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"Vince are you okay.?" I asked Vince genuinely concerned as he limped downstairs with a pained expression on his face it looked like Kentrell really did a number on him.
I watched him as he stopped at the bottom of the stairs letting out a big sigh and throwing his head back showcasing the array of purple and blue marks on his chocolate neck.
"Y-yeah I'm straight." He stutters as I tell him 'okay' and plop down on the couch.
I was so scared to go home, I already knew my dad was going to whoop our asses for being out late. He needs to whoop Vince's own because I told him to take me home but he wanted to be a gotdamn gta character, now we're stuck here.
"How are we going to get home.?" I ask just remembering that his car is in shambles.
I looked at him as he whips out his phone cussing to himself. I knew dad wasn't coming because takes on real late shifts so he was out the question. Vince did some typing before sliding his phone back in his pocket.
"I-I asked Kentrell to take us."
"NO!" I shout jumping up from the couch with wide eyes as Vince throws his head back scrunching his face up at me.
"I-I mean, can't y-you ask someone else!"
I still felt his large hand around my neck as he pressed down on it lightly with that look of kill in his eyes, it kinda scared me sensing the reason that I cried plus I'm very sensitive.
"Taymor calm down, did something happen while I was gone.?" Vince asked.
I nibbled on my bottom lip as he stares at me and I shake my head no. Saying no would be my best bet right now, there's no telling what else this dude was capable of.
"Alright then, Kentrell said he's coming down in a little to take us home. We'll be there in no time."
"O-okay." I muttered as he smiles, hopefully this ride will go smoothly.
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"Fuck!" I hissed as soon as I sat down, my ass was literally on fire since my dad put that leather to my ass not too long ago. Vince got it way worse since he didn't bring me in by my curfew like I told him to.
"DAD I-IM SORRY!" Vince cried from downstairs making me shake my head, now he wants to cry but was just laughing at me when I was getting my ass whooped.
"SHUT THAT SHIT UP!"
Imagine getting your ass whooped twice in one day.
I pulled my phone out my pocket slowly easing down on my bed hissing each time I did and going to the groupchat skimming over the messages.
I wasn't in the mood to read them all so I sent a few laughing emojis and emphasized some messages before turning my phone off and going to sleep.
What a day.
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[I apologize for this boring chapter in advance, I been trying to update for y'all so here you go😭]
