Chapter 28 #3
“They don’t got shit to do with this. You got smoke with me, so do something about it, hoe!
” I called her out because I was tired of talking.
I was tired of her miserable ass, period.
All the shade and subs she’d been throwing my way online for months was one thing, but having the audacity to try to play with me in public was an issue that I didn’t take lightly.
I also hadn’t forgotten about the stunt the bitch pulled on the day of my baby shower.
I hadn’t changed my mind about putting hands on her for that shit.
“What’s up then, bitch?!” She ran up windmilling her arms all wild and shit.
The local tea pages were always swearing up and down that she could fight.
Even Versace and Fendi had said they’d seen her put belt to ass a few times.
Everybody couldn’t have been lying, but the way she was running up wasn’t reflective of a skilled fighter.
Either the bitch was too angry and not thinking straight or she was drunk.
Regardless of what it was, I wasn’t about to hold back.
The second she was close enough, I took a step back.
She may have been swinging wildly, but that didn’t mean her licks couldn’t still land or be strong.
I was taught to never let anyone get the first lick, so I dodged that shit and threw a jab of my own.
I punched her dead in her face at the speed of light with my right fist, and I got a good grip on her hair with my left hand.
Holding her head in place, I punched her across her dome and in the face several times.
She was swinging, clawing, and grabbing at me trying to do whatever she could.
But I was the only one landing real blows.
“Man, stop playing with that hoe, Naz!” One of her people screamed.
“Back up! Back up!” Kyana or Kyomi screamed.
Shit, it was probably both of them. I wasn’t sure because I was focused on punching on this dumb hoe.
If I had to guess, I’d bet her people was trying to jump in or break it up to save her.
I was certain nobody would let us fight forever, so knowing I was on borrowed time, I went harder.
I gathered all my strength and slung her right on the ground.
With her on the concrete, I pummeled into her face like a mad man.
“WHAT THE FUCK YOU THOUGHT THIS WAS, HOE! HUH?!”
“Get this bitch off of meeeeee!” She screamed. She’d stopped trying to fight back and was trying to block her face, but it was useless.
“Man, what the fuck?!”
I recognized Armias’ voice instantly and I knew the fight was over. I got a few good licks and kicks in, before he whisked me up and carried me away. He didn’t even acknowledge or look in Naz’s direction. That must have really triggered her.
“You a flock ass nigga, Ali! I got something for you and your bitch!”
“Bitch, shut up before I let her keep whooping your ass!”
“She ain’t whoop shit!”
Armias smacked his teeth and turned away.
Feeding into her delusion any further would have been a waste of time, so I was happy he didn’t go back and forth with her.
We also didn’t need to keep making a scene.
The fight may have felt long for Naz, but in reality it probably lasted less than a minute.
Police were everywhere, so I was lucky my ass didn’t get arrested.
If we stood there arguing with her then my luck would undeniably run out.
“Friendddd, your eyeee!” One of her friends pointed to the fresh black eye I gave her.
“Fuck y’all hoes! Y’all let that bitch catch me off guard!”
“What? You ran up on her and it was a one on one fight! What the fuck you wanted us to do?!”
“Break it up or something!” She screamed. I guess she had a point there. “Y’all bitches is scary!”
Armias was holding me up, so I had the perfect view of Naz lashing out on her friends as we walked back to the tents.
I also noticed that a couple of his cousins had run over to the fight with him.
Kyana and Kyomi were giving Fendi and Versace a full run down of everything.
I thought I’d join in on the conversation when Armias put me back on my feet, but he held me firmly by my forearms while glaring at me.
“I knew I should’ve walked with you to the fucking bathroom.”
“Why? As you can see I didn’t need your help.”
“That’s not the point,” he snapped. “I wouldn’t have let that shit go down at all. I don’t want you fighting!”
“I don’t want to be fighting either! But that bitch bumped me on purpose and then she had the nerve to say something smart, so I whooped her ass. It’s really that simple!”
Okay, so I skipped the part where I threw my cup at her and called her hands out, but so what. Honestly, even if she hadn’t bumped me and I merely saw her, I would’ve still initiated a fight. I said it was onsight for that bitch and I meant it.
“Alright,” he took a deep breath. “I’m not mad at you for defending yourself. I’m just mad I wasn’t by your side when it happened. She wouldn’t have even fucked with you if I was right there. She thought she could bully you because you were by yourself.”
“I was with your cousins.”
“And I think the cousins she saw you with played a big part. Cause if she saw you with Versace and Fendi she wouldn’t have done or said shit.”
“Well tonight she learned that I’m not that bitch she gon’ bully. Fuck that bitch.”
“I’m with you when you right, doll baby,” he smirked. “Fuck that bitch.”