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Why me? If you walked a mile using my feet You would go a little easy on me You know where I'm coming from, yeah How come, when I'm lookin' at everyone They get away with havin' little fun I'm paying these dues when they don't mean nothing
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Elizabeth stopped in front of the detention center; eyes fixated on the dark blonde. She let her bicycle fall on the ground as she stomped towards him.
"You fucking son of a bitch. You should've gotten a life sentence! They know! They know you killed Peterkin, but they can't hold you because your daddy admitted to the murder you committed, psychopathic fuck!" she yelled as she walked to him, and he simply stared ahead, not even sparing a glance to her. "Hey! I'm talking to you!" She stopped, taking him in. His face was bruised, and she thought of the words Topper said the day before. "Topper should've drowned your ass, both Cameron's getting the same deserved fate." She sniffled. "You ruined his life, our lives." She breathed and he finally stared down.
She clenched her jaw and without thinking, she held her hand in a fist before making it collide with the side of his jaw as hard as she could. He sucked in a breath and groaned, towering over her, he glared at her, chest puffing in anger, and she laughed though her fist throbbed.
"Look at you, country club." She chuckled and he frowned. "Trying to look all menacing and mean and shit when you're actually just a little bitch." She said, pronouncing each word carefully. He scoffed and slowly sat down on the ground. "You're messed up Rafe." She mumbled, she took a few steps back, crouching down to his level she rested her elbows on her knees. "It's amazing that you can't feel shit. You know that? God, I wish I could be as numb as you are. You actually shot your little sister right in the stomach, tried to drown her, tried to harm me and my friends multiple times." She finished, she stood up, wiping her sweaty hands on her pants and she turned around with furrowed brows when she heard a car pull up. "Shit." She cursed when Rose Cameron came out of the car.
"Rafe, we're going home." She said and the man cleared his throat, nodded a goodbye to Elizabeth before he stood up.
"No!" she yelled as she pulled on his t-shirt. "You don't get to walk away. You killed somebody." She yelled and Rose shouted.
"Rafe, let's go!" she said, her foot tapped the ground nervously. The tall adult shook his head in amusement before walking towards his stepmother.
"Jesus, Rafe! Say something!" she walked to him, following him and she hit his arm. "Hey! I'm talking to you!" She glanced towards Rose who had her phone to her ear.
She felt helpless, the way Rafe was ignoring her and now what Rose was doing. Tears had started to fall down her face a few seconds prior and she had no intention of making them stop.
"Don't you care, Rafe? That you," she jabbed her index finger in his chest. "Caused all that pain... Rafe your dad's dead because of you!" her fists hit his chest repeatedly and Rose furiously made her way to the two young people. "Sarah and Wheezie's dad is dead because of you! To protect you! They lost their dad! Ward wasn't a good—" she was interrupted when an arm was wrapped around her middle and her feet were taken off the ground. "What the fuck?" she yelled as she tried to see who was holding her.
