Man, Your Strong

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That night I had a dream about Eugiene Sparrows. Not the kind your thinking of, not the Bella dreaming of Edward deal. The dream was about him getting hurt. "SIDNEY ANNE SHADOWS, GET DOWN HERE NOW!!!"I hear my mother yell from the kitchen. Uh oh, what did I do? I walk cautiously down the stairs to the kitchen. I see my mom at the counter.
"Good morning, Mother,"I say innicontly.
"Don't Mother me, your school called, they said you got into a fight yesterday," she says hands on hips.
"They did? why on earth would they do that," I say.
"Did you get in a fight or not?" She asks.
"Not?"I say.
"Sid, why did you fight that girl," she asks. Girl? She thinks he is a she.
"Mom, don't freak out but I fought a boy," I say.
"Oh,-"before she can finish the doorbell rings. I run to the door before her. I open the door and wish I didnt. Standing on my porch was Sullivan and his parents. He looks so pissed. And so do his parents.
"Hello, I'm Mrs. Willsworth, and this is my husband Mr. Willsworth, and this is our son, Sullivan, we got a call saying a Sid Shadows fought our son and he came home injured, that must be your brother can you go get him so we could talk with him,?" She says.
"I'm Sid Shadows, and yes I kicked your son's ass," I say, leaving their faces shocked. Moments later my mom came up behind me.
"Hello I'm Chessly Shadows and you are?" She asks sweetly.
"The parents of the boy your son beat up, your daughter is delusional and thinks she fought him," Says Mr. Willsworth.
"Excuse me, but I kicked your son so hard that you guys should feel the blow," I say getting up in his face.
"Dad, I tried to tell you it wasn't a big deal," Sullivan says. He looks so mad.
"Wasn't a big deal, you came home with broken ribs and a bruises covering your face," Says Mr. Willsworth,"and she doesn't have so much as a bruise on her,".
"Are you blind? She so bruised that she can't sleep on her side," My mother says.
"Hey what the he'll is going on here, having a party without me," a husky voice says. I look over Sullivan's shoulder and see Eugiene coming up the pathway to our doorway.
"Let's just get over this and enjoy our saterday," Sullivan says.
"It's saterday?" I ask.
"No sit sherlock, you so stupid you don't even now the day names,"he says shoving my shoulder and in raging me.
"You now what, stop, you can't just go around insulting people and making Katerina feel like today will be her last day," I say. While I was talking we moved to the yard and now in fighting stance.
"I can do what ever I please,"he says. I swing at him and he dodges. He swings at my gut and I get hurled to the ground. I groan in pain as I feel my barely healing ribs cracking more than what's supposed to be possible. I scream in agonizing pain. I bite my lip to stop from screaming more. I ram my foot behind his ear. He yelps. I push with all my leftover stength to get him off. He stands up and rubs his head. I still sit on the grass. I don't think I can stand up.
"What's wrong, did you break your nail?"He teases meanly.
"Sid?" I hear Eugiene say. I look at him and he looks worried. I shake my head signaling for him not to help. I jump up and run into the forest that surrounds the back of my house. Before I can turn to Sullivan, he strikes the side of my head. I fall to the ground. I don't get up, I CAN'T get up. No, I'm gonna finish this.
"Why did you try to hit a girl, most guys would think I'm to weak?" I ask.
"Well, I kinda just sensed you weren't a normal girl so," he says.
We stand there for a while then he asks me " Did I hurt you badly?" He looks genuinely worried.
"Wait, hold up, are you bipolar or something, are you asking me if I was hurt when you purposely caused me the pain?"I ask meanly.
"Sorry I get really angry easily, I overreact alot,"he says looking at his feet.
"Ok, let's forget this stupid fight, but this doesn't mean you and I are friends, OK,"I say.

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 07, 2017 ⏰

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