Immediately, her dancing captured everybody’s attention. Niggas were trying to elbow their way next to her, while she was throwing that ass in a circle. There were also girls frowning, and rolling their eyes, as lil’ ugly stole all the attention.
It was evident that lil’ ugly’s parents being from the hood had rubbed off on her…because you could only learnthose illicit type moves from the hood. It reminded me of how the Caribbeans moved back home. It had to be some deep, tribal shit. Her body was one with the beat. Hypnotizing, for sure.
I guess it shouldn’t have been surprising when some lame attempted to creep up behind her. He was tall, smelled like a pound of weed, eyes were blood shot red, he had a blunt behind his ear, while his jeans were sagging so low that nearly all his boxers was exposed.
She was seemingly so lost in the dancing that she didn’t realize what was happening, until he gripped her hips.
Instantly, she snapped upright and shoved that nigga back like she was supposed to. A few niggas laughed, and I guess that must’ve bruised his ego, because he angrily gripped her arm, jerking her into his body.
“Don’t fucking touch me!” Jahreiah lashed, while yanking her arm back.
Without thinking twice, I stepped between her and the thirsty nigga. “Yo, you buggin’, nigga. Back the fuck up!” I shoved him with force.
After recovering from the shove, the nigga ran up on me, swinging. With precision, I threw a uppercut, knocking him out. Cold.
By the time his body hit the floor, a few girls were screaming. “That’s our brother! You got us fucked up!”
Going berserk, three girls charged at me. I honestly wasn’t trying to fight the chickens but they were coming at me viciously. So, I was slinging them off, before realizingthat both Jahreiah and Jaylah had joined the fight, beating those bitches in the head.
Naturally, everybody had their phones out, trying to capture a viral moment. Meanwhile, the crowd had gotten chaotic and I didn’t know who was who. So, if the person was too close, then they were knocked sideways. Jahreiah and Jaylah were really throwing hands. Shit was so wild that it took me a minute to realize that Jahrae, JJ, and Jahlero had entered the fight.
Spectators must’ve decided to jump in, because mufuckas were coming from everywhere…but unfortunately for them, I was built for shit like this.
It was like they were lining up, to get knocked out, one by one. I’m talking one hitter quitters, every time.
Eventually, a old head made his way through the crowd. “Say, break this shit up!” He pulled me back. “Go ‘head and burn, lil’ nigga. And take your ass down to somebody’s boxing gym. Cause you definitely stiff from the shoulders.”
I didn’t resist, as he and a few other old-heads ushered us outside. I was calm after doing a mental head count and summing up that everybody was accounted for.
Several people fought against the old-heads, wanting to get at us, after we’d left several niggas leaking, while the bitches’ hair was all fucked up.
Jahrae tauntingly laughed, while tapping my shoulder. “Let’s get the fuck outta here.”
Together, we all jogged back to the Escalade and hopped in. Jahrae then wasted no time backing out of the parking spot.
“Nigga, that shit was wild,” JJ laughed, as he looked back. “The fuck happened?”
Gazing at lil’ ugly, I shook my head. “Your sister was in there dancing like a stripper and some nigga stepped out of line.”
She rolled her eyes. “I can dance however I want. That nigga had no business touching me.”
“Ion know ‘bout the dancing how you want part. But he was definitely buggin’. So, I knocked him out.”
“Right, but one of those girls managed to scratch your face.” She pointed out, while stroking the scratches on my cheek.
“You saw how I was doing those hoes?” Jaylah quizzed, while her sister inspected my face.
“Shit, we was all throwing hands,” JJ chuckled. “But, Lil’ Sin, nigga, you was bulldozing through them niggas.” He glanced back at me.
“And was,” Jaylah agreed.
“Then everybody had their phones out,” Lil’ ugly acknowledged. “I hope that shit doesn’t go viral.”
“No bullshit,” Jahrae co-signed. “But unless mama and daddy bring it to us, then we aint saying shit about a fight.”
“Right.” Lil’ ugly nodded, while still probing my face with her thumb. “Especially since we were far from where we claimed to be going.” She breathed, causing me to smell her minty breath.
“Yeah.” JJ chuckled. “But what’s crazy is that we didn’t even last thirty minutes in that bitch. That gotta be some type of record.”
