Chapter 4

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"Alright! Shelby you've had enough. Off!" Carl called.

I grumbled and got off of Hunter. I didn't waste anytime showing him how I felt.

"No, boss. Let her keep going. She punches like a flea and stings like a butterfly," Hunter said with his stupid smirk.

I screamed in frustration and with no warning, I used all of my strength and punched him square in his nose.

Everyone gasped, and it was so quiet, you could hear a pin drop.

"Ow," he gasped under his breath.

I smiled darkly and got off of him and walked towards the door to leave.

"Didn't have enough?" he asked getting up.

"Would you like a broken leg to match your nose?" I asked in a bitter tone.

"What a whore," I heard Taylor murmur.

"What did you just call me? Because I'm pretty sure if anyone is a whore, it would be you."

She looked like she was about to crap her non-existent underwear.

"I-I called you a wh-whore."

"That's what I thought," I said before kicking her in gut and walking through the door with bag on my shoulder.

I drove to my favorite place and told Amy to meet me there.

"Why are we at Zap Zone?" she asked.

"It's 6:00 at night, we have nothing else better to do. And I had a bad day so I just need to forget about all of it."

She nodded and we bought wristbands and played laser tag all night.

***

"Shelby," someone called through the door.

Amy was currently out with another friend *cough cough boyfriend*. She won't admit it so I'll just keep bugging her about it.

I was watching the Conjuring. Alone. In the dark.

"Shelby," someone called again.

I slowly got up and walked to the door. "Wh-who's there?"

"Who do you think, sweetheart?"

"Ugh! Go away Twinkle Toes." He just opened the door anyway.

I got up and walked to my room and locked the door.

Then the banging on the door began.

"Shelby open up. Shelby. Shelby. Shelby!"

"What?!"

"Open your door, please!"

"No!"

"Please!"

Tired of all the shouting I opened my door. "What the hell do you want Hunter?"

"You broke my nose, you take care of it."

"It was your fault."

"Uh, no. You broke my nose. I sat on the ground while you beat me in front of all the people."

"You mean friends?"

"I already told you I don't do friends or girlfriends."

"You've never had a girlfriend?"

"Nope," he said popping the p.

"Have you ever kissed someone?"

"Of course I have."

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