Page 86 of Romeo & Antoinette

Marco stepped up. “We’re here for a little payback.”

“Payback? Payback for what?”

“You know what.”

“Yeah. You know what,” added Benny, stepping up next to Marco.

Tyler sneered at them and winked at Gary Green Shirt. “We don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Marco was easily as liquored up as Tyler and equally as reckless. He took a step closer so now they were both face to face. Just inches apart. “Really? You don’t know what we’re talking about?”

“Nope.”

“It took us hours to clean that paint off the walls. I scraped my hand. I bruised my delicate knuckles.”

Tyler looked past Marco and into the box Benny was carrying. “So, that’s your plan? You’re gonna spray paint my store?”

“Yep.”

“That’s the best you got? You’re just gonna copy us.” He smirked. “Lame.”

“We’ll see how lame it is by the time we’re done.

“You ain’t gonna do nothing.

“Really? Who’s gonna stop us?”

“I am,” said Tyler getting all pumped up and big.

Tyler wasn’t little. He was a total horse’s ass, but he wasn’t little. He definitely inherited some of his dad’s size.

“Really? You think you’re man enough for that?” said Marco, doing the same.

Romeo could see where this was headed. In another minute things were going to get ugly. “Hey. Why don’t we all just take a second and calm down.”

“Eff you.”

Romeo really didn’t like Tyler, and a big part of him really just wanted to knock him out. But, he never fought unless he absolutely had to and now, on top of that, there was Ant to consider. He had promised to try and keep the peace. “This doesn’t have to be this way. Why don’t we all just call it a night.”

“That’s a good idea. Why don’t you ladies just call it a night.”

Marco was losing his cool. “You better watch yourself.”

“Or else what?” laughed Tyler. “You’ll hit me with your purse?”

That’s when Marco pushed Tyler. Then Tyler pushed Marco. Then Romeo got up between both of them.

“Come on! Come on tough guy.” It was Marco yelling over Romeo’s shoulder.

“You know I see your lips moving,” Tyler said. “But all I hear is, Whaaaaa, my vagina hurts.”

Marco tried to get past Romeo, but he held him fast. “Dude, what is your problem? Let me go.”

“No,” Romeo said, keeping Marco in check. “We’re not fighting.”

Marco was livid. “Come on! Let me go, turn around and knock this a-hole out.”

Marco and Romeo both knew that Romeo could very well do that. He could probably, easily, take out everyone standing there if he wanted to. But he didn’t.

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