Maximum Badonkadonk Ch. 06

"Son of a bitch, I'll be dammed."

"Now, we go over cuz."

Rashida's body language still read aggressive, but she remained inert, shifting her weight from one foot to the other while Renee looped her arm in Shawnee's holding her close. There was the faintest possibility that a fight could still happen at the drop of a hat, but Renee doubled down looping her other arm in Rashida's getting both girls closer. I was surprised as the rivals gingerly hugged one another at Renee's prodding still looking mutually weary of one another.

"Goddamn, you're actually hugging it out." I commented as Rashida shot me a look.

"Well uhm, we're just trying to get the bag; I ain't trying to hate on her or nothing."

Shawnee replied, not sounding too convincing.

Renee Kelly's gambit of hanging out with her all day had worked out for the better. I doubted it was a budding relationship she wanted to sever because she didn't like somebody.

"I guess I got caught up too; but you wrong for playing us." Rashida added.

"WHAT-WHO, ME?!" I looked between them at Renee's smiling face.

"You was on that Don King shit; don't even try to lie." Rashida gave me a playful punch to the shoulder. I pivoted walking back towards the edge of the alley as Jaquan called out to me.

"WHERE YOU GOING CUZ?!"

"Uh, I'm gonna go lay out in the street and throw myself under the bus for a change." Laughter followed me as Rashida ran up behind me snatching my wrist.

She captured my arm pressing into my body, giggling.

"I ain't mad at you; why you extra salty today?"

"Ask Jaquan."

"Hey, we hugged it out, what're you mad about?" We stopped just short of the edge of the alley facing one another.

"Nobody's hugging it out with me." Rashida chuckled offering me a hug.

There was no way she was surprised when I filled my hands with two generous handfuls of her derriere. My palms were filled to overflowing with the exposed portions of her rear cleavage. She shrieked standing on her toes when I squeezed as hard as I could but didn't break contact. Renee gave me a sarcastic look, while my cousin and Shawnee laughed. Overall we'd all enjoyed a nice day and had a few laughs.

Rashida playfully pinched my butt in retaliation.

"Oh, what you want?" I heard her say facing away from me towards the end of the alley. I relaxed my grip looking over my shoulder.

Yoli was standing five feet away glaring at us.

"Yoli?"

I separated from Rashida finding her standing there with this stiff shouldered posture. She was visibly breathing hard, the nostrils of her button nose flaring. Her fists were tightly balled up, knuckles whitening.

"What did I tell you?" Her voice was ice cold.

"Hey, you need to calm down, Yoli." She looked enraged bordering on the deranged as Rashida looked between us.

"WHAT-DID I TELL YOU?!!"

"Hey, you guys dating or something?" Rashida asked concerned.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!!" The venom in her voice was real; I'd never heard the usually easygoing twentysomething sound this way.

"Excuse me?"

"What are you deaf and fucking dumb crispy? I SAID-SHUT THE FUCK UP!! STAY IN YOUR GODDAMN LANE THOT!!"

Yoli looked Rashida dead in the eyes this time still standing there stiff as a board. Rashida suddenly lunged forward but I was way ahead of her blocking them with my body. Undaunted, Yoli took a step closer visibly outraged.

"I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU I BETTER NOT SEE YOU WITH THIS BITCH!! SO, WHAT WASN'T I CLEAR ABOUT?!!" Rashida looked at me, still jostling wanting at Yoli. Jaquan was hurrying towards us to help while Shawnee looked enchanted at the situation.

Renee was standing there silent, arms folded.

"LET ME GO NIGGA; I'M GONNA STEP INTO HER!!" Rashida growled getting femininely feral.

"Yeah bring it here!! I want-ALL OF IT BITCH!! COME ON, GIVE ME SOME RASHIDA!! SHOW ME SOMETHING REAL!!" Jaquan captured Rashida opposite arm as we lifted her off her feet drawing her back a foot or two as she struggled wildly.

"YELLOW SLUT, I'M GONNA BUST YOUR GRILL!!"

We weren't having that shit, dragging Rashida back further but Yoli began closing the distance, still tensed up starting to look manic. The look on her face was startling, eyes wide enough to make her pupils dots in pools of calm, nostrils flaring, mouth agape.

