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THE DEEP ATTRACTION

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Girlfight by Brooke Valentine

"Me and my girls we down to ride, So when ya hear us pull up bring ya ass outside. And if tryin' to call ya cousin and them, Don't forget that I got some of them."

CAYETON MURRAY
DECEMBER 17th, 2007.
MONDAY 11:03 pm

"HE'S MINE! YOU may have had him once but I got him all the timeeee." Cayeton sung her entire heart out riding in the car with her sister, cousins and Zane.

Taraji and Dwayne had took his own car by theirselves for privacy, but Cayeton didn't even care. She was on cloud nine because she finally got the last laugh.

She couldn't wait for people to see the damage her and her girls did to kamaria. That would show Samir who the real woman was, and not kamaria who was trying to portray as such.

"You feeling this shit a lil too much. I know you ain't pressed over that lil ass nigga for real." Zane mugged the side of her face turning his stereo down.

She rolled her eyes letting a out breath. "Boy we don't even have no static over him, this was between me and her and I handled mines." She boasted and her cousins started laughing in the back finding it hilarious.

"Whew girl I am happy I came out with y'all tonight, I haven't got down like that in a while." cayetons cousin bubbles cackled finding it hilarious.

"No for real, and that bitch better not fuck with my baby cousin again or we can make another trip with her weak ass." Riri slapped palms with bubbles giving her a high five.

"Shit the way she was beating you and Cayeton ass at once you lucky peaches jumped in for y'all." Zane chastised. He wasn't even going to say nothing, but he had a strong feeling it was over the nigga samir he met at the water park and he just felt like he needed to tear their ego down a little.

"Boy shut the fuck up, we was giving it to her ass." Riri rolled her eyes.

Peaches, the third cousin rolled her eyes. She was eighteen and her jumping days were over, but her cousin Cayeton was getting wore out by kamaria so she had to do what she had to do.

Still she was tired of hearing about it, they did what they had to do and now she was ready to go home.

"Cayeton she was handling yo ass but alright you got that." He shrugged pulling into cayetons apartment complex. He parked in the visitors spot, noticing there were still groups kids of hanging out at the late hour of the night.

They didn't care, their generation loved to hang out. "Alright, fuck up out my truck." Zane licked his lips looking at all of them.

Cayeton smacked her teeth, "baby I know your not mad." She pouted as her sister and cousins piled out of his car.

He didn't say anything, instead staring straight ahead so she could get out of his face and quickly. When he didn't respond she groaned and aggressively opened the door, hopping out with her things and slamming the door.

He rolled the window down quickly, "slam my shit again and see what happen bitch!" He shouted putting it in reverse almost running her feet over as she jumped back.

She rolled her eyes walking up the stairs to her front door and opening it seeing her cousins lounged around her living room. They had been staying with her for a while and she was beyond annoyed.

Peaches and bubbles were twins and eighteen, and riri was younger at seventeen. Their mom was in rehab so that's where they were until she was out.

"Girl that nigga is trippin bad." Bubbled said stuffing popcorn in her mouth.

"Right."

"But yeah sis, since you just knocked that hoe out her spot you might as well call ya main nigga and get him back." Caitlyn boosted her head.

"You bitches are dumb and dumber." Peaches shook her head. "I can't wait to go to college away from this trifling ass family." She muttered.

"You got something to say peaches?" Cayeton snaked her head placing her hand on her hip , standing there full of sass. She was definitely smelling her self, she felt like the shit, but peaches was about to kill that right now.

"Yeah cay I do. Why the fuck you go sneak that girl and start a fight if you can't fucking scrap." Peaches spat standing to her feet.

"Nobody asked you to jump in!" Cayeton shouted back feeling offended.

"You didn't need to, she was handing your ass on a silver fucking platter! Stop going around starting shit! Over a no good ass nigga at that." Peaches fumed.

"Girl you acting like you want him or something, let me fucking find out hoe. She was not whooping my ass. She only got advantage over me cause Kourtney jumped in, I was beating her ass!" Cayeton seethed.

