Maybe it was Jerry Springer?
Maybe it was wrestling ?
Or just those bitches from bad girls club.
Or could have been the fact that I've been exactly 20 fights and never lost once......not one scratch
Or maybe my anger got the best of me
Right left!
Right left!
Right left!
Right left!
Right left!
Right left!
It was a cycle....
Kick slap!
Kick slap!
Kick slap!
Kick slap!
Blows after blows I kept giving,and he received them all.me making sure each hit counted.making sure every time my fist swooshed thru the air he feel a hammer hitting his big toe multiple times....but what influenced Me to act the way I was acting.I was heated,I was upset and confused.I hated him at this moment which made me hit harder just thinking about it.I knew I needed to stop myself before I killed him....but at the same time I wanted him to hurt.I knew I was capable of ALOT of things.believe it or not I was capable of making my daddy look like the elephant man's twin...but I'm not that spontaneous
I yanked his hair but none fell out because I remembered who the person was that I was fighting
Me:now daddy I'm gonna go now....don't look for me and don't follow me because I don't want to be found.....at least not now...bye
I then got up my breaths uneasy.I looked at the work I did on my father.
I hurried and left before I regretted the art work I've created on his face and flesh.
Eyes....black
Nose.....bloody and broke
Cheek....bruised
Body.....shattered
He was a wreck....
I walked downstairs to see pops,Emily,and Edwin running my way bombarding me with questions and expecting me to answer...
Pops:what happened?
Emily:what was that noise?
Edwin:what did u do?
I locked my eyes on the 3
inquisitive people and responded with only one word..
Me:shit...
I then walked out the house causing the three to wonder.but then I went back in the house and they was still standing there
Me:AYE pops
Pops:yeah munchkin?
Me:does the name peace or lucky sound formiliar to you?
He then instantly started crying
I then just left......
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Fanfictionit's been 1 month since I've seen the horrid of a body laying on the ground in its own blood...... I was on the plane looking out the window at the clouds i would see ,jailed in my thoughts thinking about heaven and where is it if there is one...
