Suicidal (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Strike Three

Her face looked as if she was going to snap my neck, something that would usually scare me. But this time, I was in no mood to be messed with. I lifted myself off the ground. Turning towards the exit, as I started to walk through the crowd. I didn't get far until I was pushed and fell face forward. Strike two. I didn't even look back at Kelly knowing she was behind me. I simply stood up and kept walking as my temper ran thin. I got two steps in before a hand grabbed my shoulder turning me around, to where I was facing Kelly. By this time the club was silent. No music. Nothing. All the boys were sitting there, watching. Each of them with their fists balled up, steaming mad. Before I could react. A hand hit my cheek. 'Oh no she didn't.... 'That bitch just slapped me'' I told myself. I didn't show any emotion. "Strike three" I whispered. "What'd you just say." Kelly said mockingly. I had no control. A split second later my fist made contact with Kelly's face. She cried out and fell to the ground. I kneeled down beside her as she was clutching her face. I bent down so that my mouth was right next to her ear. "I said strike three... Your out." She blacked out.. Everyone's eyes went big as I curtsied and turned around. Headed to the exit I've been trying to reach. I almost had my foot out the door, when I felt a pair of hands on my neck, cutting off my air.