Who You Calling A Slut ?

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I didn't care what time it was,I was gonna stick up for my girl,nobody was gonna say anything like that about her. I get in my car,calling a couple of my buds to see if they knew where that prick lived,and they told me the address,but asked me why,thank god they didn't see it...yet.

" I just have something I need to take care of " I spit into my phone,and hang it up,throwing it into the passengers seat as I continue to drive to the so called " Billie's " house. I finally reach his house,cars parked outside it,filling up the driveway. Great he's having a party,maybe this will teach some of his friends not to mess with her either. I park on the other side of the road,slamming the door as I make my way up the crowded driveway,and into his house,full of girls in booty shorts,and guys with plastic cups in their hands,not to mention covering the floor. I get nasty looks from everybody,and a couple of girls size me up as I go around looking for the prick.

" Hey baby,wanna dance ? " A girl with long blonde hair asks seductively,starting to grind herself against me.

" No thanks " I spit,pushing her away from me,she gives me a dirty stare,then walks up some stairs,disappearing. I walk around a bit more,and finally find the guy who started it all,outside in a hot tub,really ? I think to myself,as girls crowd around him. He looks up at me,a wicked smile coming to his face,as he holds up a beer,his other arm around a girl to his side.

" Hey man,glad you could make it " He greets with a crooked toothed smile,I'd straighten his teeth in a heartbeat.

" Me too " I hiss,and jump in,not caring that I have literally all my clothes on. I grab him by his neck,and all the girls jump out,grabbing towels to wrap around themselves.

" Dude,come on...it was just a joke " He manages to get that much out,before I give him a good punch right in his jaw.

" Well next time you wanna pull a joke about my girl,you better ask me permission,because I could snap your fucking neck right here Armstrong " I hiss through gritted teeth.

" Calm the fuck down " He spits,as I tighten my grip around his skinny neck.

" If ever hear you call my girl a slit again,I will personally come over here,and make you wish that you were dead...got it ?!! " I ask furiously,he tries to pry one of my hands away,but I just tighten my grip even more,and he shakes his head yes.

" Good,you better apologize next time you see her to Armstrong,because I'm not fucking around with you,I promise " I warn,and throw him back against the edge of the got tub,him putting his own hands around his neck,and starting to rub,as he gasped for breath. I give him a deadly stare,before getting out,to see a group of people gathered around,phones in their hands,but I pay no attention,and storm out of there,back out to my car,driving to Layla's house. I get to her door,knocking,and she answers it,looking at me up and down,a surprised look on her face.

" Mike,why are you all wet ? " She asks,a slight giggle in her voice,but you could tell she had been crying.

" Um...why aren't you all wet ? " I ask with a wink,trying to make her happy,she lets out a blush,and I realize how wrong that just sounded,and I let out a laugh.

" You can come in,let's get you out of those wet clothes " She offers,taking me in by my hand,and leading me up the stairs to her room. I catch a glimpse at her wrist,all blood stained,and a horizontal cut going along it. I pretend I don't notice,and she takes me into her room,closing the door,and giving.me a blank stare with her arms crossed.

" So...why are you really here ? " She asked,a frown coming to her face.

" Because I wanted to let you know that I took care of everything,he won't say anything like that ever again,I promise " I say with a.smile,she smiles back,and gives me a big hug.

" Thank you Mikey " She said happily,standing on her tippy toes to give me a hug.

" Hey,I had to take care of my girl,nobody is gonna talk to you like that,I should've knocked his fucking teeth out so he- " I start angrily,but she pulls away,and gives me a "don't go there " look.

" Never mind,so anyways,what do you want to do ? " I ask nervously,she shrugs her shoulders,and I go over to her movies,picking out The Conjuring.

" Wanna watch this ? " I ask,hoping she would say yes,I loved scary movies,except they didn't scare me. She seemed to get nervous,but shrugged her shoulders.

" Sure " She replied more like a question. I give her a small smile,and put it in,then go over to her bed,sitting down. She sat down really close to me,like skin against skin,and when ever a " scary " part would come on,she would bury her face into my shoulder,which I thought was cute. A woman got possessed,and started spitting out green stuff towards the end,and she practically jumped into my lap,wrapping her arms around my neck,and hiding her face into.my chest.

" It's over " I say with a laugh,and she lets out a relieved sigh,getting off of me,and sitting back down.

" I don't like scary movies " She cried,and I could tell she was still pretty creeper out by it.

" That movie wasn't even scary " I laugh,but she gives me a scared look. She lets out a yawn,since it had become night,and I get up.

" I should get going,it's late " I say,letting out a yawn of my own,and heading for the door.

" Will you stay with me ? " She asks,grabbing my hand,and giving me pleading eyes.

" Okay " I sigh,and crawl in next to her. It isn't even a couple minutes,before she snuggles up closer to me,and entangling our legs. I wait until she falls asleep,and slowly get up,carefully not to wake her,and sneak out her windoe,I didn't want her family to know I stayed the night,because it would just create more drama,so I went home,taking a hot shower,and going to bed myself.

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