Foxy's POV
"Who did this to you?" I asked her, gritting my teeth. "A bully... her name is Veronica."
'Are we really going to attack a girl?'
'It doesn't seem worth it...'
We won't.... but Bonnie wil.
If she doesn't, what other choice do we have? "Listen Miranda, go to the bathroom, take a shower, and I'll figure this out." Once she let go, I heard her sniffle.
'Poor thing...'
Since when have you been all soft?
'I have my moments....'
I went back to my room.
Okay.... how do we convince Bonnie to retaliate on 'Veronicunt'?
'Flynn, she's your girlfriend, and she likes Miranda, she'd do it anyway.'
'But just in case, seduce her into doing it!'
But I get the biggest benefit then.
'No, WE do!'
No.
'Well, we could tell her the things she's done to Miranda. Maybe exaggerate it a little.'
Good, but if that doesn't work-
'Which I doubt it won't.'
- Then we need a DIFFERENT plan.
'Well.... there is ONE thing.... it may not work, though....'
'Well, what is it?!'
Speak up, man!
'We could convince Miranda to do it... she HAS been brutalized by the FUCKING slut. It's gonna take alot of persuasion, though.'
'That... may work.'
Damn, nice plan B!
'We should go down to Bonnie's, talk to her about this and whatnot.'
Good idea.
After that long conference, I didn't realize that it was 7:12 PM.
'Let's go get Miranda, too.'
I went to her room, but knocked, not knowing if she had clothed herself yet. That would be fucking embarrassing. She opened the door. "I figured out the plan. We're gonna go to Bonnie's hoise, and ask HER to fight Veronica!" Miranda looked at me like I was a foreigner. "She can't, Flynn. Veronica is in the SAME GRADE AS ME!"
'Plan B, YA BEECH!'
Bitch.
"Well, you gotta a good point there. But I was thinking, I don't know, uh, YOU could fight Veronica." That look of confusion went to fear. "F-Flynn, I c-can't fight V-Veronica!!" She stuttered. "Yes, you can! Miranda, you were beaten and battered down by her! And don't think I didn't see your wrists! I love you too much to see you be degraded like that!" "No, Flynn, I just can't! She's gonna humiliate me!" I sighed heavily. "It's better than not standing up for yourself." I muttered.
'Flynn... you need to show her... YOUR wrists...'
No, I don't.
'Yes, you do! That's the ONLY way she'll be convinced!'
I looked down at myself. Damn. Am I really gonna do this? Am I really gonna show my little sister that I've been weak? And resulted to cutting... over the pettiest of things?
I-I'll do it.
'Yes!'
'That's the spirit!'
"Forget it, Flynn, I can't." Right when Miranda was gonna close the door, I stopped her. "No... I have to confess something.... something.... I should've told everyone a long time ago." I stepped in her room, and we sat on her bed.
O-Oh, God.
'You could do it!'
"Miranda, I've been.... I've been.... *groan*, I've been cutting, too!" "What? NO! You're my BIG brother, I look at you like as a person who doesn't let anyone bring them down!" As I heard this, I just felt weaker. I had just told her something serious, and she can't believe that I've been such a chump. I can't, either. "Look, we need to make pact. We show each other our wrists, and we will NEVER EVER cut ourselves again, but most importantly you WILL fight Veronica, for vengeance."
'Good big brothership.'
'Not a word...'
For whatever reason, Miranda refused to look at me. Then, she did. "Yes." And she pulled down her sleeves, as did I. And so went ahead a new pact, and soon, a new brawl.
How'd ya guys like that? I liked it, so MAYBE you liked it, YA BEECH!!!!!!!!
