Shayla

I dropped my back and froze, looking at Quincy on top of Taylor...fucking. The sound of me slamming door got their attention.

"Oh shit!" Quincy said once he realized I was standing there staring at the both of them. Quincy quickly got up and rushed over to me.

"Shayla... baby I can expl- "

I smacked the shit out of him and repeatedly started hitting him causing him to use his arms to block my hits. At that point I was fucking hurt, pissed and ready to fuck everything up in sight.

"YOU FUCKING BITCH" I screamed hitting him while hot tears rolled down my cheeks. I noticed Taylor started to cry as she wrapped the blanket around her bare body.

"YOU FUCKING HO ASS BITCH" I Lunged across the room to Taylor bed and got on top of her ass, punching her in the face nonstop.

"GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME LA STOP' She shrieked in agony as I punched her with both of my fists. I felt Quincy try to grab me but my fist connected with his jaw.

"Yoo Shayla chill the fuck out!"

Taylor started pulling my hair, yanking my hair to the side.

"Get the fuck off my hair you stupid bitch" I screamed and spitting in her face. While I continued to punch her, I felt her yank my chain that Eric gave me, causing it to pop.

"You hating ass bitch! you broke my fucking chain Ima kill yo muthaphucking ass" I started scratching at her face as she put her hands around my neck and tried to choke me.

"OPEN THE DOOR! RIGHT NOW! OR IM CALLING CAMPUS POLICE" I heard a voice yell outside of my dorm room. The knocks became louder and grew more frantic.

Quincy picked me up by my waist, grabbing me off of Taylor. I looked at my hands and saw it was covered with blood and so was my shirt.

I heard my dorm room door swing open, with my Hall and RA director standing in the hallway. My hair was all over my head like a big mess. I felt welts on my neck and my lip was busted. There were other students in the hall way and some passing by as my room became the center of attention.

"Get the fuck off me" I kicked violently and smacking Quincy as he held me.

The RA and Hall director grabbed me out of Quincy grasp. I looked and seen Taylor sitting on her knees in the bed, crying at the top of her lungs, naked and her face was fucked all the way up. Bloody and some of her real hair laying on the dorm floor.

I looked around and seen everyone staring at me in silence in the hallway. The Hall director, a white short lady with brown hair frowned her lips at me.

"Grab your thing Ms. Grant" she sighed.

I looked and seen campus police and NYPD coming down the hall. I picked up my bag and tried running down the hall but was blocked by campus police.

"Ms. Grant" the tall over weight cop said to me. I stood there in silence.

"10-4" I heard the cop walkie talkie say. The cop pulled out a pair of handcuffs and pinning me against the wall, placing the cuffs on my wrist.

'You have the right to remain silent" he said and yanked me down the hall way. I heard people muttering as I screamed.

"WHY THE FUCK AM I BEING ARRESTED, THEM MOTHAFUCKERS NEED TO BE ARRESTED. GET THE FUCK, OFF ME" I shook violently, trying to get out of the cop's tight grasp. I felt the cop take my small ass and pinned me against the wall.

"I'm not gonna tell your little ass again. YOU HAVE THE RIGHT TO REMAIN FUCKING SILENT" he said through a clenched jaw.

We proceeded down the hall way and out the dorm lobby doors and into the sunset. Some people I knew watched in shock, while some of the city bystanders watch as they led me in the back the NYPD police car.

They shoved me in the back of the cop car.  I heard the cop sirens go off as they pulled off with me in the backseat.

5 hours later.

I sat in this dark grey cold ass dirty cell with my head in my hands. Taylor dry blood was still all over my hands and shirt. I kept feeling around my neck because my necklace was gone.

That snake bitch, I'm gonna kill that bitch when I get fuck out of here, I thought as I shook my leg. I can't believe my ass is sitting in a precinct right now. My thoughts were interrupted by someone who asked me what I'm in for.

"What you in here for?" I heard a voice ask. I looked and seen a girl that was always around Baisley. Her name was cookie

"Shit cookie what you doing in here? I asked her. she spat on the floor and pulled her hair back in a ponytail.

