26: Fight

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So I got a special request to update and it really made me happy so I am updating! Shout-out to LaceyKay14.

Grayson's P.O.V. 

We watched Loreen walk out. I would have walked to school with her, but she really looked like she wanted to walk to school. Ethan looks really upset. 

"You okay, bup?" I ask him. He just shakes his head. I don't know if he was defending Emily or trying to protect Loreen. Either way, Loreen didn't like whatever he said. 

Ethan puts the butter and syrup up in the fridge. He sits at the table and puts his head down. He just sits there and doesn't say or do anything. I grab my phone and get on Snapchat. Emily has a new story. I click it. 

The camera is facing out and she is driving down a road. She turns the corner. She says this: "So I just saw the bitch walking to school. She wants to fight me? Bring it on bitch. Do your worst." The snap ends and goes to the next one. 

She has someone else filming that is in the passenger seat. I can't tell who it is because the camera is on the front, facing the road. The car slows down next to Loreen. It stops. The camera turns and faces Emily who is already getting out of the vehicle. The snap ends with Emily screaming at Loreen and Loreen turning around. 

"Dude, come look at this!" I yell to Ethan. I show him the story and he is out of the door before the second one starts. 

I run after him and to the car where Ethan already is jumping in and starting the car. 

Loreen's P.O.V. 

Emily is getting out of the car and is already screaming. She walks up next to me. I shrug my backpack off of my shoulders and throw my phone on top of that. 

"Oh, so you want to fight me?" she yells. She steps back and starts putting her hair up. She grabs for her ears to take her earrings out. 

"Might want to wipe off your face, too," I say. 

"What do you fucking mean by that, bitch?" she says. 

"Oh, you know. The fake fucking face that you have to draw on every fucking morning because if you don't you would have anything that the guys would want," I say.

"You fucking bitch!" she screams at me. She throws her earrings on the ground and charges after me. 

She might be known for being a good fighter, but I am better. I picked a couple of things out from my father. Time moves slowly. Her charging towards me. I put my hand out and aim for her throat. It connects right where I want it to. 

Before she has any time to react I throw a punch towards her jaw, hoping to break it. I swing as hard as I can, putting all of my weight behind it. My fist hits her jaw, not as hard as I hoped. 

She throws her hand at me slapping me across the face hard. It stings but isn't much pain. I grab her hair and she grabs mine. I pull my elbow back and hit the back of her head. 

She shoves me and I pull to the ground. I have a good grip on her hair so she falls with me. I let go when I fall, accidentally. She quickly gets up kicks me in the back. She tries to kick me again but I grab her foot and twist.

She falls and I get up. I kick her in her face. She screams and covers her face, turning around so her back is facing me. I kick the back of her head. I keep kicking at the rest of her body until I feel myself getting pulled away from her. I spit on her while getting pulled away. 

I stop fighting against whoever pulled me away and they hesitantly let go. I turn around and see Grayson stepping back, away from me. Ethan is standing a little farther back. 

I look at Emily's car. Her friends that were with her in the car are still in the car. Emily lays on the ground sobbing, in a ball. She sits up and looks at me. Her face is bleeding, but I can't tell from where. Her friends slowly get out of the car. 

"You aren't anything," Emily says to me. "You won't ever being anything more than everyone's play things." 

"That's fine with me because I learned some things from my father. I paid attention to the way he hit me and threw me around. You're right. My father did fuck me, but I was useless to stop him because prior to him screwing me, he beat me to where I couldn't move. So fuck off, Emily. I could tell so many of your secrets, but I won't. This time. Next time, I don't know. Watch who you mess with," I say. 

I walk over to my backpack and my phone. I put my phone in my back pocket and put my backpack on. I continue my way to school. 

Ethan walks in front of me. I stop. He grabs my face and turns. He checks my body out. "Are you okay?" 

"I'm fine," I say. He pulls me into his chest and hugs me. I hug him back. He pulls back from the hug and kisses me on the lips. Just a little peck. 

"I know you are mad at me but I just want to say that they only reason I was kind of standing up for Emily is because I didn't want this to happen. I didn't want you to get hurt. If you would have gotten badly hurt, I would have blamed myself. I love you, okay? I. Love. You," he says. 

"I know. I love you, too. You have to learn that you don't have to protect me from stuff. I can fight my own battles and I want you to be there to help me through it. Not protect me and shun me away from the world. Tell me your opinion, but don't tell me what to do and don't be mean. I love you too, Ethan," I say

"Are you going to go home and change?" he ask.

"Why would I?" I ask him. He points to my shorts. My white shorts aren't white anymore. They have mud and dirt all over them. I sigh.

We turn and walk towards the car. I jump in the passenger seat and Ethan gets in the back. Gray starts the car and goes home. 

"I don't even want to go to school anymore," I state, getting out of the vehicle. 

"Neither do I," Grayson says. 

"Same," Ethan says. 

"Okay. I am staying home today. Tomorrow can be my first day back," I say. 

I head into the house with my backpack. 


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