My Baby, My Thug ❤️ [ON HOLD ‼️]

• Chapter 10 •

Khalil POV
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After about 6 minutes of sitting in the office, I felt a tap on my knee. I looked up & saw it was Nicole. I was about to smirk but I saw that she had been crying because her eyes were red & she had a couple dry tear stains on her face. I immediately stopped. What's wrong with my girl?! Wait. Did I just say, "my girl"? Ugh. Anyway, I guess she saw that I was getting mad so she stood up straight & continued walking out of the door.

She was walking hella fast. I jogged to catch up to her then pulled her arm. When I turned her around, she was crying again. "Baby girl, what's wrong?" I asked her sincerely. "I saw my ex, Michael." she said, messing with her hands. "Okay. What's so bad about that?" I asked confused. "He kinda uhh.." she muttered. "He kinda uhh, what? Tell me Nicole." I said getting stern & frustrated. I really want to know what this fuck nigga did.

"He raped me, ok! He raped me when we were dating, Khalil!" she was bawling now. "Is he in your class?" I asked calmly. "Yes, but Khalil, wa-" was all I heard before I walked into the class.

It was a older lady standing up, writing on the board. She stopped writing on the board & looked towards me. All the kids in the room stopped writing & looked at me too. "You okay, son?" she asked me as she put her hands down to her side. "Yea, I'm alright. Do you know where Mr. Slater class is?" I asked, still in my calm voice. "Honey, you don't look alright. Are you sure your fine?" I know this lady is tryna help me calm down & shit but right now just ain't the time. "Look yo! I'm good, can you just tell me where Mr. Slater class is."

She jumped a little bit. I ain't mean to scare her or raise my voice but she needs to understand that right now just ain't the time to try to console me. "Uh, room 2-215." she said looking down. "Sorry & thanks." I turned around & walked back out the door. When I opened the door, Nicky was pacing back & forth playing with her nails & looking around.

When she saw me, she dropped her hands to her side & started trailing behind me. "Khalil, please calm down." she said tugging on my arm a bit. I pulled my arm gently away from her. "Nicole, I'm good." I continued to walk towards the building.

When I was at the double doors, I opened them & jogged up the stairs. Nicole was right on my ass. I continued walking until I saw 2-215. I opened the doors & saw people talking & on their phones. "Aye," I called out. Everyone turned their attention towards me. "Who the nigga by the name of Michael?" I asked the class. Every time I think about it, I picture him pulling her clothes off & her trying to fight him off. That gets me even more mad.

One light skin dude raised his hand & I instantly started walking towards him. I passed a couple desks & when I finally got to him, I started throwing blows to his face. I felt him trying to fight back but it was no use. I picked him up by his calfs & slammed him on his back. If I slammed him on his neck, it would have broke & I would have gotten expelled. After a couple of more blows, I stopped & my vision got back normal. Whenever I fight or get mad, all I would see is red or black.

Mr. Slater was recording, eating popcorn & laughing. I knew I smelled popcorn. After I straightened myself up, I sat down at one of the desks & pulled out my phone. "Aye Mr. Slater, is this nigga in this class? If so can you get him transferred?" I asked, looking up from my phone. "Nah, yungin. He ain't in this class." he then buzzed the main office. "Hello." said Mrs. Slater. "Hey baby, I need someone like a janitor or something to remove a student from my class." "Okay? Why a janitor though?" she asked confused. I chuckled & shook my head. "I'll show you the video when we get home." he said laughing also. She said okay then hung up.

Everyone sat back down like nothing happened & I spotted Nicole in the back crying to herself. I got up from the desk that I was sitting at & went & sat by her. I put my arm around her & said, "Nicole, what's wrong?" "I didn't want you fighting Khalil. Especially when you know it's over me. I'm not even special." I wanted to yell at her. Do she know how bad every nigga want her here?! It's my first day & I already can tell by how they stare & drool over her.

I told Mr. Slater that we were going to step out of class really quick & he allowed us so I drug Nicole outside. "Nicole Ariana Jones, do you know how bad me & every nigga at Marilyn Memorial High School want you?" she just looked down. "I better not ever hear you say that again, okay?" I said looking at the side of her face. She didn't say anything.

I used my index finger & turned her face towards me. "Okay?" I said. "Okay." she whispered. We walked back into the classroom like nothing happened.
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