Chapter 3

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We are still laughing when the doorbell chimes throughout the house loudly indicating that the pizza was here.

I jump up and grab the thirty my dad was holding out to me and head to the door.

"Hi, today's order will cost you twenty eight fifty for both the pizzas and the... Izzy?" He finishes softly, standing their in the flesh was Ethan my ex. I guess he was out of hospital already. Darn. What I would pay to kick his ass again.

I'm too shocked to say anything, he smirks and I snap back to reality and say coldly "here's thirty keep the change and give it to the next girl you decide to cheat on so she has some cents left to get over you, you sorry excuse for a human being" I throw the money at his face grab my food and go to slam the door.

"Ungrateful slut, I knew I shouldn't have went out with you." He mumbles but I still hear him. Guess I didn't have to pay, he only had to open his god damn mouth.

"What?!" I drop the food on the floor and swing the door back open, Ethan was bent down picking the money up, I kick him in the stomach and he falls the rest of the way to the ground and I jump on him.

As I'm blindly punching his face he got a few punches in before blocking his face again. "You fucking scum bag" I scream in his face.

"You crazy psycho bitch" he yelled back to which I replied to by kneeing him in the money bags.

I can hear my father yelling, but I don't understand what he's saying as I'm too far gone to actually comprehend what it is he's saying.

My fathers yells distracted me for a split second or two, but it was enough time for Ethan to roll us over so he was on top.

By now the neighbours were outside seeing what the commotion was all about but still I didn't take any notice as I focused on beating the shit out of Ethan.

I pulled his hair with my left hand. I know pretty girly move pulling the hair. Well at least it worked as the top half of his body leaned towards the left aswell just trying to lessen the pain, oh no I was not having that and so I pulled harder and he fell onto his side.

Still holding onto his hair I kneed him in the stomach twice and then I did the same damage to his family jewels. Twice. Very hard. As hard as I could.

By that time my father grabbed me and hauled me up, I looked down at Ethan and drew my foot backwards and with all my might I swung it back down and connected it to his face.

His head flew back at the force and blood spurted from both his nose and mouth. I smiled in satisfactoriness. Oops I think I saw a few teeth. My bad no wait scratch that, my good.

My dad pulled me into a hug and whispered "Don't you ever do that to me ever again. Ever".

"Sorry dad, I forgot you were home. I just blanked" I said apologetically.

My dad turned and glared at Ethan and said "I never really liked him" then turned, well ok he didn't turn just lifted his head to our audience "Shows over people, go home, oh and no one speaks of this, Izzy and I are moving far away tomorrow, think of it as a goodbye gift from you to us. Ethan here you never saw and quite frankly he deserved what he got, he cheated on my little girl and then started to insult her with dirty disgusting language, now please go home and forget the past hour. Thank you again. Good night and farewell my fellow friends" what can I say? Sometimes my dad had a way with words because everyone was nodding and heading home with small smiles.

Now I wasn't sure why they were smiling, it could have been one of three things.

1) dads little speech
2) the fact that I bashed Ethan and won with him being unconscious at my feet (I kicked his side one last time) or
3) that we were moving far away.

Either way I was just happy that they weren't going to say anything as they went home to forget what just happened.

It seamed my 'one last kick' had awakened the beast as he let out a loud groan and clutched his side in pain.

Dad turned and looked at me then down at Ethan and then to me again. "Izzy.." He started off

"Yes daddy?" I asked smiling sweetly again

"Did you pack my gun?" He asked and I shook my head "Good, can you go get it for me baby girl while I just have a little chat with Ethan here, oh wait dang it, you can't reach it can you?" Again I shook my head no as he asked me another question. "Okay you wait here I'll go grab it!" He says and stands up.

Its funny because my dad didn't even have a gun. Ethan sat up frantically but winced as pain shot through his stomach. How did I know, well he grabbed his belly with a look of pure pain.

"I'm sorry, please don't hurt me anymore, I'll do anything please" he begged with his nose still dripping a little blood onto his work shirt. Well damn I thought I'd never see the day, Ethan Hogspilture was begging, actually begging and using the words 'sorry' and 'please' I thought that they never existed in his vocabulary. Ha. Serves him right. Piece of shit son of a bitch. Actually his mom was wonderful, him not too much.

"Leave. Treat girls how you want to be treated. Never speak to or about us. Also, grow the fuck up you pussy. And learn to fight properly because my daughter, yes a girl, just beat the shit out of you, that's a new low for you" my dad said and took my arm leading me inside, I spat on Ethan and let my father drag me inside.

Dinner was uneventful. I said goodnight to my father stood up and went to bed, again I didn't bother changing as I flopped down on my bed and tried to fall asleep after plugging my phone into its charger and setting an alarm. I had and early start tomorrow.

The next morning I had no time to shower or eat breakfast, I know it sounds bad but with the move I had no time.

As soon as I woke up I checked the time and my alarm was set to go off in a few minutes so I got up and headed to the toilet as I really needed to pee. I walked back into my room and grabbed my phone and as soon as I did that the alarm went off, I smiled good timing I thought and turned it off.

"Izzy, by god girl if your not up I swear I will come up there" my father yelled from downstairs.

"I'm up dad" I yelled back

"Good, the movers will be here any moment and I just wante..." My dads voice was cut off by a loud horn, must be the movers. "No time, just put some shoes on and come help" he yelled frantically.

All I could think about was 'what about breakfast?'

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Oh hey there honey bees,
Me again, uh I wasn't too sure about this chapter so don't be afraid to give me feed back I really could use it on this chapter.
Lotsa love xx.

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