Brittany Hills Chronicles: Act 3

O'Shea 74

You know shyt was bad when the big boss had to make an appearance, Devin Cunningham stood in the middle of the living room trying to figure out what happened but so far no one was saying shyt though I knew it was only a matter of time before Fat Daddy broke with his snitching ass. Apparently, he was in town for a meeting and now he had to come to deal with us, at least I think that was Devin, truth be told I was having trouble seeing anything since both my eyes were swollen shut and my ears hadn't stopped ringing and I couldn't speak because my jaw was dislocated and neck was swollen from when he choked me which is some hoe shyt in my opinion. Again this nigga only 'won' because he snuck me, but as soon as Devin left I was going to demand a fair one because I knew in my heart that nigga couldn't beat me.... and speaking of fair ones, me and Nayquinn needed Round Two as well, apparently, we were going to Seattle in the Spring so after I beat his ass I was going to fuck that sexy ass nigga he was talking to and make Nayquinn's bitch ass lick my nut off his face. Whatever Devin said I must've missed it because everyone left with the exception of Fat Daddy who kicked his feet up on the table like he was the king of this house or something.

"Look this isn't going to work and I obviously can't have y'all two staying in the same house, at least for the time being so this is what we're going to do.... O'Shea you're going to go to House Three and Fat Daddy you're going to stay here at least until I can find a more permanent solution." Devin said sounding tired. "Maybe I can go over there and see if one of them would be willing to make the switch for go....." Devin was cut off by the sound of the door flying open, I didn't even have time to turn around before a fist connected with the back of my head knocking me onto the ground.

"YO BITCH ASS TRIED TO RAPE MY BROTHER!!!!!" Carter yelled jumping over the couch and almost kicking me in the face, thankfully I was able to roll out of the way otherwise it would've been bad. "MAN LET ME GO!!!! I SWEAR TO GOD I'M ABOUT TO KILL THIS NIGGA!!!!" Carter yelled as Spencer and Devin pulled him back.

"GET O'SHEA OUTTA HERE, TAKE HIM TO HIS DAD'S HOUSE, I'LL BE THERE ONCE I SETTLE THINGS HERE!!!!!" Devin yelled as someone helped me off the ground, I was almost out the door when Carter broke free and punched me in the face again. He better lucky I already beat his boy's ass today otherwise I'd beat his ass too. It wasn't until we got into the car that I realized it was Wes who was taking me home.

"You gotta be tired of getting your ass beat... hell I'm tired of watching it." Wes said shaking his head and I sat there staring at him. "What? What delusion have you convinced yourself of now? Fat Daddy beat the fuck outta you and if you don't believe it, Kofi recorded the whole thing.... but knowing you, you'll probably try to talk your way out of if, come up with excuses, and deny that it was you." Wes said and I started to cuss his ass out but he turned the radio up and basically ignored me, for the record ignoring a nigga is some hoe shyt... female shyt, if you're a man you'll say what's on your mind with your whole chest and stand by it.

When I got back to my dad's house I went upstairs and walked to my bathroom, I was covered in blood and knots, my face felt like it was about to melt off, and I'm pretty sure one of my back teeth was loose. Now that I was alone, a few tears fell from my eyes.... I wasn't a bitch so I wasn't going to cry, these were tears of regret.... regret that I didn't get to fuck Romeraux. After cleaning myself up and changing clothes I went to look for something to put over my eyes, I had come to the conclusion that Fat Daddy used brass knuckles because he was soft and I seriously doubted he could do this much damage without some help. Since there wasn't anything in here I settled on a cold washrag, I walked into the living room and turned on the TV just as someone knocked on the door and let themselves in.

"O'Shea, what the fuck man...." Devin said walking in and sitting across from me. "I promised your dad I'd look out for you... the same way he looked out for me when I was in Brittany Hills, and yet you continue making my job even more difficult than it needs to be."