I Defended Myself

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When I finally find a parking spot outside the apartment building I live at, it's around 4 in the morning, so it's pretty quiet and the sun has barely started rising. As I get out of my car and walk towards the entrance, I feel someone turning me and pushing me to a wall. When my back hits the wall behind me, I see that it's Thomas

"The fuck u think u're doing?" I ask growling, pushing him away and unsticking my back from the wall, but he puts his hand on my neck and pushes me back again

"U got me suspended, u cunt! I'm gonna end u!" he says choking me. Without resisting at all, I let my bag fall down, put my hands on his shoulders and knee him on his crotch. As he releases me and folds forward, groaning from pain and holding his balls, I lose no time and punch him with an uppercut, making his head fall back, and I continue with a left rear hook, then a right one and finally with a front kick, with my foot landing in the area between his chest and abdomen, making him lose balance and fall back, with his face bleeding, but he quickly gets up and gets into position to fight me, even though he can't stand straight

"Oh, so u want to play, this ought to be good!" I say getting into position too, getting closer to him. He throws a few punches, but I dodge them easily and then I punch him again with a left and a right rear hook, plus a right cross, right on the nose. When I see that he still manages to maintain balance and just stumbles a little backwards, I hit him with a right side kick on the ribs and then I finish him with a round kick on the face, finally knocking him out. As he groans, rolling to his side, not knowing which part of him to hold first, I go over him and lean forward

"Next time u think about playing tough, remember that an 18-year-old girl, with a denim skirt, kicked your ass!" I say smiling, before taking my purse and getting ready to get in the building.
Luckily, at the side of the door, there's glass, so I see him coming to me and when he's close enough, I turn around, take his head and bash it on the door, making him fall down back instantly

"F.Y.I. u're gonna have to pay for this!" I say after seeing a dent on the door, before opening it and getting in

"Also, I'd call an ambulance, u're probably concussed..." I add and then I close the door behind me

As I get in the house hissing from the pain on my knuckles, I see my dad standing at the middle of the living room

"Where the hell have u been?" he asks pissed

"Sorry, my phone died..."

"No shit! Why are u late?"

"Long story, I'll tell u tomorrow, now I really need to sleep!" I say walking to the kitchen and after dropping my bag at a chair I open the freezer and take out something frozen, while he follows me

"What happened to your hands?" he asks with wide eyes

"Also a long story, but *puts the frozen package on knuckles and hisses* long story short, I kicked Thomas's ass 2 minutes ago..."

"Was that the thud I heard?"

"That was probably me bashing his head against the door..."

"Shit! U can be arrested for that, Sandra!"

"I don't think he's that stupid"

"I'm so confused right now!"

"I promise to explain everything tomorrow!" I say walking to my room

"It is tomorrow!"

"Right... Anyway, when I wake up!"

"U'd better!" he yells behind me

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In my sleep I keep hearing the doorbell ringing and I get up pissed as hell, with eyes half closed. When I open the door I see Logan, who immediately falls on me and wraps his arms around me tightly

"Thank God u're ok!"

"Why wouldn't I be? What's happening? What time is it? Where's my dad?" I start asking confused as hell and he pulls away

"I heard about Thomas being in the hospital and that they picked him up from here, so I assumed u got in a fight! It's 9.30 and your dad just left, he actually opened the downstairs door the minute I was about to ring the doorbell"

"9.30? U have the fucking audacity to wake me up at 9.30 after knowing I get home at like 4 in the morning?"

"I'm sorry, I had to know that he didn't hurt u" he says closing the door

"He wishes! He barely touched me. He's a stupid motherfucker!" I say going to my room

"He is, but he's also very injured! What did u do to him?" he asks following me

"I'm sure there's a camera outside the building, I'll find the record and show u, but he's a lot more fragile than I thought! He couldn't handle a few punches..."

"A few? He has a sever concussion, a broken nose, 3 broken teeth and an almost broken jaw!"

"Like I said, a few punches! After the one I threw at him yesterday he should have expected that I can end him, but no! He had to play tough! Show me who's the man! U men are pathetic!"

"Sandra, he will press charges!"

"Is he that stupid?"

"He's not stupid, he's pissed!"

"Well I am pissed too, ok? He came under my home, waited for me for who knows how long until I get home, pushed me on a wall and when I tried to leave, he grabbed my neck and told me U got me suspended, u cunt! I'm gonna end u!  What do u think I should have done after that? Let him choke me? Hit me? Rape me? And not only that, after the first couple of punches, he got up and got into position to fight me! He didn't stop! So, tell me again that he's pissed! What if it was another defenseless girl instead of me, huh? God knows what he would have done to her! I defended myself as I knew better, and, trust me, I could do a lot worse!" I explain yelling

"Sandra, I'm on your side! I just know that he's such an ass that he will take things out of proportion! He will play the victim and he will end up winning!"

"Then he's stupid, like I said, and doesn't know me at all! The only thing he managed to do is give me more to add on my report!" I say and he sighs with his hands on his hips

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