The crowd fell deadly silent as a slight pain shot through my ribs. In front of me stood a 6ft man that had just delivered a strong blow to my stomach. Or well, what he thought was a strong blow. Being abused does many things to you, and having a high pain tolerance is one of the good things. Or rather, the only good thing.
I looked up at the man infront of me, who stood there smirking. I will admit, he was sneaky, but I was ' Death Rose '. One of the toughest, deadliest fighters out there. I rose to my full height, basking in my 5.5 glories (not an impressive height but above average), and looked him dead in the eye. This action caused his smirk to falter. His facial expression morphed into one of anger.
He charged at me and that was all I needed to execute my move. Waiting for the right moment I swung my left leg up in the blink of an eye, and roundhouse kicked him in the temple, knocking him out cold. Not just cold, stone cold.
Ladies and gentlemen that is how you earn 3000 dollars in one night. It's not legal, but I don't see the president offering to pay my bills or put food on the table.
Oh sorry, my mother wasn't exactly the best role model, so manners are something I lack. Let me introduce myself. I'm Giovanna, Giovanna Rose Parker. Just another 14-year-old trying to get through life.
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Never thought I'd get past an author's note, yet here I am.
I know it's short, but it's just something to get to know the protagonist.
Thoughts on it?
Thanks for reading
- Rain✨
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Survivor
Rastgele"When you learn to survive without anyone, you can survive anything." Giovanna Parker, or should I say Accardi? A 14 year old girl who has it tough. On the receiving end of abuse, having to take care of a younger sibling at such a tender age herself...
