CHAPTER IX

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20 minutes later ..

There was a knock downstairs and Ki'moura's door.
I ran downstairs and opened the door.
I hat Ki'moura's phone in my hand.

"Wassup-" His sentence was cut short by a slap to his face.
"SO YOU GOT A WHOLE ONLYFANS WITH YA BABYMOMS!?" I yelled in his face.

He was holding his face and looking to the side , in surprise that I slapped him.
Ki'moura ran downstairs and sat on the bottom of the steps to watch.

"HELLO?! YOU'N HEAR ME SPEAKING TO YOU CALVIN?!-"

He wrapped both his hands around my neck and threw me at the wall beside me.
He started strangling me.
Ki'moura jumped up and started pulling his hands off my neck.

"CLAY LET GO! LET GO OF HIM!" Ki'moura yelled.
"NIGGA DON'T EVER IN YO LIFE PUT YO HANDS ON ME AGAIN!" Clay yelled.

He let me go.

"HOW YOU MAD?! YOU THE ONE FUCKING AROUND ON ME!" I yelled.
"Ain't nobody fucking around on you nigga!" He yelled back.
"So you'n see this video?! This not you?! Cause them tattoos looking mighty familiar!"
"Yea that's me but the video is old!"
"How when it was posted two fucking days ago?! Ouu you such a fucking liar!"
"If I said they old , then they old .." He said calmly , as he leaned his back on the wall behind him.

"Clay when was the last time you fucked your babymother??" I asked , putting the phone down and balling my fists.
He ain't say shit.
"NIGGA ANSWER THE QUESTION!" I yelled.
"A week ago .." He mumbled.

I swung on him like he was a bitch.
I started dragging him down by his hoodie and punching him in his face.
He ended up falling on the floor.
I started stomping on his chest while I was still punching his face.

"OH SHIT!" Ki'moura yelled.

Ki'moura started trying to pull me away.
He kept trying to stand up but everytime he almost made it up , I kicked him back down.
Ki'moura finally got me off him and pulled me into the kitchen.
He got up and tried to run up on me.
I was ready.
I had my fists balled and my set up.
Ki'moura pushed him back.

He was breathing heavy.
His lip and nose was bleeding.
He had a gash near his eyebrow.
Blood was leaking from all over his face.
He looked at me and shook his finger at me.
He walked out the house and slammed the door behind him.

I started crying and crouched down with my chest to my knees.
I put my hands over my head and just started sobbing.
Ki'moura bent down and held me.
I went from sobbing in my knees to crying on her shoulder.
TJ (Ki'moura's brother) came in.
He also bangs for THS.

 He also bangs for THS

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He stepped right Clays blood

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He stepped right Clays blood.

"Yo who blood?!" He asked.
"It's nothing." Ki'moura said , brushing him off.
"If it's nothing , why is Tae crying?? Tae what happened?!" He asked , coming over to me and picking me up to my feet.

I could barely get a breath out , let alone a sentence.
He knew I couldn't say much so he just grabbed me and hugged me.
I started sobbing in his shoulder.
He held me tight , I held him tight.

"Moura what happened to him??" TJ asked.
"Him and his boyfriend got into a scuffle." Ki'moura said.
"Wait so that's Tae blood?! He made Tae bleed?!" TJ asked , starting to get fired up.
"No , That's his nigga blood .. he whopped his ass." Ki'moura said.
"Do Demony know about this lil "scuffle"?" He asked.
"No we don't plan on him finding out neither. So don't go running yo mouth." Ki'moura snapped.

"Manee fuck allat , my homie gotta know niggas how here disrespecting his brother!" TJ snapped back.
"We all know Mony! We know he gon go crazy when he find out Clay and Tae had a physical altercation!" Ki'moura yelled.
"Wait .. Clay? He fuck with Clay?! That bitch made ass nigga! I was been supposed whoop that nigga ass!" TJ said.

"I'm okay." I finally said.
"You sure?" TJ asked.
"Yea .. i'm good. Ima just go home .."

2 months Later ..

Me and Clay haven't talked since I beat him up.
I feel bad then again , I don't.
Cause why would he ever think it was except able to go do that shit.
Even if me and him wasn't speaking doesn't mean he should go fuck his baby mother.
But at the same time , we and him weren't official at that time ..
I feel stupid.

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