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....
💉💉💉 warning : this chapter sucks ass :,( the song above is one of my favorite songs by him >.< also you should read in black :,)
- celestes pov
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my eyes were shut as my head throbbed. i was able to here the yelling & shouting coming from around me.
"THAT SHIT DEAD WRONG NIGGA. YOU THINK ITS IGHT TO HIT A GIRL NIGGA" i heard a voice yell from above me.
"AYE YO LEMME RUN THIS PUSSY ASS NIGGAS FADE" they yelled once more, making my breathing hitch.
i slowly began to open my eyes, groaning in pain as the light coming from the street lights hit my eyes. once they were adjusted, i began take in the scenery around me.
i blinked as i looked down, feeling a grip around my waist which seems to be holding me up. their hand was larger than mine & was covered in dried blood, the only thing you could see was ink from a tattoo that read "KIllᴹᵉ".
as i continued to look down, i seen my forces were covered in blood just as my hands.
looking up i was able to see the crowd around me while everyone was shouting which led me to confusion. as the events that previously happened came back into memory, i began to panic.
glancing to my left i seen the man who forcefully punched me to the ground. my body became tense, wanting to get as far away from him as possible.
he too was shouting but was being held back by people who seemed to be his friends.
people in the crowd were shouting back & forth, arguing if he had the right to hit me or not.
after all it was a street fight, there are no rules.
i began to gain enough strength to try & get out of the persons hold but i fumbled, causing their grasp on me to tighten.
"Aye yo y'all needa chill out. yall told this puss ass nigga to fight a female & y'all ain't have the right to push her up there. that shit was green" a dark skin man said, quieting everyone down.
(in south florida green means dirty/grimy)
"as of now the street fighting here will still continue to go on but Roman ain't allowed to fight for a week due to what he did" he said once again.
the crowd began to fill with murmurs once more while everyone backed up & formed a circle once again.
"aye you straight" a raspy voice asked from above me. i slowly turned around in the persons grip. i glanced down at there hand that was still around me as my eyes slowly traveled to their face, it was x.
"i feel really dizzy" i spoke as i placed a hand on my hand on my head.
"let's get you back to ski's place before everyone gets back" he said looking down at me worried. i nodded in response as we began to walk off.
