*A/N I realized I made a few errors in the last chapter. Some of the wording was messed up so I fixed them. When I make more mistakes, because it's bound to happen, let me know.*
Dejonté's POV
Ugh...I guess it wouldn't hurt to help someone in need. Even if their grandpa is a complete dick.
The two bullies started to hit Katie with their fist. I was taking my time getting over to them. I mean, this is Katie not Michelle Obama. Anyways, after these two guys get one or two hits on her I decided to speak up.
Dejonté: "Hey! Leave her alone."
The two jokes look at me. Ronnie still had a firm grip on Katie's wrist, and was about to punch her again until I shouted at them. Ronnie was a little built for our age, he had a white tank top, with dark blue jeans. The other guy was wearing a t-shirt with some baggy cargo shorts. Wait a minute, I know this guy. His name is Johnathan, he works with my Pops on the other side of Chicago. I also see him everyday walking in the hallways during school but I never bother to talk to him. This will be super easy.
Ronnie: "Mind your business DJ."
Dejonté: "It's Dejonté."
Johnathan: "It's about to be dead man in a minute if you don't get out of here."
Johnathan then gets right into my face. We're nearly the same height, but I'm a little taller. I'm actually not that tall either standing at 5'7. If I had my gun this wouldn't have lasted as long as it is now, but I like it the old fashion way.
Dejonté: "Just leave Katie alone and let her do whatever the hell she was doing."
Ronnie: "Oh I'll tell you what she's going to do. She's going to shut up and take these punches. Then, she's going to go to her punk ass, racist ass, grandad and tell him to pay up the $3,000 that he owes my gang!"
This time Ronnie gets in my face as well. I look past both of them and saw Katie rubbing her shoulder in pain. Me, all I had to do was keep my cool.
Dejonté: "How 'bout this...go ahead...hit her Ronnie."
Ronnie: "I plan to."
He walks back over to Katie.
Katie: "No! Stop!"
Then Johnathan walks up to her too.
Katie: "Please! I'm sorry! Jus...just leave me out of this! I didn't do anything to you!"
Johnathan: "Your old man knew what was at stake. You're just the one who has to pay for it."
Johnathan was about kick her face in while Ronnie was about to kick her stomach, but luckily for her I interrupted them again and spoke.
Dejonté: "Hey Johnathan! Don't you work my dad?
Johnathan looks back at me a gets annoyed.
Johnathan: "What now, DJ?!"
I'll take that as a yes.
Dejonté: "It's just weird you know? What if I told my dad that not only you're jumping on a girl. But you're also helping someone with their dirty work for the Southern Boys."
Johnathan: "Wait what?!"
Dejonté: "Yup. Your boy Ronnie over here is a Southern Boy soldier. So go ahead do your low rent job and see how my dad likes it. We all know he can be a hot head."
Johnathan eyes widen and looks at Ronnie.
Johnathan: "Dude I can't....I can't work with you. If I do then it's my ass!"
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