"Please, I'm begging you; show me something other than talking shit all the time. LET HER GO!! LET THAT MOTHERFUCKING BITCH GO!! I'll show you something better than those SHITTY CAM SHOWS you used to do before you GOT BUSTED OUT!!"

Rashida relaxed calming down a bit staring incredulously at Yoli who was already shaking her head, insanely grinning.

"Yeah, I did it crispy; I put you on blast with Harold. Why do you think I had your phone that time huh?!! I GOT LIKE THREE FUCKING PHONES-EXPENSIVE SHIT!! I DIDN'T WANNA STEAL YOUR CRAP, I WANTED YOUR MAN'S NUMBER!! I wanted him to know what his crispy thot was doing behind his back nigga. I TOLD HIM WHERE YOU WERE BITCH!! Did you like getting that FAT, STANKY ASS RAILED IN FRONT OF AN AUDIENCE HUH?!!"

"Why did you do that?" Renee asked visibly shaken.

"She wasn't never gonna let me get close to you; I get that, but she kept rubbing my fucking nose in it every goddam day and trying to get me to quit!! I would've taken care of her back then, but I didn't want you to hate me Renee; I got what I wanted anyway, and you threw me away. YOU THREW ME AWAY!! NOW THIS BITCH IS CREEPING UP IN MY BUSINESS!! I'M NOT GETTING THROWN AWAY AGAIN!! I told him not to fuck with this crispy bacon!!"

Shawnee was caught up in the situation, face flushed. Mintzy appeared at the corner of the alley drawn there by the commotion. Rashida's face started to break in a flood of emotion while we redoubled our grip on her arms to keep Yoli from being murdered.

"You told him?" She asked, starting to sob as her eyes became watery.

"Bitch, I fucked him too." Yoli's face morphed as she grinned like a jack o lantern. The lithe yellow bone was undeterred taking another step towards us.

"GET OUTTA HERE!!" Jaquan yelled.

"Fuck you; hey Renee you'd take this nigga back after his head was between my legs? I don't rate no forgiveness, but this asshole can be up under you, huh? We can't be together, all of us?!! Wasn't my head between your legs too?" Yoli was having a full meltdown as Rashida started struggling heavily between us.

"You made your choice." Renee answered coldly.

"It was too sweet to pass up; just like Rashida's man. He wasn't my type, but I gave him the five star treatment, if you know what I mean. HEY BITCH, I FUCKED YOU OVER AND I FUCKED YOUR MAN TOO!! LET THAT BITCH GO!!"

Rashida lost it wriggling wildly managing to loosen my grip on her arm, but Jaquan held fast unsure of what to do. Shawnee's hands were clasped over her chest while Mintzy watched from a safe distance.

"GET OFF ME; I'M GONNA KILL HER!!" Rashida screamed at the top of her lungs.

"YEEAHHHHH KILL ME KRISPY; FUCK ME UP FOR TURNING YOUR MAN OUT AFTER HE WENT UP IN THAT STANKING HOLE OF YOURS!!" It sounded like Yoli was starting to hyperventilate from euphoric excitement.

"GET OFF ME!!"

"Hey girl, your nigga was still calling me, but I ghosted his ass. Guess he was tired of your thimble pussy, huh?" Yoli started laughing hysterically doubling over.

I was suddenly wrenched into the air colliding with my cousin accidentally freeing Rashida. The righteous indignation and rage washed over this dark beauty infusing her with something akin to superhuman strength in that instant. The adrenaline rush was real as she ran up on Yoli. I saw Shawnee cringe covering her eyes expecting the worst.

Yoli's fist caught Rashida dead center in the face obliterating her nose on contact.

The stopping power was real as she peppered Rashida's face again hitting a right eye fattening her lip. The bigger woman lunged uncoordinated at the smaller, thinner target finding a wiry agile opponent who laid in several blows exclusively to her face. Yoli's fists were blurs of motion repeatedly targeting and obliterating Rashida's face turning it into mush.

