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Lᴇᴛ Us Mᴏᴠᴇ Oɴ - Dɪᴅᴏ ғᴛ. Kᴇɴᴅʀɪᴄᴋ Lᴀᴍᴀʀ
Bʀɪᴀɴ Lᴏs Aɴɢᴇʟᴇs, Cᴀʟɪғᴏʀɴɪᴀ
"Brian!" My grandma called out, making me get up and scurry toward her.
I looked at the dark bruises on her arm as she stammered with tears in her eyes "It's Tyler...Diana just got him away from me but now he's trying to hurt her."
I began to run around the corner, toward the front of my house. I turned the last corner seeing he had my wife trapped in a corner, he began to lift his hand and I saw nothing but red as I pulled him by his shoulder dragging him completely away from Diana.
I began punching him in the face completely blacking out, as I began to think about everything he's done to me and my mom.
"You put your hands on the wrong one." I bellowed as I continued punching him in the face until my fist felt weak.
I punched him one last time knocking him to the floor and began to stare down at him as he groaned in pain, surrounded by a puddle of his own blood.
I had definitely broken his nose and fractured his jaw, but it had to be known that he wouldn't hurt my family any more than he already has.
"Baby." Diana said grabbing my arm making me look over toward her, "Did he hurt you?!" I asked pulling her into my arms.
"Just roughed me up a bit, placed his hands where they didn't belong, and speaking of that me and him have some unfinished business." She said removing herself from my grasp, pulling her gun from her back pocket.
She kneeled on his chest and grabbed his face briskly with her free hand, making him cry out in anguish.
I just leaned against the wall letting Diana do what she needed to do.
She pointed the gun at his head, making him yell scarily "No!"
She then forcefully pushed the gun into his mouth, as tears ran down his eyes.
"You see this..." Diana hissed nudging the gun further into his mouth "...all it takes is 5 pounds of pressure for me to end your pointless life. So I'm going to say this one time and one time only...stay the fuck away from my in-laws and don't bring your ass around my house or theirs again or so help me God I will fucking kill you." She concluded pulling the gun from his mouth, wiping his saliva onto his shirt.
She then swiftly turned the gun around, slamming the barrel into his temple knocking him out rising back up to her feet.
My mom stared in shock and I pulled her into a hug, as she began to cry in my arms repeatedly saying "Thank you."
