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"How do we- how am I supposed to. Keke what the fuck it's to small"! I said on the phone. "No it looks cute"! She said. "Keke I look like a actually hoe. Bro I look like I'll holla for a dollar. The skirt is to short and I can't even wear shorts under it. The shirt shows a lot of cleavage. No male or female in my family is letting me go out the house looking like I'm supposed to be on the corner". I said. "Whatever just text me if you can't come". She said. "Fine". I said. We hung up. I quickly walked out my room trying to go out the door. "(Y/n) are you going to the store"? I quickly turned around to see Tim. His eyes widen. "What the hell"?! He yelled. I shushed him. "Does Damian know you're going somewhere looking like that without him"? Tim asked. "No! And don't say anything". I said. "You're basically my little sister I'm not letting you go out like this". Tim said. I rolled my eyes. "Tim what exactly are you going to do if I leave"? I asked. He looked at me. "Guys"! Tim yelled. My eyes widen and I went to cover his mouth but he doged me. "What"!? Dick yelled panicked.

"Oh my sweet baby Jesus". Dick said looking at me. Jason walked in. His eyes widen. "(Y/n) who pimping you"? Jason asked. "What Drake- did you go out looking like that"!? Damian yelled. "No! Guys Keke made this outfit for me for a party". I said. "You're not going out looking like that". Bruce said. I quickly turned around. My skirt moving up a little. "Are you only wearing underwear under that"!? Jason yelled. "Shorts won't go with it"! I pouted. "Beloved you're not ever leaving the house wearing that". Damian said. "Watch me"! I said. Alfred was at the front door. He glanced at me. "I'ma go change". I said looking at him. "Good idea". Alfred said. I texted Keke and said I wasn't coming. I changed into joggers, a plain shirt, and a cap. I walked back out. Damian picked me up kissing me. "Hey beloved you still have that cheer outfit right"? Damian asked. "Yeah why"? I asked. He his hand traveled down my back to my ass. "I want you to give me a private pep rally-". Damian was cut off. "Off Damian". Bruce said. Damian gave my ass a squeeze and kissed my neck before letting go and taking a step back.

I looked at Damian, blushing. I gave him a pouty face. Keke called me a couple hours later. The boys were in the bat cave Bruce went out alone for patrol. I answered putting it on speaker. "(Y/n) isn't that girl that you hate Damian's ex"? Keke asked. "I hate a lot of of girls. But I know who you talking about what happened"? I asked. "Ok so that bitch somehow knows Carlton. So she was at the party. She was flirting with Tom". Keke said. "Kill the bitch". I said. "Yeah so I'm about to bust a cap in her head. Because Tom dumbass isn't saying anything. He's fucking drunk out of his mind". Keke said. "Kill the bitch". I repeated. "Then she was talking about she knows me because she's seen us together. She said I'm probably a skank ass whore like you. But you ain't a hoe". Keke said. "She called you that!? I'll kill the bitch". I said getting up.

"Nah! Nah! You don't need to be here. You can't afford anything else on your record. But I might actually go to jail for murder". Keke said. "Nevermind don't do anything. Get Tom car keys and drive you and him home and-". I was cut off. "Oh so you called her. Hey bitch"! Tristana yelled. "Take yo musty ass on somewhere". I said. "Crusty ass hair intentions bitch get the fuck". Keke said. "Haha funny how are you doing with my man"? Tristana said. The boys looked at Damian. "Well I fuck him more than you do so I think we're doing great". I smiled. The boys eyes widen. Damian laughed. "Marque, if you don't leave Ford and (Y/n) alone I'll slit your throat". Damian said grabbing my phone. "Oh shit! You bitch you had me on speaker"! Tristana said.

"Don't feel special bitch she always answers calls on speaker". Keke said. "Whatever so (Y/n) who's Mond"? Tristana said. My eyes widen. "Bitch you better shut up"! I yelled. "Oh I hit a nerve didn't I? Well I was talking to Mond. And turns out didn't you promise him your virginity"? Tristana said. I blushed. "Shut the fuck up"! Keke yelled. "He said you were supposed to be his ride or die or some ghetto stuff like that. So gang princess do you remember how you said yes when he proposed to you"? Tristana said. I felt my heart race. "I-i didn't fucking...". Fuck. "(Y/n) what the hell is she speaking of"? Damian asked. "Oh Damian baby you didn't know? She's basically still in a relationship". Tristana said. "Bitch shut the fuck up I broke up with him"! I yelled. "Really? Because he said the only way to leave the relationship was death". Tristana said. "Alright bitch-". Was the last thing I heard and screaming until Keke phone went off.

The room started to spin. I sat down. "(Y/n) what the hell was she talking about"? Jason asked. "Nothing". I said. "How many people have you promised your virginity to"? Damian asked. "I gave it to you Damian damn"! I yelled. "Mond... That name sounds familiar. Gang. Wait a minute oh my god you dated Mondage Robazue"!? Tim yelled. "More or less". I mumbled. "Since when"!? Dick yelled. "He was my first actually boyfriend. I was in love with him. He was brought up in a gang. Our relationship wasn't good. He... Did things to me and I thought it was his way of showing love. But it got to the point when Jason would worry about why I always came home hurt from patrol". I said. Jason eyes widen. "I remember that! You came home hurt everyday for 2 months! That little son of a bitch hit you"!? Jason asked. "The first time I tried to break up he punched me in face. Saying why would I say that we're supposed to get married. So I kinda just left him a letter and ducked off". I said. They all got visually angry. "First I'm going to kill this Robazue. Then fucking kill Marque. I'm honestly so tired of that bitch". Damian said. "Guys! Don't get involved". I said. "To late we're involved". Dick said. "I won't let you". I said. Damian pinch my shoulder I blacked out.

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