Despite All Odds

Chapter: 2

"Baby it's not what it looks like," Liam shamefully said fixing the tent in his pants, I gave him a sharp incredulous look to which he looked down in shame. 

Shame was a sure sign that he regretted or felt guilty for what he did which meant he still felt something for me meaning we still had a chance to stay together or was I being delusional again.

"And you good for nothing hoe!" I angrily yelled at Veronica who stood up with the help of the wall behind her as she pulled down her dress. 

She was the one I was truly pissed at because she made me feel so insecure with her perfect body and perfect life now she wanted to take my boyfriend away from when she could have anyone at the flick of her wrist. Any male and occasionally female would be at her beck and call by just one pout. To tell the truth she made me kind of brought out my bisexuality side sometimes, the minute she enters the room a scent of sexual energy surrounds her one whiff and you're trapped in her spider web.

"Don't blame me if you're not satisfying your man in bed," she said rolling her eyes at me, an animalistic growl came out of me as I punched her hard on the face not wasting time with a flimsy bitch slap. 

I may have looked cool and collected after punching her but my hand was throbbing painfully and I wanted to scream but I played it cool even though I'd cry about it later. It was a satisfying sight to see her so weak by just one blow it made me a little too confident even though this was my first physical fight with a grown woman.

"Harley!" Liam yelled in shock hurrying to see if Veronica was ok, the nerve of this guy. And here I thought he felt bad for what he did to me but he goes ahead and defends the enemy, was there a rat controlling him or was he just that dense.

"I'm fine nothing I can't handle," she told him rubbing her bruised cheek with a bit of blood covering her mouth, just seeing him hold her up with such care and adoration was the last straw for me as I jumped her, I acted on instinct because I didn't know what else to do. In most of the shows and movies I watched, when the females got into a fight they fought to the death which meant they played dirty and that's what I did. 

Liam ended up tumbling down a couple of stairs in my mid-attack while Veronica screamed and tried to get me off her back, I clung to her like glue as I repeatedly punched and even choked her. She dug her nails into my hands drawing blood trying to remove me from her, I was trying so hard to not let go as she gasped for air digging her sharp nails further into my skin.

"This is what you get for being a homewrecker," I angrily squeezed her neck even harder but I got too confident as she pushed me off her, I rolled on the floor with my back aching from the fall. 

She stood above me breathing heavily before she began punching me in the face, my vision got blurry from my tears as she punched me over and over, who knew the girl could pack a punch. Amid her attack, I got the strength to grab her hair and pull with all my might making her cry in pain trying to remove my hands from her head, with her being distracted by my dirty hair trick I bit her hard on the arm tearing into her flesh. 

I know it's not really something people do during fights but I couldn't think clearly and I just wanted to make her feel the pain I felt when I saw her sucking faces with my man, I couldn't punch properly but I had other meaningful resources to hurt her even if that meant acting like a savage animal.

"Let go of me!" She cried loudly trying to shove my head away from her hand with her nails digging into my forehead drawing blood, I didn't let go instead I bit harder making her scream her lungs off. The metallic taste of bold filled my mouth and I gagged throwing up in my mouth a little bit. 

I couldn't stand blood it just unnerved me in every sense of the word. This scenario would perfectly remind me of a lion digging its claws and teeth into a deer without letting go, I was the lion and Veronica was the not so helpless deer that knew how to defend itself and was one attractive deer, who knew those nature shows would pay off. I flipped us over letting her arm go with blood dripping down my mouth as I spat on her face, the disgusted look she pulled was a good enough reward for the torment I felt because of the vile blood that went in my mouth.