mama Mariah. He need to come see his one year old son. Now who are you hoe?!" I said loudly.

"Who the hell you calling a hoe?"

"You bitch! Don't let me catch you messing with my man." I yelled and hung up.

This trick got me fucked up. She better not still be there when I get over there. I went in my room, changed into basketball shorts,a tank, and my free funs,put my hair in a low ponytail, and got my bottle of baby oil. After I was geared up I grabbed my bag and keys and went to my car. I haven't used my beat a bitch arm in a while.

30 minutes later

I pulled up in the driveway. I didn't see Edward car so I assume the other one is the bitch truck. I put on my baby oil ,got out of my car, and went up to the door.

*Knock Knock*

"Just a minute" the girl said.

I stood at door, squared up ready for when she open it.

Then after a few minutes , she came out swinging. By this time I managed to get a few punches in but now this bitch got my on my stomach, punching my head and shoulders. I wish I knew this hoe hand hands , I would've brought my pocket knife.

Ten minutes later

My head, arms , and face hurt like a bitch. She got tired I guess and went back in the house. I'm glad nobody was recording that. I'm not tryna be on worldstar again. Just got off of probation for beating that bitch who work at Wal-Mart.

I got up , walked slowly to my car, and drove to the emergency room. I sat in the corner to lean my head against the wall and wait till the nurse calls my name. I must say ol' girl got me. I'm gonna take that L like a G. Never underestimate anybody.

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