Chapter one

~ Chresanto pov ~ ( School )

Me: *Running down the hallway*

James: Don't run now * catches me *

Me: Please leave me alone!

James: Hell No Little Bitch *Punches me in my face*

I fell to the ground holding my mouth trying to stop the blood from coming out then him and his friends started kicking me hard in my legs stomach chest face... then after a while I felt a sharp pain in my chest and threw up blood then I herd a familiar voice say...

??: What the hell* Runs over to me * What wrong with you James!! She said glaring at him

I was me girlfriend India we have been going out for a while now I think at least 6 or 7 months... I think Ugh! I don't really give a flyin fuck she knows she don't care about me and I know that to Why don't she just leave me alone...

James: Nothing baby *Grabs her waist and pulls her closer to him* Now give big daddy a kiss

India:Hell No Get Yo Ass Of Me Nigga!*Pushes him in to the locker and trys to walk away from him*

James: Baby don't do me like that! * Grabs her hand and trys pullin her back*

India: James I don't like you and I don't want nothing to do with you EVER!!! * Gets out his grip*

James: * Grabs her again*

India:*Slaps him dead in the face* Get yo mother fucking hands of me nigga! Learn some respect !!!* walks to me and helps me up* You Okae baby?

James signals his friends to leave and the left.

As India was talking to me I didn't pay her any attention I let go of her hand and ran out the school I didn't know where I was going but anywhere but at that stupid ass school would be fine.

Little after school I found 20 dollars so I went to the store then somebody punched me in my face and I fell to the ground I looked up to see who it was and guess who...JAMES!!

James:*Walks up to me* Nobody is here to help yo ass now!!*Starts beatin me up while I'm on the ground*

I just sat my ass there as he was beatin me up maybe today will be the day I die thank Lord I don't have to annoy anybody anymore I just pray that I die right now...he continued to beat my ass then a voice say...

??:YO what you doing to little nigga over der leave him alone!!

James: Mind yah damn business!!!

Before I blacked out I seen the boys beatin James's ass I seen a guy with a Afro a guy with 2 braids and one with blonde hair and a nose piercing...Everything went black..

~Hospital~

I was waking up and hearing voices one was familiar and the rest were not my vision was blurry

India: OMG! He looks terrible!!

??:sshh he is wakin up!!

Me: *my eyes openes and I groaned in pain*

India: Chresanto!!! *She hugged me*Your alive

Me: (mumbles) sadly

India: What? Chresanto why did you say that you should be happy that your alive

Me: Well nobody cares for me not even you India your just like everybody else you like seen me hurt just like everyone you don't care!!

India: Why would you think I didn't care?! If I didn't care I wouldn't be here right now and these boys wouldn't of never helped you *Start tearing up* Chres I do care about you I love you and you just don't under stand that!! Open your eyes! * Cries and runs out the room *

Me: What ever! * Rolls my eyes *

Blondie: Hey Wassup I'm Craig but call me Prodigy or Prod for short this is Jacob call him Princeton or Prince this is Rayan but call him Ray Ray or Ray

Me: kae so?! I don't care!

Ray: Nigga yah girlfriend is right you are heartless. We could of let that nigga kill you

Me: I never asked for your help!

Ray: What you say to me nigga?

Me: You herd me Nigga!

Prod:Dude you needa chill the fuck out! Do you wanna die or something?

Me: Oh Yes give me a gun and I promise I'll do it!

Prince: You need to stop with those emotions and shit your crazy as fuck nigga!

Me: I don't give a shit!

Prod: Know what you got additude we can use your ass on our team!

Ray: * looks at him like he is crazy* What the hell is wrong with you Prod?! Hes a soft nigga can't be havin somebody like that on our team man he can't even defend for his self he just got his ass whopped!! He can't fight!

Me: Yes I can fight nigga! I said trying to sit up in pain.

Ray: Oh really? Prove it then nigga!

Me:*Looks at him fearlessly* I will!

Ray: Okae nigga * gets a cocky smile on his face* fight one of us!

Me: Ugh!....* swallows hard* o-okae

Doctor: Chresanto August right?

Me: Yes it's me

Doctor: You can leave your healthy just little sore in your shoulder not really going to hurt you

Me: That's great! *sarcastic*

Doctor: Okae I'm glad your happy now time to leave

Me:*Gets up and walks to my hoodie puts it on and walks out they Follow *

We was walking down the street and it was getting dark and Prodigy said...

Prod: Yo you need to work out your fat as hell if you wanna hang with us you need to work out!

Me: I don't wanna be with y'all...

Ray: BYE NIGGA!

Me:I wasn't done talking nigga! Let me finish !

Ray:*Crosses his arms* Then continue!

Me: Well as I was sayin I don't wanna be with y'all but I have nothing better to do so Why not?..-.- I'm not fat I'm chubby nigga!

Prod: I'm just sayin you in or not?

Me: I said Yea nigga

Ray: WHOA WHOA WHOA YOU AIN'T GETTIN OFF THE HOOK THIS TIME WE FIGHTIN WEN WE GET TO THE GYM AND IF YOU LOSE WE JUMPING YOU!

PROD: I don't think..* Gco*

Ray: nawe Prod this nigga ain't putting me down making me look bad Thhh!

Me: Okae then * Nervous voice*

~at the gym~

I look at the boys as they work out...I know what your thinking! I'M NOT GAY it's just they killin them punching bags

Prod: *Turns around* Are you enjoyin yourself?

Me:Don't think of me like that nigga! I'm not gay!

Prod: *Laughs* Okae

Just them Ray Ray walks in

Ray: You ready little Bitch!?

Me: Don't call me a Bitch!

Ray:*Smirks* Why you look-in scared then nigga? Get up Bitch!

Me: Stop callin me a bitch nigga you a bitch!

Ray: Oh so your punk ass is tuff now? Well it's time to fi- * gco*

I punched him in his face he fell to the floor and I start hittin him repeatedly in his face hard and then Prince and Prod came over and I beat them you to then I got tired and stopped they got up they were whiping the blood of there selves and Prod drank his Gatorade Prince did the same Ray looked hurt but he began to do the punching bag

Prod: Damn you beat the fuck out of us* punching the punching bag* wanna give this a try?

Me: I don't know about that

Ray:* Turned around * Nigga get up and much the damn bag like you just did us! He said throwing some punching gloves at me. Take your shirt off!

Me: Hell No Nigga! I yelled

Ray: Take it off it's to hot for that long sleeve shirt as shit!

Me: Fine!* takes off my shirt and starts punching the punching bag*

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