Chapter 51

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Briana*|
Well, Monique and I are hanging out with DJ & Cory today. DJ came to pick me up, then we went to get Monique. When we got to her house we decided to go in because we had a feeling she wasn't ready.

We walked up to her front door and noticed it was cracked open. We went in and it was a mess. There was glass everywhere, the couch was flipped over, a lamp was busted and Monique was lying on the floor motionless.

I ran over to her and kneeled down, "Monique what happened?!"

"Tr-Troy," she stuttered.

She rolled over revealing her black eye and busted lip. The bridge of her nose was cut open and she had a gash on her forehead.

"Monique?" I said with tear-filled eyes.

"He found out I was spending so much time with DJ," she said looking at him.

He took her hand in his, raised it to his lips and kissed it, "I'm so sorry."

"Don't be," she whispered.

I have never wanted to fight a nigga so bad in my life.

"Where is he?" I asked.

"He went out, but he'll be back."

Right after she said that he walked in.

"Oh, hey Briana. What are y'all doin' here?" he asked stupidly.

"You got a lot of fuckin' nerve!" I yelled.

"Excuse me?"

"You must think you're pretty fuckin' tough puttin' your hands on her!"

"What happens between us is none of your business," he said.

"You're right, but when you put her life in danger, I made it my business."

"I think y'all should leave."

"Gladly! Monique, come on."

DJ helped her off the floor.

"She's not goin' anywhere," he said stepping in front of me with his fist clenched.

"You know what Troy, since you like hittin' on women so much, hit me," I said slightly angrier than before.

He looked at me like I had lost my mind, but I was dead serious.

"I'm not gonna hit you," he said.

"Why? You scared I'll fuck you up?"

I could tell he was getting mad.

"Hit me Troy. I'm not Monique; I'm not afraid to fight you back," I said.

He was getting angrier and I was getting angrier, but I refused to hit him first. I wanted him to hit me so I'd have a reason to retaliate.

"Come on Troy, hit me. Hit me mother fu-"

Before I could get the words out, I felt his fist connect with my face. I fell to the ground and saw DJ lunge at him, but Monique stopped him.

"No. She's got this," I heard her say.

I laughed a little because he hit like a little bitch compared to Devin. I got up off the ground and immediately pounced on him. I just started hitting him and I couldn't stop. All the hatred I had built up toward him was finally coming out. If DJ hadn't pulled me off of him, I might've killed him.

A couple of seconds after DJ pulled me off Troy, the police barged in and took him away. I tried to get DJ to take Monique to the hospital, but she refused. We went to DJ's house and as soon as we got inside, he went to the kitchen to get ice.

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