“What the fuck was that just now!” Dream shouted in a paroxysm of rage. She stood frozen, waiting for Nikki to turn back around and explain why in the hell she was skinning and grinning all up in another stud’s face like that. Seeing how she was being ignored, Dream shouted her name again.
“Nikki!” she yelled as she stormed after her. The second she caught up with her she grabbed her by the arm. “I know you fuckin’ hear me talkin’ to you! Bitch, is you suddenly deaf or somethin’?”
Nikki yanked her arm back and eyed Dream incredulously. “Get your fucking hand off of me.” Her lips upturned and her nose flared. “It smells like that nasty hooker you were just in there with!”
Everything Nikki was saying went through one ear and out the other as Dream’s eyes skated over the skintight dress she wore. She looked her up and down and immediately thought the worse.
“Oh so you fuckin’ that bitch behind my back?” Dream exploded. She began looking around the parking lot, wondering how many more bitches she was going to have to make an example out of. “I can’t believe you fuckin’ that bitch! I knew I shouldn’t have trusted your ass.”
Nikki continued to the car as if Dream was invisible and if their conversation was irrelevant. She opened the passenger door but before she could get the other leg inside the car, Dream charged like a maniacal bull and yanked her out of the car by both legs in one swift move. “What the fuck are you doing to her, Dream?” Jazz yelled. “Get off of her! Oh my god. Nikki!”
Nikki’s back and elbows hit the pavement so hard she howled at the top of her lungs. She kicked and put up a fight but was no competition for Dream who flung her around like a ragdoll. She dragged Nikki to the middle of the parking lot for everyone outside to see.
“Please stop, Dream!” Nikki cried to no avail. “You’re hurting me!” “Dream, get the fuck off of her!” Jazz hollered as she hopped out of the car.
The Hennessey and Coke gave Dream the courage and the physical strength to handle Nikki the way she deserved to be handled. Especially after pulling a stunt like the one she had just pulled. She would learn to never disrespect Dream again. She placed her legs on either side of Nikki and sat on her.
“After all the shit I do for you and you fuckin’ with that bitch? Huh! You playing me, baby?” Dream hollered in exasperated breaths as her grip grew tighter around Nikki’s throat. Nikki gagged, unable to answer Dream. She slapped at her hands and pulled at her clothes, struggling for air.
“Please stop. Oh my god, somebody help!” Jazz screamed and cried simultaneously. “She’s trying to kill her!”
Dream was in another world. All kind of thoughts danced in her head, convincing her that Cheryl and Nikki had been sleeping together this entire time. They were trying to make her look like a damn fool. All she saw was red, causing her to sink her nails deeply into Nikki’s skin.
“Bitch, I will kill you! You understand me? I will fuckin’ lay your ass out if you ever disrespect me like that again!”
“Aghhcckkk!” Nikki gagged. Tears streamed down the sides of her face.
Dream wasn’t fazed by the tears one bit. She was livid and absorbed in her own madness to give one solid fuck. Jazz ran up from behind and began pulling at Dream’s clothes. When that didn’t get her off of Nikki, she began pummeling her back like an angry woman.
Dream turned around and backhanded Jazz, causing her to stumble backwards and fall. “This between me and Nikki, Jazz. So stay out of our shit!”
“You’re crazy!” Jazz yelled, oblivious to all the blood spewing from her nose and onto her dress. “I’m calling the police!” She got up from the ground and ran back to her car.
When Dream turned back around Nikki practically tried to gouge her eyes out.
“Awwww!” Dream shrieked. She couldn’t see a thing but she didn’t have to because she had Nikki positioned perfectly between her legs. She raised her body slightly and drove her right knee forward, directly into Nikki’s gut.
An inaudible bellow escaped Nikki. “Awwww!” She was experiencing Dream’s uncontrollable temper, her wrath, her love, her jealously, and a manic episode caused by her bipolar disorder, all in one. The thought of Nikki being with another woman saddened Dream, but what infuriated her to a great degree was finding out that it was Cheryl―her archenemy.
Unending tears continued to skate down the sides of Nikki’s face but her pain couldn’t have been greater than what Dream was feeling. This felt more like a knife in her back because Nikki knew she couldn’t stand that bitch.
Nikki tried to wiggle her way from under Dream’s knee but was unsuccessful with every attempt. It was Dream who had the upper hand. Even when Nikki went into another choking fit, not once did Dream let up.
“Say get the fuck up off of her!” someone yelled. All of a sudden, before Dream realized what was happening, a gang of D Bois rushed her. She fell to the left side of Nikki as her longtime rivals, stomped her out. She was able to land a few punches but that only angered her attackers, sending another hail of angry kicks across her face and into her body. She tried to protect her head but someone had pinned her arms down. It went on for what felt like hours, but in actuality was only two minutes. The last thing Dream remembered hearing someone say was, “We fucked that bitch up, Cheryl!” Then everything went completely black.
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