Don't Let Me Go.. (Lesbian love Story)

Chapter 13

You know how in those dramatic TV shows when the protagonist walks away from something dramatically and in slow motion while something in the background is happening? That's exactly how it felt like walking away, but the thing is, I didn't feel sorry. I-.. I didn't react much to it. Yes, I was shocked but I wasn't upset or anything.

She tried grabbing me. Begging me to listen to her. I kept yanking my arm away, not wanting to touch her in disgust.

I don't want to hear it. It hurts too much to even look at her.

"Taylor" she sobbed "please just listen to what I'm saying" she pleaded. She was sounding desperate. 

Should I stop being stubborn and actually listen to her?

I looked at her with murder in my eyes. My lip curled while my fist tensed up ready to hit something.
What more do you need to explain? That it was just a joke and I'm drunk?

We finally arrived outside, next to Cloe's car in the drive way. I smelled the alcohol that lingered in her breath and she put her shirt on by my car. "Look, Taylor" she slurred her words, then burped "I'm drunk. I can't even think. I just wann-"
There goes her tequila and guacamole.
"Let's just-" I  was interrupted

"HEY BABY YOU NEED A RIDE HOME?? I GOT SOMETHING YOU CAN RIDE AT-"

I charged at him with everything I didn't have. The anger, the disappointment, my jealousy, the grudge I had against him. Just like that, I jumped my short ass in the air and swung my fist. He backed away from the blow and tackled me down. He was on top of me and I pushed him off with my waist. I ran to my knees then to my toes while blood gushed through his nose he swung his fist at me. Dodging the upper cut but hitting me with his right hand. I bit my tongue. I tasted blood. Which made me crave for him to bleed. I started to punch his ribs. Once then hit him 5 times before I uppercut him and knocked him out with a single blow.

I was breathing heavy. Blood gushed out my nose and mouth while people recording and watching in silence as I walked away. Jennifer was already in the car. I opened it with the greeting smell of beer and her perfume. She was shaking. I felt the fear she had from what she just saw. I hand her my band hoodie. She puts it on herself. I felt her shame through the air. 

"Can I go to my-"

"No" I looked at her with murder. "You're coming home with me, I don't want your parents to see you like this."

The wave of anger hit me like a brick in the back of my head. I swear I felt like gushing blood of my own body.
Or hers.

I gritted my teeth and gripped the wheel until my knuckles turned white. I felt the bruise on my fist begin to form with all the anger I saw in that room. Each time I blinked I saw a flash back to what that moment. It brought tears to my eyes each time. I felt so stupid. Oblivious even. To see that she still loves Cody. 

I didn't notice the speed I was going at. Nor where I was. My vision blurred as tears filled my eyes. All I wanted to do was get home and let the blood gush until I felt numb again.

This is crazy, and I can't believe I was falling in love with someone who I knew was gonna break my heart.