Matt Espinosa Imagine

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YOUR POV

You were walking through the halls of school when a girl bumped into you.

You just brushed it off and kept walking.

"Um watch where you're going." She said in her annoying voice.

You'd know that voice anywhere.

It was the girl that tore your friend group in half.

"Sorry." You said. "It's really hard stepping over a snake you know."

"Bitch." She mumbled.

You turned around and started walking towards her.

"I promise you. If you don't leave me the fuck alone I'll make you." You said angrily.

"Do it." She said cockily.

You grabbed her by her shirt and pushed her against the lockers immediately punching her in he face.

She lifted her hand to hit you but you kneed her in the stomach and she fell to the ground once you took your hands off her shirt.

You knelt down next to her and pulled her hair up.

"I promise you. If you talk to me and my friends ever again it'll be worse." You said then started walking away.

"Yeah run away cunt!" She yelled.

You laughed bitterly and turned around only to get slapped by her.

You punched her hard one last time then walked out of school and all the way home.

You already knew Snapchat would be blowing up with the fight.

You opened the door of your house and facetimed your boyfriend Matt who was home sick today.

"Hey baby!" He exclaimed through the phone.

"Hey!" You breathed.

"What's up? W-why is there a hand mark on your face?!" He shouted.

You laughed, "you should see her."

"Baby girl who? Why?"

"Remember Maya?" You asked referring to the girl you just beat up.

He nodded.

"She called me a bitch then we fought." You responded.

"Baby I don't like you fighting." He said sadly.

"I know. I'm sorry." You said letting your head hang down.

"Hey," he said happily "at least you won!"

You laughed at his Childishness but smiled anyways.

"Baby I have to go." He said sadly.

"It's fine. I love you." You said blowing him a kiss.

"I love you more!" He yelled as he hung up.

"Y/n! You are so fucked!" You mother yelled storming into the house.

At least you won.

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