"Ion want that nigga bitch and you shouldn't either. I went to the pier to have a good fucking time, not to jump a bitch I don't know cause you cant handle your own and finish what you start. And the quicker you realize how stupid you look the better. The fuck out my face." Peaches mushed Cayeton hardly walking past her into the room that her and her other two sisters shared, slamming the door.

Cayeton clenched her jaw wanted to go after her, but stopped herself. "Y'all sister is trippin man." Cayeton flopped on the couch.

"Yeah she a lil grouchy, but it's probably cause she been in your shoes before. Fighting over Niggas she thought loved her and what not." Riri shrugged.

"Samir does love me!" Cayeton exclaimed.

"And apart from that, me and that ugly ass hoe ain't fighting over no nigga. This about my respect, I just been waiting to catch her ass." Cayeton muttered.

"Girl fuck what they talkin bout, a nigga that don't want you wouldn't have did the shit for you that he was doing. He was buying you clothes, and taking you out and all that." Caitlyn tried to make her feel better but Cayeton couldn't help but to side eye her sister. She couldn't admit that she had lied about a few minor things because then she would look crazy, but she knew in her heart that he loved her, he was just confused.

"Yeah your right."

"Exactly, so call him boo. Let him know you fought for his love and you won. Tell him you'll do it a million times over again and again. That'll win him over." Caitlyn encouraged.

Cayeton sighed pulling a flip phone from her clutch purse, clicking on his contact before pressing the outgoing call to the line in his room.

"Yoo, who is this?" He questioned immediately since he didn't recognize the number.

"It's me, Cayeton." She bit on her bottom lip nervously.

Samirs face scrunched up, he was not over Saturday at all. She put him in a lot of shit and he had just fixed it, so talking to her wasn't smart.

"What Cayeton." He sighed.

She looked at her cousins who were dying to know what he was saying and she smiled as if everything was all good.

"I'm ready for you too come back home to me slim. You can't get nothing from mari that you cant get from me if not more." She smirked.

"The fuck does that mean Cayeton?" He questioned seriously not likening her tone. Like she knew something he didnt.

"I'm just saying slim, you a fine ass nigga we both know that. And you got a future in basketball, you gone have girls flocking to you any way they can. How you gone have a girl that cant even hold her position and beat a bitch ass if she got too?" She grinned as her cousins and sister giggled.

"Nigga...what?" His eye twitched.

"Do I have to spell it out for you slim, that soft ass bitch can't even beat my ass, how the fuck she gone beat other bitches ass." She giggled as he slowly sat up, his eyes darted to the clock on his dresser seeing it was past eleven.

"Look ion do puzzle and riddles, you got some shit you wanna tell me?" He asked her tired of the subliminals.

"Oh nothing, just that I whooped that ass at the pier tonight." She yawned eyeing the nubs on her nails since they weren't done.

"Bitch what the fuck are you talkin bout!" He lashed, anger seeping through his pores.

"Damn you real mad bout that, I would check on that hoe if I was you. She was real beat." Cayeton giggled trying to get under his skin.

"You a dead man Cayeton. Fuck off my line." The line went silent since he hung up. She pulled her phone back staring at it in disbelief. He couldn't be serious.

Her heart was pounding at the venom laced in his tone when he said that.

What did he mean?

—

KAMARIA WOODS
DECEMBER 17th, 2007.
MONDAY 11:03 pm

KAMARIA AND KOURTNEY stood on the curb where they had decided to meet for her brother to pick them up, as he pulled up trying to see if his eyes were playing tricks on him.

Kamaria huffed knowing she wouldn't hear the end of it. If she wasn't already embarrassed as of now the way Kyaire looked at her would've done it. She knew it wasn't her fault she lost, she could handle her own, but getting jumped by three people was just a low probability.

Still she felt weak, and she couldn't wait to get her pay back, for her and Kourtney. If they thought they got away if they were sadly mistaken and they were coming sooner then they thought.

Kourtney was already plotting on Taraji for sure , because at one point she was her friend, so she had to get it the worst. They had deeply underestimated the two.

"What the fuck happened to y'all face!" Kyaire roared gripping kamarias chin turning her head to face him. She couldn't even look him in the face as he checked out the cuts and bruises on her face and the busted lip.

He looked at Kourtney next seeing she was almost identical. "Who the fuck did this shit?" He asked another question unable to stomach it.

