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I can do what I want, I'm punk rock! - Violence ~ Chapter 3

Story Name: I can do what I want, I'm punk rock!

Chapter name: Violence ~ Chapter 3

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Eventually, I arrived home. Luckily my parents had not returned, so I took the liberty to put some ice on my cheek. Even after keeping ice on it for at least an hour, it still began to turn a mixture of deep blue, purple and dark brown. I shuffled up to my room, finally taking in what happened tonight. I stared at my face in the mirror, tracing my fingers over the unsightly bruise. At first, I felt sadness taking over; it crawled around my mind, causing tears,to once again, brim my eyes; threatening to spill. Before long, it was consumed by uttermost rage. First of all, my friend had betrayed me; next, I was degraded; finally, I was slapped so hard, it bruised my face.

"Stupid Damen. Stupid Michael. Everything was fine until he arrived!" I screamed, storming to my bed and face planting it.

Soon enough, I had passed out from the stress and from how late it was.

I awoke to the sound of my door being swung open and my friend Chrissy rushing in. She looked shocked, as if she'd just found the apocalypse was happening.

"Damen asked me-" She stopped and stared at the large bruise on my cheek.

"What did hat double crossing jack-ass ask you?" I question, impatiently.

"I- uh well- you see he- um he uh- He asked me out and I said yes." She stuttered at first, but then spoke faster than some famous rapper.

"Did he mention the fact he got paid to pretend to be hurt, just so I would go to Mike's party? To then be laughed at by his friend Calum? Did he also mention that I found out Mike only wanted to get in my pants and when I lashed out at him, he slapped me? I mean the last part he didn't know, but I'm sure he knew Mike wanted to get in my pants." I paused for a second, standing up. "well?" I asked.

"Well- um no. Looks like I'm single again." She chuckled awkwardly.

"You don't have to leave him just for me." I was lying, I wanted her to leave him.

"Someone's feeling selfish, maybe I don't want to date a douche. Gosh!" She joked, pretending to turn away and look hurt.

I burst out in laughter, but abruptly stopped since it hurt my cheek.

"Ow." I said in monotone.

"Well we have school today, so we can sass Damen?" Chrissy suggested.

"I think I'm going to stay home." I spoke as I sat on the edge of my bed.

"But you can't! I mean, you're not ill so you have to go!" She exclaimed.

I smiled at her, in attempt to hide my annoyance.

"I'll have my parent's call in. They will allow me leave time, if it may effect me efficiently learning." I replied.

"If you say so... I'll bring you the homework after school. Bye." With that, she left my room and house.

I looked around for a brief moment, unsure of what to do. I concluded that I was going to go out and buy ice cream, to comfort myself. I got changed into some plain skinny jeans, a grey over-sized tee, a black over-sized cardigan and some black flats. I grabbed my purse and exited my house.

~ I disliked how this chapter was going so yeah...