Does this make me look...well...Slutty?

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Right i know its been ages but im sorry i have been crazy busy and went on holiday to a little town in the middle of nowhere that was in the mountains so...

mountains = no service = no updates = me being sorry lol

Anyways here it is xxx

lottie

Chapter 6 & 7

Recap...

“No...I-I punched myself!”

“What?” Looking completely shocked he pulled my hand away from my cheek seeing my swelling flesh.

“huh...”

“I-I punched...y-you and it hurt m-me” I stuttered so close to tears I had to blink to keep them in.

“Oh...well that makes sense”

I looked at him shocked, how the fuck does this make sense! Has he lost it! Turning I storm towards the girls changing room, set on leaving and going home, my face stung and I wanted to go home and...well...cry...

I don’t know why but that’s exactly all I felt like doing going home to my bed snuggled up in my blankets, with a tub of cookies and cream ice-cream and having a good cry. God saying that I sound like a complete and utter wuss.

“Dotti...” his voice was hushed almost said like a question. Looking over my shoulder the whole class teacher included are still stuck motionless watching me, Nathan was also standing there staring at me unsure of what to do...what a loser.

Ignoring him I ran...and as I ran that heartbreaking pain returned the horrid pain that I felt when I walked away from him...my mate. Grabbing my bag from the changing room I don’t bother getting changed and run towards the door to be stopped by a certain someone.

“Move out the way, or I will hurt you” I threaten my blood boiling.

“Hmm...Na I don’t want to”

“MOVE NOW!”

“Make Me”

“Look Bitch I can’t be bothered with the f-ing shit now I wanna go home!”

“Oh yes...I remember, you’re upset and why was that...”Smirking like the bitch she is, she leans in closer to me right in my face “Your upset because I can please YOUR mate better than you! You don’t deserve him whereas I do. You cannot handle his sexual needs as I can.”

With as much control as possible I push around her, but as always life isn’t that simple.

“I said...you would have to make me slut”

Without a word for the second time in the day my fist flew out connecting with yet another jaw but this time it didn’t hurt me...well except for the slight stinging of my fist as my knuckles cracked. Squealing like a pig and cursing like a drunken sailor while calling me all the names under the moon I swerved around her leaving the changing rooms as quick as possible.  

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