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I walk Savvy to her door and help her get in but as I am closing the door this dude grabs it to stop me from closing it.
“The fuck!”’ I say as I turn to him.
“Savannah, we need to talk and white boy ain’t gonna stop me from talking to you,” he says.
“Man, if you don’t get your hands off my car and back the fuck up…”
“What? What are you going to do bitch?”
Savannah goes to move. “Stay right there, Savannah!” I tell her and close the door. I turn and walk up to him.
“I see you the type of person who needs to be shown, not told.”
“I guess I am and all you are showing me is talk,” he says as he walks around me to try to open the car door.
Oh yeah, his ass has lost his whole mind. I grab his wrist to stop him from opening the door and he turns and swings on me. Oh, he’s fast I wasn’t expecting that, but I like it.
“I told you, your days of talking to her are over.”
He begins to walk up on me, and I’m ready to whoop his ass. Before I know it Savvy and Saint are in between us. She puts her hands on my chest as she looks up at me.
“Can we go, Jag? I really just want to go, please don’t fight at my son’s house. I expect this bullshit from him not from you. Please Joshua.”
My eyes never leave him. “I’ll see you again mother fucker,” I tell him.
“Ok, baby.”
Saint moves his dad back and I help Savvy get into the car. I walk around to the driver side, but before I get in this dude comes up behind me and hits me in my side. That shit’s going to bruise. I turn around and punch him dead in his face. He staggers and comes right back at me. We keep exchanging blows to the face and body. We are definitely going at it. I hear Savvy in the background screaming for us to stop. I never take my eyes off her ex, however. I yell at Saint to get his mother before she can get hurt. He is holding her back as she yells at us to stop but I plan on beating this dude’s ass.
I’m enjoying this exchange but trust and believe when I'm done playing with him, I’m going to rock his ass to sleep. Then all hell really breaks loose. Savvy gets away from Saint and goes to get in between us and the punch that was meant for me landed on Savannah's face! Aww hell no. I don’t give a fuck if it was an accident no one asks for this piece of shit to be here in the first place. Savannah falls into me and I catch her. Saint comes around to check on Savvy too.
Her ex comes over to Savannah trying to check on her and I really lose it. I gently place Savvy in Saint’s arms and unleash all thirty years of special forces training on his ass. The first punch I throw rocks his clock. I follow that up with a right and left hook, then an uppercut. I jab his ass dead in his mouth and blood sprays everywhere. I hit his ass in the kidney, and I know his ass is going to pissing blood for a week and I hit his ass in the same kidney again for good measure. I pick his ass up by the throat and slam his ass on top of my SUV.
I squeeze his neck tighter. I hope I crush his fucking windpipe. All his fight is gone and he’s trying to get my hands from around his neck. I hear Savannah again begging for me to stop to not kill him. Is she crying? That breaks through the red haze and I pick his ass up off the hood of the SUV and drop his ass on the ground. I want to stomp his ass so bad, but I don't. I turn to Savvy and see the bruise and swelling on her cheek and want to pull out my desert eagle and put a hole in his ass. She tentatively reaches out to me and I frown down at her.
I don't care how mad I am or what I am doing I would never hurt you Savannah, I tell her. And grab her to my chest. Mell comes over to us with an ice pack for Savannah’s face. I take it and place it on her cheek, and she winces.
“Maybe I should take you to urgent care,” I say.
I really don’t know how she stayed conscious after that hit. Her ex-hits hard even to me.
“I’m fine Joshua,” she says.
“Uh oh I’m back to Joshua? Will you please let me take you to urgent care?”
“Yeah, mom can you just go and make sure you’re ok?” Saint says while he’s helping his dad get up.
“Fine she says.”
“Savannah, I didn’t mean to hit you it was an accident,” he says, and I have to stop myself from beating his ass again.
“Dad you need to leave. You started this shit and if my momma is hurt more than this, your ass will not be welcomed back at my house.”
“You don’t mean that Saint,” he says.
“Yes, I do. You treated her like shit, cheated and disrespected her the whole time y’all were together. She finally walks away and all you’ve done is try to guilt and blackmail her into being back with you and when that didn’t work you got married to flaunt it in her face. You have been antagonizing my mother for almost thirty years. And now because you can’t bear to see her finally moving on with another man you come to my house specifically to start some shit. I love you but not more than I love my momma. She busted her ass for me and my siblings while you were off living with and supporting other women, while y’all was supposed to be together. I know the sacrifices she made because I was there to see them. So yeah, about my momma I will have no problems cutting you off.”
“Fine,” he says. And gets back in his car and leaves.
