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Thirty Eight

London entered her home to find her mother in the kitchen pouring a glass of wine, "You're back early from the trip." She states but seeing Londons miserable look she grows concern. "Oh, honey, sit, what happen?" Raven pulls a sit next to her patting her hand, worry for London. "Did you guys have a fight?"

"She broke up with me." London states rolling her eyes.

"What? Why?" Raven ask passing her wine glass to London who shook her head, seeming more misery grow.

"She broke up with me through her brother, he told me about it...and when I called she changed her number." London sighs running a hand through her hair. "He said she isn't ready for one and its best to look other ways, she needs to figure herself out with her trauma and how I need to move on." London explained but Ravens blue eyes fall on the bruise around her neck, her eyes growing wide. "I-" London was cut off by Ravens hand touching it. "Mom-"

"God be with that girl if I see her." Raven spat in anger.

"Mom it was in rage, she-"

"London!" Raven grabbed her arms. "That isn't love! Thats straight up possession she has over you! If she truly loved you, this wouldn't exist; you wouldn't be in Cali." Raven shook her a bit, anger in her eyes. "I can't believe you're here sulking in a break up when its domestic abuse!"

"Hey!" London jolts up as Emma comes out from the stairs. "You don't know what I see in her, okay?"

"What do you see, London? A dam boxing match?" Raven exclaims as Emma gasp from the bruise. "You're way to young and beautiful for this! Any girl would die at the sight of you, London! But yet you chose a person who doesn't see that in you..." Rage overcame as she headed towards the couch grabbing up her car keys.

"No!" Londons heart skipped a beat running after her grabbing her arm but Raven smacked her lightly trying to pull her arm away, a gasp from London seeing the regret in her face but London ran away upstairs to hung up on emotions to deal with it.

~

Raven knocked loud and hard on Faye's door, her blood boiling in her veins thinking of every fighting move she knew or the choice of words she knew would hurt her, London wasn't a dam punching bag who was going to get played with as long as Raven was alive. Her heart thumping loudly, preparing herself for an attack on Faye, faded footsteps slowly became closer and closer, Raven growing more anger, the sound of locks being unlocked before it was slowly opened revealing Faye in the moonlight, standing there with a white sports bra with white shorts, her toned light abs glistening leading into a v-line. The anger in Raven died down a bit. Faye's face remaining the same her yellow eyes staring with no emotion, "Come in, it's cold."

Faye toke a step aside letting Raven in, closing and locking the door behind her, "I think you know I saw the bruise." Raven states seeing a sudden sad expression she was trying to hide. "I'm only going to say this once Faye White, you stay away from my fucking daughter."

"I have no intention on seeing her." Faye licked her lips heading to the love seat in front of the lit fireplace. "I know what I did was wrong, and she won't see me ever again." Her voice sounding monotone, but knowing if Faye wasn't serious she would make threats but instead looked at the ground in shame.

Raven's eyes lit up at the sound of those words, "You mean that?"

Faye's yellow eyes looked up, Raven noticing the reflection of the fire in them, "Yes." She gets up heading to the fridge pulling out whipped cream, she presses on the tip, it falling onto her tongue not realizing Raven was staring with lust in her eyes. She sets it down, "Did you come here to whip some ass?"

"As a matter of fact, yes I did." Raven said dead serious but was resulted in a laugh from Faye, "You don't think I can fight?" She makes slow steps towards Faye who still had a smile on her face. "I could kill you if I wanted."