What You Need (Lauren/You)

Ch. 19

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Lauren POV

After about five minutes of what I thought was the lamest fight I've ever seen, Dinah and I decided we had had enough of watching Y/n and Brad roll around on my front lawn. Not gonna lie, Y/n got a few good punches in, but as Dinah says; it's no fun unless the other person fights back.

Dinah and I walked outside. Dinah pulled Y/n off of my soon-to-be ex boyfriend and carried her inside.

Brad laid there, on the ground, out of breath. I was surprised he was so winded considering he literally did nothing.

"I showed her." He smirked, proudly.

When I finally got a good look at his face, I saw how fucked up it actually was. I'm not being rude, but Y/n somehow managed unnoticeably fuck up his face in less than five minutes. His nose was bloody, crooked and looked like it was starting to bruise. His left eye was turning gross shades of purple, black and blue. And he was bleeding where his lip should be.

Not wanting to get any of his blood on the precious, green grass of my front lawn, I grabbed Brad by the ankles and dragged him off my family's property.

I saw this as an opportunity to finally break things off with Brad but I couldn't just leave him here. At least not with his face as badly beaten as it currently was.

So, I did what any relatively-good person would do. I took him home, helped him clean up a little, and then I dumped him. He was upset. He cried like a pussy and then begged me to stay. I don't blame him, after all, I'm amazing.

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When I got back to my house, I heard laugher coming from the kitchen. I walked in and found Y/n sitting on the counter, with Dinah standing between her legs. The sight in front of me completely pissed me off, as if I wasn't already pissed at Y/n for beating the shit out of Brad.

"Ow Deenah cut it out, that hurts." Y/n whined.

"For the last time, it's Dinah, not Deenah." Dinah shook her head and continued what she was doing.

I walked closer, to get a better view of what they were doing. Dinah held her by the chin to keep her head still, while Dinah was cleaning a cut on Y/n's bottom lip.

"Dinah," I called, getting both of their attention. "I'll take it from here."

Dinah nodded and without a word, she handed me the damp towel she had been using and left the kitchen.

"Hey, Laur." She smiled softly. I noticed the minimal bruising on her cheek bone. And there was a cut on her bottom lip which still had blood oozing out of it.

"Hey," I replied shortly. Her soft smile turned into a slight frown. I walked over to her and tried to clean up the blood, but it just kept on coming. "You bleed a lot." I muttered.

"Are you mad at me?" She asked after a few seconds.

"You broke his nose, Gave him a black eye, And busted his lip." I shook my head at the girl sitting in front of me.

Brad's a total douche, but I don't think he deserved that.

"He didn't have any lips to bust." She hopped down from the counter and stood firmly in front of me. "Why do you even care? Do you still have feelings for him or something?"

"No, I don't. I broke up with him today." As soon as I said that, a pussy eating grin took over her face.

"Really?!" She asked excitedly, like a little kid in an icecream shop.

"Really," I confirmed, smiling at the girl standing in front of me.

She started dancing around in victory as I watched in amusement. Oh my god she's so lame.

"Yeah okay, just dance around. Don't kiss me or anything."

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