"Yea. Do me a favor and knock her out." He smiled innocently.
I smirked and got off the car. I knocked on the door as I tied my hair up.
And this bitch opened up the door. She looked shocked at first then quickly fixed her face.
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"Wow. You actually found me? Stalker much?" She scoffed.
"Ain't nobody tryna stalk ya' anorexic ass. My friend here, stoke, actually wants me to knock ya' ass out. So come on. Step onto the side walk with me."
"BEAT THAT HOOEEE!" Stoke screamed from the car, sitting on the hood.
She walked behind me. She trynna look tough. Like if my presence doesn't bother her.
"Square up, hoe." I said getting into my position. I like to think I'm really good at fighting. After all, that's all I did before.
"I'm not gonna fight you. I didn't do shit to you. I shouldn't even have to waste my time on you stupid bitch." She rolled her eyes.
"Nah. You was talking mad shit. Back it the fuck up. Square up!" I yelled.
People started coming out of their houses.
"Bitch shut the fuck up. You so damn irritating and for what? Some damn comments? You cappin."
"Oh I'm cappin?" I let out a chuckle. I sounded crazy. "Bet."
I swung first. Shetried to hit me back but she never landed a hand on me. I pushed her onto the ground, sending blows to her face. She rolled over so she was on top of my legs and grabbed my hair.
The fuck she pulling my hair for?
"Stupid bitch! That's why your man still in my messages!" She screamed out.
Oh fuck no. Now I'm mad.
I rolled us over again so I could punch her lil hoe face. I slammed my fists onto her face. I heard a crack. Either that shit was my knuckles, or I just broke her nose. She stopped trynna hit me back, she just tried to protect her face.
She kicked her legs in the air like a fucking dying cockroach and squealed.
Ski was just laughing and recording this shit. "Get it Kila!" He laughed out.
