I didn’t mean to do it. Sure Steph was a bitch and a slut, and a cunt. But i didn’t mean to hurt her.
The memory was still hazy. This always happens when i get mad. My anger just got out of control for a second. All i remember was Steph taunting me, unprovoked. A dizzy, blinding feeling consumed me. It didn't feel like me. When i turned all i saw was her on the floor gasping for air that wouldn’t come. As much as i hate to admit it, even though i felt slightly guilty, pride, power and a sense of justice raged through me. i felt happy. A small chuckle left me as a leaned my head against the wall. I guess im just crazy
