You Before Me [dave east]

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Dave;

I drive through the night and shake my head when I see something going on in a dark alley. I step on the brakes and start muttering to myself. "Don't get involved. Don't get involved.." I say repeatedly under my breath, continuing to shake my head as I watch from my car.

I roll down the window and start to hear the screams as they push the girl up against a dumpster and start touching on her. "Get off me! Fucking pendejo!" She screams, pushing the nigga's chest even though she's too small to put up much of a fight.

"You fucking dead!" She tells him. "You too, white boy! My cousins are from Sureños Trece! They finna fuck you up, puto!"

"Fuck it." I mutter under my breath and jump out of my car. I really should be minding my own business but I knew I wouldn't be able to live with that guilt if anything were to happen to shorty.

"Yo!" I yell, jogging up to the little commotion. I send my fist into the guy's face, sending him to the ground.

"I'm gonna fuck you up." The other guy spits out and jumps onto me. I manage to flip him over onto the ground too before grabbing him by the shirt, slamming him against the gate.

I punch him square in the nose. "That's what the fuck you motherfuckers do? You like raping females, nigga?" I yell, pushing him back down to his hands and knees, sending my shoe into his face.

"Suck my dick, you fucking bitch!" He growls in pain, spitting out blood from his mouth.

The other guy takes off running making me shake my head. I turn around to see shorty trying to get up off the garbage bags where they pushed her so I hold out my hand to offer some help.

"Fuck off me!" She cries out, sounding like she's in pain. She slaps my hand away before using the dumpster to haul herself up. Her shirt is torn so she stands on her two feet and tries to cover her titties while I shake my head in disbelief.

"Yo that's my thank you?" I ask her.

"Listen, vato, I didn't need your fucking help. I had it on my own." She rolls her eyes and walks away, disappearing round the corner.

I mutter something under my breath in frustration, shaking my head as I pick up a purse from off the floor. I look inside it and find a couple bucks, some cards and a driver's license. The picture tells me it's hers, also that she's 20 years old. It has her address and her name on it.

Xiomara Sofía Mari Isabella Ramírez-López.

"The fuck." I whisper under my breath as I make my way out of the alley, trying to figure out how to even pronounce her first name because this was really some shit. "Fucking rude ass Spanish bitch." I say lowly.