"Keyana! What I tell you about having niggas down here?! Fuckin bitch never fuckin listen,"David says. The reason why David is so hateful toward me is because I rejected him. He not ugly. He is just not my type.
"David I told you bout calling me a bitch. Don't fuckin call me one,"I say, while rubbing my temples. I really don't got time to hear his bullshit right now. I hate this job, my feet hurt,I'm hungry. A nigga just is miserable.
"I call you whatever the fuck I want,"David steps up and grabs my wrist.
"A lil nigga you need to call down with that shit," August growls stepping inbetween us.
David looks August in the eyes and glares.
"Huh nigga. Whatchu gone do if I don't?"
Horrible mistake, David. Horrible mistake.
I pull my arm away from Davids grasp and rub my wrist. Its starting to bruise. Curse my lightskin.
David looks at me then back at August.
"I said whatchu gonna-"
David is cut off by August huge hand around his throat. August lifts him so his feet are hovering the ground.
August punches him in the face twice and the drops him to the ground. David spits blood out as August kicks him in the stomach continuosly.
"August stop," I beg.
"August please stop," I say louder.
"Nigga don't you ever talk or put your hands on my girl, or any woman ever again!" August says as he keeps kicking David.
I hear Ice yelling for security.
"Stop August!"
I push August away from Davids body that looks lifeless. I crouch down to David and check his pulse. Thank god he is still breathing.
"What the fuck you trying to make sure that nigga alive for Keyana?! His ass deserve too die!" August shouts.
"August your being overdramatic. He didn't hurt me."
"Overdramatic? This nigga sure was trying to hurt you! Matter fact, he eva put his hands on you before?"
I look down.
"Keyana, I swear to fucking god, did he put his damn hands on you before?!" August yells and gets in my face.
"No August! No! He never has!" I lie.
"Keyana you better be telling me the god damn truth or I swear on my momma I will-"
"You will what August? Hit me?! Thats what ended us! So go head! Take a nice slap at me right here," I yell at him and point to my cheek.
I know I've hit a weak spot.
"Keyana why you got to-"
"Stand right there and put your hands together!" I hear. I turn toward the steps and there are two security guards standing there with guns pointing at August.
August sucks his teeth but obeys. The skinnier cop walks over and cuffs August while the bigger one checks on David.
"We are going to need the paramedics," he says. He takes out his walkie talkie and starts talking in cop code words.
"You are being arressted for the assult of David Walkmen," the skinnier security guy says. I guess he can't really say anything else because he isn't actually a police officer.
After the paramedics and actual police get to Chills I'm questioned over and over. Even news reporters came. Everytime my story was the same and it was the truth.
