The Craziest Of Them All

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Shitpouch! These wankers just had to come while I was having my winning streak. I run so fast that Usain Bolt would be proud of me but unfortunately it's not fast enough when the nigga running after me is running like he is Usain. I don't even run that far, before I am tugged backwards by my shirts collar, causing me to choke out as the cuff digs into my throat. I lose my balance and go crashing on the floor. Hard.

"Shit." I hiss out, as a sharp pain shoots up my ass as I land on it. Mr Extra Small immediately gets off his seat and walks on over to me. He places his hands under my arms and helps me to my feet. I send a small grateful smile his way. I knew he liked me!

"Damn Jay, you ain't got to do her like that." He says, looking at Mr Asshole. Who happened to be the fucktard who man handled me. Mr Extra Small helps my dust the dirt off of my back and hair.

"Don't tell me what the fuck to do Ronin!" Jay yells, getting all up in Ronin/Mr Extra Small's face, spit flying in the air an all. My face scrunched up in disgust and so does Ronin’s. He lifts a hand to his face and dramatically wipes the saliva off of his face.

“Say it don’t spray it, Jay.” Ronin says. As a response Jay moves closer to Ronin, almost chest to chest, as if to challenge him or something. I don’t know about you but I hate this cumbubble named Jay, how dare he come up in here and ruin our fun and then turn around and act like a major dick.

"Chill out, Jay." Mr Sexy Voice commands, placing a hand on Jay's chest to hold him back. He, like everyone else, can sense that some major shit is about to go down.

"Don't tell me to chill Alex!" Jay shouts, getting all worked up. "You know how much trouble we would have gotten into if she got away! And while we are looking for the bitch, he and these idiots are playing cards with her!"

“I don’t know who the fuck you calling a bitch you dickweasel?” I blow, “Now I’ve been quietly watching you parade with your jizzbreath, acting as if you’re the shit, but I ain't gonna let you call me out of my name. Awundazi ndinje.”

“Shut up you cunt.” Jay spits at me lividly. This fucker. I can feel my anger rising, and I know if I blow it ain't finna be a pretty scene. Before I can even retort, Ronin jumps to my rescue.

"Don't call her that!" Ronin yells, now also getting into Jay's face. Alex/Mr Sexy Voice is now in between the two guys, trying to stop a fight from breaking out between the two.

This Ronin guy is after my heart with the way he be jumping to my defence. It’s too bad I am a feminist and believe that I don’t need no man to do none for me. And with regards to my heart, it belongs to another. I am grateful for his efforts but as much as I appreciate Ronin wanting to stand up for me, I don't want him to fight with his friend over some annoying chick he just met.

Not even thinking about it, I too like Alex, step in between the two men. I place my hands on both their chests to keep them apart, very muscle-y chests might I add. 

“Damn boy! You really putting in them hours at the gym.” I exclaim out while patting Ronin’s chiselled chest. But that’s besides the point, I need to get back from Hoe Island and focus on stopping the fight that is about to break out. "Okay dudes, stop it now!" I scream at both of them.

Looking at Jay first, I point at the furthest corner in the room and order him to wait there for me. At my command he gives me an incredulous look. I give my infamous death glare, telling him that I mean business. Seeming to give up, Jay sighs and moves away to the corner which I pointed at.

With Jay standing at the corner, I turn my attention onto Ronin. 

"Thank you for standing up for me there." I say sincerely, "But I don't need no man fighting my battles for me, I could have handled it myself and besides I don't want you getting into trouble because of me."