I unstrapped Star from the chair, I was on 10 , Zay had just pissed me off and this bitch was talking real stupid. I knew she wasn't going to make it out of here, she stood up barely having her balance. I backed up to where Dime was , though I wanted to start it off with the first hit I let Dime do her thing. Zay and Kyree were at the door like body guards they fell back and let us females handle it. Niya and Draya were both quiet and standing not too far from us, their body language changed and they were now calm. Their faces read they were ready for murder , Star had fucked up with her choice of words.
"Come on bitch , make a move." Dime was standing there with her hands to her side. She was ready though I could tell she was going to dog walk this bitch. Star took this time to run up and to my surprise she through a punch , with Dimes reflexes she dodged the hit and clipped Star making her drop to the floor with a thud. "I said come on." Dime teased backing up giving the girl space to get back up. Star picked herself up I could tell she was thinking of an escape route, she through her guard up once again. This time staying back she was obviously scared.
"If I have to run up I'm going to knock you the fuck out , I'm trying to give you a chance." Dime nonchalantly said looking at her nails. Star hesitated before slowly walking back up on Dime this time she faked a left but came in with her right hard, almost coming in contact with Dimes face , but Dime dodged it again, effortlessly, this time throwing a 2 piece connecting both to Stars face. Once again Star was on the ground Dime smacked her teeth dropping her guard. She pulled her leg back kicking Star in her ribs twice.
"You punk bitch." She spit on her "Popping all that shit I thought you were gone kick up." Dime kneeled down in front of Star gripping her by her hair so that they were face to face, Dime stared her down pure hatred was seen behind her eyes. "Your gonna die bitch , and your punk ass just giving up huh?" After no response Dime head budded Star right in the nose, then released her grip on her hair throwing her all the way down. "Y'all can have this bitch , I just want to kill her." Dime walked away sitting in the chair.
"That's all I needed to hear." I walked up to Star looking down at her. "Get up bitch." I stood over her , she slowly got up swaying on her feet but managed to throw her guard up. I gestured with my hands for her to come on, she threw a sloppy punch and I rushed her throwing lethal punches. Dime already had her bleeding , now she was leaking and weak. I stomped her out only stopping once Dime told me to.
"That's enough." Dime said. She walked over to the table of tools looking over each one of them, none of them seemed to get her attention. "Where the guns at?" She looked over to Kyree and Zay who were watching the whole thing unfold. They both looked at each other sharing an uneasy expression before looking back to Dime.
"What did I tell y'all?" Zay finally said.
"You didn't hear what she just said?" Dime scoffed.
"And y'all beat her ass." He responded.
"That's not enough." Dime and I said in unison.
"Y'all getting to messy, her blood will be on y'all hands." Zay told us.
"And that's fine." I shrugged. "Unless you want us to stab her to death."
"You know what , fine y'all want to be killers so bad." He walked over to big metal drawers grabbing a key ring from the small desks next to the drawers. He opened the top one reaching inside and pulled out a glock. He walked back over to Dime with it still in his hand. "Do you think Von would be okay with knowing you have blood on your hands?" He looked into Dimes eyes for an answer but they were cold and soulless.
"I don't give a fuck what he or anyone else thinks." She stated snatching the gun from Zays hands, she cocked the lever back the clip was already loaded. We had took our eyes off Star for too long never realized she had crawled to her bag , she was now holding the gun from the glove compartment of the car in her hands aiming it at Dime. Her hands were shaky but that was obviously from her ass being whooped, she definitely had one up on us from this one. Dime pointed the gun back at the girl fearless,
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The Life We Live
Fantasy18 year old Renae tries to make sense of her hood yet luxurious life, as the evil yet intriguing streets control the outcome of events. Unless she is the ONE to change it and make her life as well as everyone around her, lives, better. Join me on th...