"Got caught with some work. Violated my probation" she said and shook her head. "I never thought I see yo prissy ass in here" she smiled.

"My roommate and my old nigga got caught fucking" I got angry all over explaining that to cookie.

"Grant" I looked up at the pink face cop standing on the other side of the cell.

"Get up, you getting picked up" he said while grabbing the keys to the cell. I stood up and walked to the opening cell door.

"Keep your head up La" I heard cookie yell out to me.

I head nodded in her direction. When I approached the desk to sign out all the color left my face when I seen Marlon and my mom sitting on the bench. My mom looked up at me, LIVID while Marlon just shook his head at me.

At this point I didn't even give a fuck. That bitch had it coming to her. I thought she was my friend, but she fucked my first she nothing but a dead bitch to me.

I signed all my paper work and walked past my mom and Marlon, outside the precinct.

"DON'T YOU WALK AWAY FROM ME WHAT THE FUCK HAS GOTTEN INTO YOU" I heard my mom yell behind me. I felt her arm grab me and turned me around. I rolled my eyes.

"I've been through enough tonight ma please"

My mom raised her hand to my face and smacked it. She stared at me with piercing red eyes, making tears swell in mine. I looked at Marlon who just stared at me with disappointment.

"You got some goddamn nerve speaking to me like that where I" she pointed to herself. "had to come up here and get your trifling ass out"

I stood there and folded my arms, tears falling out my eyes and rolling down my cheek. the cool air made my face sting a little.

"I don't know what the fuck has gotten into you since you came back from Cali but your auntie told me you be running out there with some thug maybe your ass need to stay away from him and Cali cause I NEVER thought I'd had to pick your ass up out of anywhere" she spat.

"Eric has nothing to do with this" I yelled in his defense.

"Oh his name is Eric? I quite frankly don't give a shit what his name is, but what I do know if you was focusing on your studies and not some dick you wouldn't have time to be fighting and shit"

I flared my nose and furrowed my eyebrows. I had nothing to say.

"Now get your narrow ass in the car NOW and yes your father will know about this" she roared, while walking over to the driver side of her green Toyota. Marlon shook his head and climbed in the front seat alongside mom. I stomped my foot and felt the water works coming again as I climbed in the backseat.

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Eric

I looked at the clock. Midnight it read. I know it was 3am on the east coast but it's not like Shayla to not answer the call. We set a time every day to speak to each other.  I called like 4 times and still received no answer.

I walked to my couch and let out a hard sigh. It's been a long day any way. Our group NWA and the posse is making a killing, getting air play, buzzed all around California and other cities. I took my zig zag out the pack and started rolling up, hearing the phone ring.

"Yo" I said into the receiver.

"sup nigga hell you doing" I heard cube ask me. I sucked my teeth thinking it was Shayla.

"Shit. rolling up, why you calling me so late" I licked the zig zag waiting for a response

"Nigga. I'm calling to tell you that your girl got arrested today" cube laughed. I sat up and pushed the phone closer to my ear

"stop lying, what she get arrested for? Violating the fashion police" I chuckled causing cube to let a small laugh out.

"Nah nigga, she beat her roommate ass or something. Rih said she messed that girl up pretty bad. Might wanna press charges"

"Damn, but for what?" I pulled in and let the blunt fill my lungs and exhaled through my nose.

"I don't know, I was listening through the door, she don't know I know"

I chuckled. "You a mark cube"

"Fuck you nigga, but ima hollla at you, don't say nothing to Shayla about you knowing"

I heard someone in cube background say "Who you on the phone with this time of night" I laughed.

"Don't say shit just hang up" Cube whispered into the phone.

"HELLO" I heard Rih big mouth ass get on the phone.

"Hey girl tell cube he was great last night" I said in a girly voice.

"WHAT! BITCH ILL— "I hung up the phone dying laughing. I know cube gonna kick my ass when he sees me.

I finished the blunt and decided to get ready for bed, kicking my pants across the room and laid in the bed. My thoughts drifted to Shayla as I floated into a deep sleep.