She was a skilled fighter actually assuming a boxer's stance landing two more blows to Rashida's temple. There was this jangling metallic sound that alerted me to the house keys on Yoli's right fist. The improvised knuckle duster was getting splashes of red from the dark woman's face. Rashida stumbled back, dazed almost toppling over.

"SHOW ME SOMETHING BITCH!!" Yoli sounded as if she were about to have a coronary, smiling like a jackal.

She did this stutter step getting caught as Rashida got a handful of her black crop top. This didn't stop Yoli from delivering a resoundingly loud vertical slap to the middle of Rashida's face that sent her tumbling over like a ton of bricks. The neck of Yoli's shirt was torn away leaving this gap exposing one of her small breasts.

"LOOK AT YOU KRISPY; YOU LAYING ON THE GROUND!!"Adding insult to copious injury, Yoli no look planted the bottom of her sneaker dead in the center of Rashida's butt staring over at Shawnee, shrugging arms outstretched.

"Oh hey, my name's Yoli." Shawnee shook her head incredulously at the scene unfolding in front of her, nervously smiling and nodding back.

"YOLI, GET OUTTA HERE!" I shoved her aside intending to go to Rashida's aid, but she was quick on foot, getting between us shoving me back violently.

"OH YOU THROWING ME AWAY FOR THIS WHORE?!! YOU IN LOVE NIGGA?!!" She shoved her pointer finger into my temple, but I batted it away. Yoli desperately grabbed handfuls of my shirt getting hysterical bodying up to me like she wanted another street fight.

"MUTHAAAA-FUCKAAA!!" Rashida's fist appeared out of nowhere colliding with the Yoli's right eye like a thunderbolt.

Rashida palmed Yoli's head like a basketball, but the feral yellow bone shoved a thumb into her eye. The women struggled mightily against one another leaving Rashida no choice but to purposely fall onto the thin girl. The women became an entanglement of limbs as I went in trying to pull them apart, kicked several times in the process.

The last kick landed on the front of my shin sending me to the ground as the brawling women rolled about in the gravel. Somehow Yoli managed to mount Rashida from the back with her long legs on either side of the woman's head. The back of her fist collided with the right side of Rashida's face while she maintained a fistful of the hair atop her scalp.

Yoli continued clubbing Rashida on either side of the face getting splashes of crimson. The larger sister was obliged to crawl forward with Yoli almost riding her back as she laid in several stiff punches fully visible to a gathered crowd screaming for her life. Mintzy was horrified, now flanked by her son Antonio and his clique along with some neighbors. Rashida raised an arm shielding her face only to have Yoli attack the opposite side decimating it.

"THAAATS ENOUGH, STOP IT YOLI!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.

She stopped instantly releasing the fistful of Rashida's updo, allowing her to collapse facedown on the pavement. Her chest was heaving as she crossed her arms rubbing her biceps. Yoli's right eye was swollen and other than a few scratches, she was unharmed. Her hand clutched at her tattered shirt, mouth hanging open.

"I told you to promise me, but you didn't. You ignored me and chose her instead. You tossed me in the trash like everybody else. Why can't I have this?" Several people in the gathered crowd had cell phones out recording.

"I didn't throw you away."

"Yes you did, and then you and Jaquan made fun of me earlier today when you were in his car. Even if you didn't want me no more, I told you not to let me see you hanging around with her."

"We're not together Yoli. What you did just now, was wrong and you need help."

"So you are throwing me away? You might want to think about that okay?" Yoli was breathing heavily, brow furrowed. There was no doubt I was being threatened.

"I don't know you. I don't want to know you." Her face broke as tears began streaming down her cheeks. Yoli sat down right there on the spot hunched over, arms folded across her chest. Her head dipped, chin digging into her chest, dejected.

Jaquan walked by gathering Rashida up in his arms carrying her past us. She was crumpled up in his arms, her powerful legs hanging limply. Shawnee was still flushed, unsure of what to do as my cousin carried the defeated woman past Renee who stood there taking in the whole scene impassively. Some people including Mintzy and Antonio were approaching cautiously regarding us as I looked to Renee.

"What're you gonna do?" She asked me.

"Go home." Police sirens were audible in the distance.

...to be continued.