Page 97 of Big Booty

“Oh no, girl. I got this. You know I don’t like her ass anyway for how she treats you and shit, so fuck that, girl. I got ya back. Ya mom needs to catch it real good, then I bet you she’ll get her mind right instead of treatin’ you any ole kinda way.”

I blink. “Day’Asia, take yo’ ass up in the house, now!”

“Ma, please.”

“Don’t fuck—”

Slap!

The lil’ ho hauls off and slaps the shit outta me so hard I’m seein’ stars. But it don’t stop me from leapin’ up on her ass and beatin’ her like a grown woman. I swing the bitch into the car door. Day’Asia’s screamin’ for me to stop. Clitina’s jumpin’ outta the car and screamin’ for me to get off of her. And the other bitch in the driver’s seat is screamin’ for the bitch to fuck me up.

“Bitch! You slapped the wrong one!” I punch her in the forehead and her head snaps back, then I hit her in her goddamn throat. The ho gasps for air. I punch her in the chest. And then it’s on.

I hear someone across the street yellin’, “Fuck that little bitch up, Cassandra. I saw what the disrespectful bitch did to you.”

Someone else is yellin’ out, “Stomp her ass, Cass!”

“Ma! Stop! You’re gonna hurt her!”

Day’Asia tries to pull me up off of her, but I elbow her. And she backs the fuck off. “Bitch!” I scream at her. “Don’t put your motherfuckin’ hands on me! I’ma fuck you up . . . . next for . . . bringin’ this . . . shit to my . . . goddamn . . . doorstep!”

Whap!

Pop!

I punch the Weena bitch in the face. “I’ma knock your goddamn eyesockets out!” Whap! I keep punchin’ her. She tries to fight me off of her, but she came for the wrong one.

“Aaah, pleeeeeeeease! Asia! Tina! Samara! Y’all help me! Jump this bitch!”

I dig my nails into the lil’ hoe’s face, then claw her up. “Yeah, bitches jump me! Bring it! Stinkin’-ass bitch gonna put yo’ goddamn hands on me. Oh, no, bitch, you gonna get an ass whippin’ you will never forget!”

I swing her down to the ground and start stompin’ on her, then grab her by the hair and wrap my hands around it. I drag her ass up and down the driveway and out into the street. “You lucky I ain’t tryna kill ya black ass, bitch, for comin’ at me like you some grown-ass woman.” I punch her again. I’m yankin’ her head, and hookin’ off on her at the same time. “I’ma snap . . . ya motherfuckin’ neck . . . fresh-mouth, lil’ bitch!”

She is screamin’ bloody murder. “Y’all get this crazy bitch off of me! Don’t just stand there! Help me, goddammit!”

Clitina knows better. And Day’Asia knows she done set it off so she damn sure ain’t gonna try to stop shit now.

“Aah! Samara! Call my mother. Tell her to hurry up and get over here to kill this bitch!”

Now I hear Elijah’s voice. “Whoop her ass, Mom!”

Then Isaiah’s. “Fuck her up!”

Then the twins. “Yeah, Mommy jumped on her ass. Fuck her up good! Kick her in the balls, too!”

I hear one of them say, “She aint’ got no balls, dummy!”

I drag this hotdog ho all through the grass, then back onto the driveway, then once I have her in the middle of the street, I let the bitch go. She is screamin’ at the top of her lungs, like somebody’s tryna kill her ass. I tell her to stand up and fight me like a real woman. She’s all scraped up and bloody and cryin’. I don’t give a fuck!

“Oww! Oww! I promise you, bitch! I’ma get my mom and aunts to fuck you up! Watch! They gonna kill you, bitch!”

I stand over her with a hand up on my hip, waitin’ for her to get up. But the bitch doesn’t move. “You still talkin’ shit, huh?” I reach down and slap the shit outta her. She grabs her face and starts cryin’ louder. “Yeah, Saaaaaaaamara!” I yell toward the car. “Call this dirty-bitch’s motherfuckin’ mammy so she can get it too!” I reach down and punch her again. “Put your motherfuckin’ hands on me, ho. And think you was gonna get that off. Bitch, please. Rude bitch! I don’t give a fuck how old you are. I fight kids, too.” I kick her. “Now get the fuck up and fight me like a real bitch!”

By now the whole block is lined with nosey-ass neighbors all up in the mix. But everyone on this block knows I don’t start shit, but I will damn sure finish it.

I overhear someone say, “Somebody needs to call DYFS on her.”

“Bitch, call DYFS!” I yell into the crowd. I start pacin’ the street, wailin’ my arms like a wild woman. “I don’t give a fuck! Let this be a lesson to any motherfuckin’ body else whose child thinks they gonna step up to me like they grown and put their motherfuckin’ hands on me or talk shit. Step to me and I’m gonna beat your face off! I’m goin’ to jail tonight for this bitch right here. And I don’t give a fuck ’cause she’s goin’ too!”

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