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Biscuit eater

Okay.... hear me out....

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No, screw this shit.

There is no reasening at all and I don't even nead any reasoning for what I am about to do next.

Without saying anything, I got up, went to the side where Derrick was and yes there were some grids in place for me not to get out but it was still not that hard to punch someone. If you think that this was just a refference without meaning, no... it was definitely not that. I actually punched him.

I balled my hands into a fist until my nails were evn dingging into my skin and then punched him with all I got right into his face. There was this small voice in my head praying that I could break his nose and honestly I don't know how badly I injured him but it was enough for him to stagger backwards and hold his nose.... it was bleeding.

Oh wonder... it was really bleeding.

To which deity should I go for a thank you?

God?

Saitan?

This fucking system?

Whelp, not important right now. I was enjoying this and of course I was smiling while looking at him.

Me: Bitch, how do you think I feel, right now?

Pardon my language but it was necessary. He didn't deserve anything else than this. Not only did he not care about me but he was also here just to tell me what a disgrace I was for sure. There was no doubt in my mind that he was here for that. There coudln't be any other reason for sure. Why in the world would he come here without actually being worried at all?! Doesn't make sense besides scolding me.

Derrick: Pen-

Me: Shut it! Don't you dare take my name into your mouth YOUNG DUKE!

I decided to throw his title right into his face with a lot of malice, poison and spite. Of course I didn't wanted nor needed him here at all. That meant that he was not welcomed and that I would rather be alone than with him. I even wished to beat the shit out of him and then kill the man. At least then I would be in here for a good damn reason, deserved one as well. .... wait.... I take it back... I would kill this system, all the 5 people I have to date, Ivonne and the dukedome and then would glady get hanged at that point. It would be worth it for sure, to see this system and world burn down.

Call me a witch...

Call me a bitch...

Call me a savage daughter....

Or call me a mad dog.

Whatever!

I don't care!

Derrick: PE-

Before he could say anything more, I took my shoe off and threw it at him. It was not much but it was enough to fit though this slice between the bars. I did hit him, not quite hard enough as I wanted it but hey, I hit him.

Me: GET OUT!

Derrick: Ple-

Me: GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE!

Derrick: *sigh* THIS-

Me: Don't you understand human language anymore? I said: GET. OUT.

He looked at me once again confused, blinking and definitely not understanding the situation at all. Honestly, there was no need for him to understand me at all. I didn't care. It was not him behind bars or having this shady system at all.

Derrick: *sigh* I'll be back later, when you have calmed down.

Me: Don't bother.

I didn't wanted to say anything to him nor did I wanted to see him at all. Out of all people, I don't need someone who actually looks at me not as family but as a criminal. Yeah... that is not someone I need in my life. Maybe having him six feed down would be good... but for that I would need to get out of here and I also would need to have a mircale by my side since that man was a great swordsman and I can get bruised and sprains just from doing a bit of sport... or walking. This body was ridiculously weak. It only showed how much they didn't care about me in the past.

THAT BISCUIT EATER!

I can't believe he still can show his face around with how he is treating me... how can he look in a mirror without feeling bad.

Does he really think I need him?

The dukedome?

That I want this?

NAH!

Screw this shit, I'll show them how crazy I can be and I am a wold not a dog, my fangs are sharper and I have quite the patience as well.

Just you wait.