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Justine Indira Skyers-1996
California, Los Angeles, America

This is not good for me!

Here I am, stuck at this party that I didn't even want to go in the first place. My body is so weak, damn I can't even sit on a chair comfortably. DeVante couldn't even check to see if I was okay, he just left me there, struggling to even get up. Now he wanna act like he's always there for me 24/7, acting up in front of People. Kissing me, holding my
Hand, doing what a civilised couple would do.

'Aye Girl y'all made it'

'Yep' I fake smiled as DeVante squeezed my hand tightly

Nigga please....

I watched Mary as she started to analyse my face for a little bit at my healing cuts on my face.

'Ohhh Girl What happened?' She asked in a high pitched voice

'Oh...basically-'

'She got in a fight' DeVante interrupted me

'Damn you ain't ever lost a fight' Mary pointed out

Exactly! This lie is gonna play out and DeVante gonna be exposed, not by me, but someone gonna know something ain't right if he doesn't stop acting like a fool.

'Anyways, I'll holla at y'all later I gotta go find K-Ci' she waved at us

'Get your fucking hand off me!' I said sternly to him making him take them off

'Fuck you imma go somewhere else'

'I could care less' I muttered under my breath

Tupac Amura Shakur- 1996
California, Los Angeles, America

I was chilling with some girls in the V.I.P. Section and saw Justine enter. Damn she didn't look good at all. The way she walked, she almost look like she was limping, her facial expression was dull as well and that's not her at all.

'Girl you good?' I walked up to towards her

'Yeah I'm fine it's-that bitch!' She said

'What?' I asked confused at her statement

'Don't fucking act like you don't fucking see me!' She raised her voice

'You cool Justine?' I asked as I tried to look at who she was referring too

'Yes I'm talking to you white bitch!' She shouted again 'YOU LUCKY I DON'T HAVE ENRGY IN ME SO I CAN'T FUCK YOU UP!'

'OH YOU THINK ITS FUNNY?' She asked the girl 'Pac hold my earrings'

I was so confused at the moment that I didn't know what was going to go down. As soon as I looked up to see what was going on, Justine's ass was already up there tearing it up with the girl. I put her earring in my front packet of my jeans as I ran to stop her before she kills the girl.

'TUPAC GET OF ME!' She shouted

'IT AIN'T WORTH IT!' I shouted

'THAT BITCH SLEPT WITH MY MAN!' She said

'YOU GONNA GET IN TROUBLE IF YOU CONTINUE!'

'I DON'T GIVE A FUCK!' She shouted as she managed to come out of my grip to attack the girl even more

Dang this girl fight like a man!

Everyone started to come into the section as the fight broke out even more. Others were trying to stop Justine from attacking her but damn it looked like she was too strong for them. Then out of nowhere, I saw two bodyguards that came out and broke the fight up by pulling her away.

All I saw were strands on the floor as the girl that Justine attacked just suffered from a busted lip and a bleeding nose. If you know Justine like I know her, you would know that she can do a lot more worse than that. I'm still wondering how she hasn't been charged with these shit she pulls because she's been fighting too many bitches for too long.

I turned my head around and saw DeVante was there but he ain't do shit, he just turned back and walked off. Makes sense a bit because she said something about him sleeping with another girl behind her back.

Damn man!

'Yo what the fuck happened?' Mary asked

'She beat a bitch up'

'Why?'

'She said something about DeVante sleeping with another girl behind her back' I spoke

'Yeah beat that bitch up' she cheered Justine on

Damn Mary and Justine are like twins man. They fight bitches when they mess with them big time and scare the hell out of them. They ain't ever lose a fight to them, always coming back pretty and the other girl looked like she got blown up.

'Yo Justine you need to get out of here before Police come and find your ass' I ran up to her

'Let them lock me up, I rather be there than be going back and forth with this shit' she teared up

'What do you mean, going back and forth with this shit?' I asked confused

'Can you drive me home please, I don't want DeVante taking me home'

'What do you mean?'

'He probably left me for some other hoe'

Something ain't right....

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