18 year old Kyrie had the perfect life of a teenager so she thought; that was until one bad choice rendered a domino effect of bad choices when the person she trusted the most outside of family betrayed her in the worst way. Read to find out what ha...
I put the address in my GPS while at the stop sign. I couldn't believe what my sister Kyrie had just told me. I was really at loss for words.
I drove the pretty long distance to this bitch made nigga house.
I parked my car some houses away because I didn't want him to see me.
I walked up to the door, and knocked. I waited for about two minutes before I heard the knob on the door turn.
The person behind the door answered, and it was the very exact person I was looking for.
Damien.
The look on his face was priceless when he realized who I was.
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This was me though in all honesty.
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This wasn't really why I came but if it happened it just happened.
"Can I-I- helped you?" He said nervously.
"Yeah you can actually by inviting me in." I said.
"Oh, okay. Come in." He said as he moved off to the side letting me in.
I walked in and made myself comfortable. I sat on the couch and I encouraged him to sit as well.
"So, umm whaaaaat is it that you wanna talk about?" He said.
Before I knew, I punched him in his shit.
"Don't play with me bitch ass boy." You know exactly the reason why I'm here." I said.
"I don't know what you are talking about." He said nervously.
"I'm talking about you taking advantage of my fuckin little sister you sick bastard." I said.
"Whaaaat? I ain't do nothing to Ky. I ain't even seen her in like 3 months." He said.
"Lil bitty bitch you raped my sister. So I'm here to beat your ass." I said.
"Man I didn't do shit to Kyrie that she didn't ask for. Period." He said as he shrugged.
Before I knew it I was on top of him knocking his shit. I threw him on the floor so I had better access. I kicked him in his stomach, and everything. I then got off him, fixed my clothes, and spit on him like he was, garbage because he was.