Kamaria was his baby, seeing her like this did something to him.

"We got jumped." She muttered with a pout on her face, crossing her arms over her chest slouching into the seat. "By Cayeton and her people." She finished.

"Ouuu i can't wait til I see one of those bitches" kourtney spoke hitting her fist against her palm. She didn't care, every one of them was about to feel their pain. She wouldn't have it any other way.

"So what she jumped you cause of slim?" Kyaire was trying to understand and remain calm as he cruised down the street towards their neighborhood.

The way he was feeling, and the way her face looked, he was ready to start a riot, but he needed to calm down, and think about it first.

"I guess. It's no other reason we beefin." She shrugged. She had never lost a fight in her life, she was hot and didn't want to talk.

For the rest of the car ride home they all sat and silently thought to themselves until he pulled in their drive way. Kyaire quickly got in the car and Kourtney and kamaria did the same thing.

Kyaire pulled the screen door back and bursted through the front door. "Ma come look at lil bit face!" He yelled through the whole house. Kamaria huffed walking through the door behind him and Kourtney followed.

"Boy why are you out here yelling—" she paused laying eyes on her daughter. "The fuck?!" She yelled scurrying to the two girls assessing their bruises and cuts.

"Oh my god y'all need some ice and..and..and what the hell happened!" She couldn't even form a sentence correctly.

"We got jumped! Fuck!" Kamaria yelled not even realizing she had just cursed at her mother. She was so frustrated, her body was aching, her head was killing her and she was tired of saying she got jumped, it pissed her off even more.

Simone didn't even say anything about it because she couldn't imagine how she felt. "Both of y'all sit on the couch imma get y'all some ice packs and you can tell me what happened." She shook her head, heading towards the kitchen.

Kamaria and Kourtney went flopping on the couch feeling defeated as Kyaire paced the living room.

"We know where that bitch live." He stated to himself with a nod, "who else was there?" He paused looking at them.

When Kourtney went to open her mouth the screen door opened alarming them that they left the front door open. "Where lil bit?" Samir asked frantically only seeing Kyaire at the time.

Before he could answer his eyes snapped to the two on the couch and his breathing picked up rapidly as his chest heaved up and down. "what the fuck?!" He bellowed as his blood began to boil.

"Boy what are you doing here, you can't be out after eleven you have a curfew!" Kamaria shot to her feet instantly forgetting about her situation.

"Ion give a fuck about that curfew! looking at yo fucking face!" He gripped her chin like Kyaire did, looking at her face. Unlike she did with Kyaire, she stared at Samir instead of looking away, trying to read his thoughts.

His jaw tightened as he assessed the large bruise on her left cheek, the purple ring bruise around her right eye, the small shallow gash going along her jaw, a part of her ear hole was slightly ripped from her hoops, and the cut on her cup from it being busted.

He knew she wouldn't need stitches but the gash needed to be tended too and so did her lip, and ear.

Ain't no way Cayeton did this by herself. He thought along with the other murderous thoughts going through his head.

"How many people was it lil bit." He asked with his eyes penetrating her soul. The look on his face was so deadly she was scared to even utter the number from fear that he would go berserk.

"S-Six" she stuttered.

"Against two of y'all?" He clarified watching her nod slowly as Simone entered, a gasp slipping from her lips.

"Why are you here slim! you have curfew." She walked towards Kourtney with a ice pack and she happily took it placing it on the bruise on her cheek.

Her face was almost identical to maris except she didn't have a gash, or a ripped ear lobe.

"With all due respect, I don't care about that right now." He took the ice pack from her and gripped kamarias wrist pulling her into the bathroom ignoring the look Kyaire and Simone had given them.

Simone figured they had it so she rushed to grab the phone, she needed to make calls.

Kyaire blew out a breath going to sit next to Kourtney as she pouted with the ice pack sitting on her face. He reached his hand up, pulling her hand away from her face to look at the bruise again. "Thank you for being there for my sister." He stated. He always had seen Kourtney as his sister too, so he was appreciative of her knowing his sister would've been ten times worse if she was on her own.

"It's all good." She shrugged.

