They followed me with irrelevant questions, but I wasn’t responding. I think that is what made them even madder.
“I know you hear us, bitch! Talk shit like you usually do. Talk to us how you used to talk to my sister.”
One of them then hit me upside the head with their fist, and my body flew forward. I’ve been hit on and beaten so badly weeks ago that their little lick didn’t hurt me physically, butmentally, it made me want to snap almost instantly, and I turned around, squaring up with them bitches.
“Y’all better get the fuck back and keep your fucking hands off of me! I’m not fuckin playing with y’all. Go head.” I turned and started to walk faster away from them.
“Nah, bitch, don’t run away. Talk your shit. Be confident like you were when your baby daddy was around. Or should we say the nigga you lied to about being your baby father? We all knew that Crew wouldn’t get no bum ass bitch like you pregnant anyway. I guess you pulled a joke on him, too.”
“Crew took a DNA test, okay? And trust me, no matter where I grew up, this pussy is still good as fuck and fat as your mama. I bet you wish you could ask your sister about it, huh?”
I couldn’t help but talk shit even though I knew I was outnumbered.
One of them swung at me again, but she missed, and I took off running. I ran into the building and slammed the door shut and it jammed, thank God, and they had a hard time getting in. While they struggled, I ran up the steps, running until I reached my apartment. I rushed inside and closed the door.
“Yo, what the fuck is going on with you?” Princeton asked.
“Emoney’s bitch ass sisters are chasing me, trying to fuckin fight.”
“Oh, they want some? They can come get some.”
Princeton stood up and took a hunting knife out of his pants.
“No, you’re not about to stab them and get in trouble, Princeton.”
“Fuck them bitches. How am I going to get in trouble for defending my sister?”
“Because you will, and I don’t have time for that shit. They’re not coming up in here, so we’re good,”
I replied, but knocks and kicking started at the door.
“Those bitches better leave Pernelle, I’m telling you. I’m ready to die about some shit anyway.”
“Princeton, shut up. Why would you say that? Why are you ready to die?”
“I’m just saying, they’re not about to keep fucking with you.”
I was actually happy my brother was ready to defend me, but I hated to think of him getting in trouble for some shit that ultimately involved me. This would be the second time that shit happened to him.
“Bitch, open up! Open up! We just want to talk to your trifling ass.”
“If y’all don’t fucking leave right now, I swear to God!” I yelled back through the door.
“You swear to God what? You’re not going to do shit. We’re not leaving until you come out and get your one, your two, and your three, bitch!”
“I’m not coming out there to fight y’all. Are y’all fucking stupid?”
“Now we’re angry as fuck, and we want to know what the fuck you want to do!”
They started kicking the door again and it was so loud it made my baby start crying from the banging, and that really pissed me off.
“You know what? I got something for y’all asses! Watch this!”
I went over to my phone to dial the last person that I wanted to talk to right now, but I knew his ass would get them away from my door.
Crew almost answered on the first ring.
“Crew.”
