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'What the hell!'

'Baby, why so surprised???? i got your text to come meet you here'

'i never texted you, let go of me you jerk!'

(Jhayce turns around and grabs lyndon by his arm)

'Alicia is this person bothering you?'

'Hey buddy what the hell is your problem, this is my woman!'

'Hell no i aint we broke up ages ago you jerk get the hell out of my face!'

It happened so fast i didn't even have time to blink, i just felt wind move across my face as Jhayce right hand crashed into lyndon's left side of his face fracturing his nose, spilling blood and mucus all over the floor. It happened so suddenly none even heard the commotion, no screms, no shuffling. Jhayce placed one hand around Lyndon's shoulders and led him to the exit door, all i could see was him wisphering something into lyndon's ears, pat him on the chest and lyndon was on his way. My body couldn't move still in shock of the events that occured right infront of me i stood there with my feet planted to the floor.

Jhayce came back to us only to apologized for the pool blood on the floor that stood infront of us, he ordered us a round of drinks paid our entire tab for the night and with a wave of his hand he was gone. I felt so sick to my stomach i couldn't hold down another a drink, i hugged mecca got myself a cab and told him to make me home.