Back in the bathroom, kamaria had just lifted herself on the counter after handing Samir the first aid kit. She could tend to her own wounds, it wasn't her first rodeo.

He didn't care though.

"Hold this to your face." He told her softly, standing between her legs. She took the wrapped up ice pack, putting it on her cheek as he ripped open the small wipe in a small square packet.

"Is that gone burn?" She frowned looking at it and he shook his head no.

"It's alcohol free mama, I gotta clean it or it'll get infected." He muttered opening it up. She sighed feeling the cold wipe hit her cut.

"How you know how to do this." She made conversation to fill the awkward silence.

The elephant in the room.

The fact she was in the situation because a girl was mad over him.

"Jail fights." He stated calmly without a second thought.

After that, she stayed quiet for the remainder of the time as he cleaned the cuts, put ointment on her jaw, and a large bandaid since they didn't have gauze.

"I'm sorry ma, ian think she would take it this far." He shook his head after he put the stuff up.

"I'm fine. But tomorrow, it's nothing but up." She swore staring him in the eyes. She meant every word too.

"Shouldn't be no other way." He grinned. He didn't want her fighting because of him, but she had to get Cayeton back for this or she would be seen as soft and weak. He wasn't letting her go out like that.

He leaned forward placing a peck on her lips, before he deepened the kiss placing both of his hands on each side of her on the counter turning his head.

He pulled back pecking her lips two more times. "I'm sorry." He apologized once again. "I gotta go home." He told her knowing he was violating probation, but at the time he didn't even care.

"Yeah I know. Be safe." She smiled softly before he backed up and she jumped off the counter as they left the bathroom.

"Finally, preciate it slim." Kyaire stood going to look at kamarias face. Kourtney had fallen asleep on the couch.

"Fasho, I gotta go but imma be back in the morning." He told them already halfway out the door.

"Alright."

"YEAH SO IM trynna see if you can bring Tamirah and nem." Simone spoke in the wireless house phone as she paced back and forth in the living room.

Kamaria rolled her eyes holding the ice pack to her bruise cheek as she sat in the couch with a full blown attitude. She was tired of waiting, she wanted to pull up now, but she knew they needed more than Kourtney and kamaria, and they were most likely at school.

Cayeton and her people went to a different school then them, but Taraji went to the same school, so they figured once school was over they would go and catch her afterwards first and they were thinking about jumping her, but Kourtney wanted her to herself. Especially because she brought her around her friend and vouched for her just for her to be weird.

"Yes, they said it's six of them but our house visit is gone be five of them so we need all three." Simone spoke seriously. If they thought they were getting away with what they did to them they were crazy. "Alright, that's fine." She said before hanging up.

"Your cousins are gonna be here at three when they get out of school and go home to change." She said.

"All three of em?" She questioned watching her mother nod. Simone had one sister, and she had three daughters back to back. Simone's younger sister Selena was wild in her teen days, but they all had the same dad and she married him so she didn't care.

Their daughters were Tamirah who was 16, keala pronounced ke-ayla who was 17, and silver who was 18. They lived in play lot, which was a neighborhood like hers, and they were notorious for their famous rumbles. They stayed in fights.

It was like a sport to them.

"Cool." Kamaria nodded while Samir sat next to her with Kourtney on the other side. Kyaire and kyree took up the other couch along with tameeka who had to be apart of this.

She couldn't believe her eyes when she saw her. She was livid.

"Well we finna go get dressed school almost over and we gotta catch her" kamaria stood up signaling her bestfriend to get up too.

Kourtney immediately got up because she couldn't wait. She had been thinking about it when she went to sleep and when she woke up.

In no time they were back out dressed in lounging clothes. Kamaria had on grey sweat pants and a gray over sized zip up jacket, with a white wife beater under, and a black sports bra for extra support because she didn't want her boobs to fall out while fighting. It happened all the time with others.

"Aight we rollin." Kyaire stood up first. "We'll be back ma."

"Can I pleaseeeeeee come!" Kyree begged. He needed to see this, and there was no way to record it so he had to have front row seats.

"Better hurry up."

They all piled in the car , and kamaria lapped up with Samir so that kyree could fit in the car , but they didn't even have time to dwell on it because they had to get to school.

