I kissed the bitch, blood on my lips. holy shit, he scarred the bitch, i grabbed her bra, and tell her she can
She can, she can- run, run, run my head....
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"wh-what are you doing here" i questioned x as i looked down.
"i came here for some snacks for me & my girl, but then i seen yo ass fighting" he said looking at me. i looked back up at him as he took in my facial features. he ran his fingers across the bruises & cuts on my face that my father had left.
"i'm so sorry, this shit shouldn't be happening to you" he spoke quietly. i put my head down as i gently grabbed his hand & pulled it away.
"ion get why he does this, you ain't deserve that shit. no one does" he said shaking his head. he moved my hair to see the other bruises.
"why the hell you touching her like that" i heard a girl say from behind me. i turned around to see a beautiful girl. she had full lips, long brown hair, & a tall figure.
she seemed to walk up to us as i felt a tug on my sweater, making my blood boil.
i snapped my head around to her, looking up at her. she looked me up & down with disgust before she began to speak.
"looks like someone has daddy issues. he's been beatin ya face a lot" she spoke as she reached out touched a cut on my face. i slapped her hand away.
"ion get why ya father hasn't beaten you to death, i mean honestly, look at you, your a piece—"
i cut her off by slapping her right across the face, earning a cry to come from her.
"you deserved that shit, don't coke crying to me but come on now cece, you ain't gotta slap her that hard" x spoke up , annoyed at what was going on.
"im sorry , she was disrespecting me" i said honestly as i kicked rocks with my feet.
"both y'all disrespectful & can never chill the fuck out" he spat as he walked away with the crying girl. an aching feeling in my chest formed as tears formed in my eyes.
he got in his car a drove off, leaving me standing there looking like a fool
i sat back on the curb & examined my hands. despite my broken hand now going numb, they were both full of blood.
i sat there in quietness, the only sound coming from the passing cars & gunshots down the street. i was so confused & saddened by what has been going on.
