Brooklynn Delacruz, a 21-year-old girl who has been together with Sem Fisher since high school. They were known as the perfect ''Highschool sweethearts'' and as much as they hate to admit it, or at least Brooklynn, they were right.
Until young adul...
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The car sped up. Brooklynn was panicking. Sem did something. Sem fucking did something, again. And this time, he wouldn't get away with it. ''Hang on there, darling.'' i went faster, faster and even fucking faster. ''I'm here.'' i wasn't. and in the mean time i was shrugging off a cop, who was following me. Ill just receive the ticket in my mailbox in a couple of days. I couldn't get pulled over now. And besides, Brooklynn didn't need to hear me beat up Sem, once I'd arrive. she swallowed, loudly. And I hung up. I sped even faster, so fucking fast I could crash any second. and I was there. I arrived right in front of their doorsteps. i stopped, threw my door open, and didn't even bother closing the door after.
i banged my Fist against the door, again and again and hell, i'd do it again. Till Sem opened the door, annoyed. His clothes were wet, but not the type for it to be soaked. And I, I rushed in, and punched him hard, with hard, I meant HARD. he fell to the floor, holding his nose that was now bleeding.
''If you ever, and i mean ever. put a hand on her again, even in the slightest..'' I kicked him straight on his ankle and he wanted to scream, but I wouldn't let him. she wasn't allowed, so neither is he. ''I'll make sure you won't even have hands anymore.'' Another punch made its way as i remembered Brooklynn having a panic attack, and i rushed upstairs.
I threw every single door I saw blind wide open. until I saw Brooklynn on the floor, cross-legged. one hand on her chest while she was trying to breathe, but she was struggling, and I could tell. i dealt with my sisters panic attacks so i know how it looks like, and she had the exact same one. one of the worse one. Her hair was wet. just like Sems clothes earlier, i knew he did something bad. just like I'm about to do to him.
I rushed to her side, slid down on the floor next to her, and asked for permission to put my arms around her, and she gave me it. and I did. i pulled her on my lap, held one hand full with blood dropping down my knuckles on her chin, and... Kissed her.
Her eyes widened, she held her breath, which included ending her panic attack.
