latina girls ; gc freshlee / ogoc

9

my fist came in contact with the wooden door, hard and fast. 

"derek!" i yelled. you thought i was joking when i said i was gonna beat him up? yeah, i'm a very serious person when it comes to my family.

the door handle shook and it opened, revealing a very uneasy derek.

"h-hey," he answered.

my face was crimson red, i bet. i crossed my arms and that made my veins pop out a little more than they already do. my fist were clenched underneath my armpits. i probably looked scary. 

"so?" i smirked, digging my nails into my palms.

"i'm so sorry--"

"save it for the judge, asshole!" i yelled, punching him in the face, and pushing him back into his house.

"seriously, alexandria. i'm sorry. i didn't mean to." he tries to block my punches.

i grab his shoulders, "don't fucking bullshit me luh! you just wanna get back at me for kissing matt. it was a game of truth or dare. get the fuck over it. you could've kissed some random girl, but no!" i extend the o. "you had to rape my cousin! my family! and that's taking it overboard." i knee him in the stomach.

"alex, stop. i'm sorry." he cries, falling to the floor, doubling over in pain.

"cant take a hit, little bitch." i spit, standing over him.

"i said, i'm--"

"sorry isn't enough for the damage you caused her!" i screamed. "you scarred my cousin! she doesn't even let mike touch her!" i straddle him and repeatedly punch him wherever i could find. i dug my knee into his ribs, hearing small cracks.

"i don't know how to make it up to you," he breathes, face all bloody, hair messed up.

"you don't have to, because i never wanna see you ever again." i spit, wiping my knuckles on my shirt and walking away.

she beat him...

-ali