In no time Kyaire was pulling up to the seven eleven next to the school so that they would be on school premises, and hopped out. In a pack of five they walked towards the school just as students started piling out.

"She walk over here everyday." Kourtney stated confidently. Samir stuffed his hands in his pockets waiting.

Eventually Taraji was spotted walking and laughing with a random girl she didn't know but that didn't stop Kourtney. Kourtney started walking towards her growing angrier the closer she got.

"Taraji wassup!?" Kourtney shouted once she was close enough and that caught by standers attention. Taraji looked back and realized what time it was. She knew it was coming. Since they hadn't showed up she figured they had been scared.

Kourntey skipped for her last few steps getting amped up, and exchanged no more words cocking her fist back putting all her anger as she rocked Taraji making her head fly back.

Kyree hissed as everybody quickly crowded. Taraji couldn't keep up with Kourtney if she tried as she threw punch after punch, putting her all in the hits. She had been waiting for this since it happened .

Kourtney wasn't letting up, even after she felt the crack in tarajis nose and she screamed for them to get off of her. "Lil bit go get hits in." Kyaire pushed her.

She didn't hesitate to hover over Taraji too, staring to throw left and right hooks over and over hoping her face looked as bad as theirs if not worse.

Kourtney started kicking her just how they did them making sure she felt all their pain as she crouched in a fetal position to help herself.

"Aight yall we gotta bounce!" Kyaire finally spoke as everybody stood around astonished. Kourtney had the hands for real, but they had never seen her go that hard.

She was hurt.

"Bitch ass hoe." Kourtney spat kicking her one more time before they ran off

"I can't wait til I graduate." Cayeton stressed closing the car door on the passenger side.

"Right." Bubbles stressed getting out with her sisters and Caitlyn.

"Thats them hoes right there, cousin?" Tamirah asked in the driver seat of the car with her sisters plus Kourtney and kamaria.

In the car behind them was tameeka, Simone, Kyaire, Samir and kyree.

"Yep, let's go." Kamaria pushed the door open, and got out before any of them wasting no time.

She skipped to get to them quicker and she didn't say anything when she turned Cayeton with her left hand to face, her immediately slamming her right fist across her face after.

She wouldn't give her the pleasure of a fair fight because she snuck her the night before.

The hasty blow felt unparalleled to any pain Cayeton had endured in her seventeen years of life. She couldn't fight back if she tried; her jaw felt dislocated.

The second jab to her face had her screaming out in agony as floaters and colors distorted her vision before her eyelid swelled. She cowered from the hits raining down on her with a vengeance.

"Ohhh hell nah!" Caitlyn exclaimed about to go for her before Kourtney pounced in her face as hard as she could with brass knuckles on her fingers almost knocking the light out of her.

Samir winced watching from afar leaning on the car with the rest of them as Caitlyn and Kourtney went at it next to their cousins versus kamarias.

They couldn't keep up at all.

"Damnnn." Kyaire winced as kamaria sent a uppercut to cayetons lowered head. Cayeton head flew back and her neck cracked.

The scream gained from Cayeton had Samir and Kyaire looking around knowing she would gain attention, she and her sister Caitlyn had to be getting it the worst because there was pain behind the hits they were receiving, kamaria and Kourtney were in relentless mode.

Kamaria grabbed a hand full of cayetons hair slammed her head onto the ground as all the air got knocked from her body before she started stomping her out.

Kyaire had a yikes expression on his face. He knew his sister was viscous with fights, but it had been a while since he had saw her in action, and this side come out. She was like another person. It seemed as if she was ten times worse.

"That's right lil bit, beat her fucking ass! Break her neck!" Simone yelled encouraging it. She loved watched her daughter release her inner monster on the ones who deserved it.

Kamaria squatted and drove her bloody fist into cayetons face like she owed her money.

Once she realized the girl wasn't screaming anymore she stood to her feet and punted her in the rib cage just for extra measures.

"Alright yall let's roll, y'all did y'all shit."

Damn, who knew they had it in them....thoughts and predictions?

Yalllll I have the best idea for my next urban, I can't waitttt. But I gotta tie some lose ends first 😞Goodnight.

MYA OUT🫡