Fuck shit continued to pull up his baggy pants, getting into Ray's face, giving him a menacing look. "I thought we was bro's! How you gone try to take my bitch like that!" Fuck shit continued, pointing his tanned finger in Ray's face. "Olan let it go!" I yelled, standing behind Ray, my hands on his shoulders, as we both stared at an intoxicated Fuck-shit.
Shaking his head he continued his rant, "you were my bitch first! You still are! You ain't leaving me for his ass." He spoke, reaching around Ray, attempting to grab my arm. "Aye bruh! Stop tryna grab her like that!" Ray exclaimed, hitting Olan's hand that gripped my arm. "Get the fuck off me!" Fuck shit exclaimed, snatching his hand out of Ray's grasp.
"Fuck-shit you need to chill man." Nico spoke, trying to push him away from Ray and I. A loud laugh escaped past Olan's plump lips, as he glared at the two of us. "Hell nah! This nigga tryna steal my girl! And y'all expect me to not wanna fight! Fuck y'all." He exclaimed, once again getting in Ray's face. "So what's up! You tryna fight or what!" Fuck shit exclaimed, getting into a fighting stance.
"The fuck imma fight you for!" Ray exclaimed, grabbing my hand, and picking up his board as him and I proceeded to leave, the shop. "Fuck shit stop!" Nico exclaimed, as Olan ran up behind Ray, tackling him to the ground. Punches began to be thrown from both boys, as they both let out their frustrations on one another. "You think you can take my girl bruh! I though you was my brother!" Fuck shit exclaimed, spitting blood on the ground, before sending another punch to Ray's stomach.
"Stop! Fuck! Stop it!" I yelled continuously, as Nico, Ruben, and I tried to break up the fight. "Just fucking stop!" I exclaimed once again, standing between the two boys as hot tears streamed down my face. "I'm done Olan! I'm done! You treated me like shit and I'm done!" I yelled, finally letting my frustrations out, as I angrily wiped the tears that streamed down my brown cheeks away. "J-Just leave Ray out of this." I spoke quietly, grabbing Ray's hand and leaving out of the stop.
Turning to look at Ray I took in his disheveled appearance. His white baggy tee had now been ripped, with spots of blood adorning it. His gold chain glistened in the sun, along with his brown skin. His dreads hanging lowly over his face, as there was dried blood underneath his nose, and on his plump lips. Pulling him into my embrace, I hugged him tightly, entangling my fingers into his hair. "I love you." I whispered against his plump lips.
And from then on things returned back to normal. But only one thing changed, I was no longer Fuck shit's toy. I was no ones toy. I was someone's lover. I was Ray's lover, and he was mine.
The end.
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