She fights

Training

"AGAIN! AGAIN! AGAIN! YOUR NOT STRONG ENOUGH!! HIT HARDER!!" My dad yelled at me as I hit the new punching bag harder and harder.
"YOU'RE GETTING WEAKER YOU CAN DO BETTER THAN THAT! COME ON GIVE ME YOUR BEST!" He yells. I need to get in the zone.
Think about mom and how much you miss her. Think about who took you away from them.
He took me away.
He took them away from me.
He's selfish.
He's lazy.
I hate him so gosh darn much!!!!
With these thoughts I manage to hit super hard and I don't stop. I don't think I can stop. I think I hear my dad telling me to stop. Telling me that that's enough for today. But I can't stop thinking about what he did to me. How he was so selfish that he needed to take me away from my family. He's the one that's made me the way I am. He made me fight. I've never liked it. And when I win, I win big. But do I get my money? Do I get a share of my money?
NO
I FREAKIN DON'T EVEN GET THE MONEY I WIN!!!!
I WIN THE FREAKIN MONEY!!!!
DOES HE CARE???!!!
NO HE DOESN'T!!!
HE NEVER HAS!!!!!
I feel a firm grip on my wrists but I keep punching until I feel the floor beneath me. My dads on my left and holding my arms down at my sides. I'm twitching trying to get out of his hold.
"Rose! Rose, calm down, it's ok!" He tells me but it's not enough to take out the fire in me. He notices that I'm very unstable.
"Go take a run to cool off." He tells me and reluctantly lets go. I jump up and punch the bag one more time it crumbles to the floor and pops open. I look at my dad to see him smiling at me with pride and get out of the house as fast as I can. If I hadn't gotten out sooner I would have punched that stupid smile off his face. I'm only in my sports bra, workout shorts and Nike tennis shoes. I still have the bandages wrapped around my hands and fingers. I shrug as I look at myself and start sprinting around the neighborhood. I pause to see where I am. I don't even feel tired and I'm still freakin on fire. So I turn a corner and keep sprinting my heart out. I notice that I'm in a nice neighborhood with nice houses and then they upgrade to mansions. I slow my pace to check out the houses. They are all pretty nice. Then I see jerk face and his friends. They are all staring at me. One of them is Gawking. But not jerk face or  another guy. They wave me over. I stop running and walk over to the porch.
"Hey your the new girl aren't you?" One of them ask.
"Ya I'm Rose," I say with a short smile that's not even real.
"Ya we know, and your probably wondering who we are," he pauses I shrug and then he gestures for me to sit on the ground in front of them. I sit down hesitating a bit. When I'm situated he continues, "Ok I'm Jax and this is my house," he points to himself then to the house behind him, "this is Hunter," he points to another guy he smiles and says a little hi. Aww he's so shy, "this is jack and last and least," he says with a smirk looking and pointing at jerk face, "this is Trey!" He says with a little laugh. I look at jerk face to see him glaring at Jax.
"Oh so that's stupids name!" I say with a smirk. They all start laughing except for Trey. He looks at me amused.
"You remember that don't you?" He asks still amused.
"Well it's kind of hard to forget stupid people especially stupid people like you!" I say
"Why because I'm so hot and you couldn't stop dreaming about my good looks?" He asks cocky like.
"No because when I stared you down in lunch my friends thought it was this huge, remarkable thing." I say the last part dramatically.
"Ah so your the girl that actually stared back that he couldn't stop talking about!" Hunter said. Trey punched him in the arm. Hard.
"Well it was nice meeting you boys but I gotta head back to the devil." I say they nod. But Trey gives me a questioning gaze and won't stop looking at me.
"Ya it was nice meeting you too! And we'll see you tomorrow at school?" Jack asks. I shrug and smirk. Then wave goodbye and start jogging to my house.
When I get there I smell pizza. I walk in to see my dad and two other guys. Their not that much bigger than me. They all look at me.
"Is this your daughter Donald?" One of the men ask. My dad stands up, nods and walks over to me and puts an arm around my shoulder. I shrug it off me.
"Yes this is The Night." He says and looks at me with pride. The other man snorts.
"Really this is The Night? Prove it." He then walks over to me and stops when he's only a foot away, "Give me your best shot." He says with a smirk. I look at my dad who's looking at him in disbelief. The way he looked at me the night I almost killed someone. He looks at me then gives me a wink which means crush him including; his pride, nose, jaw, etc. I nod and look at the guy. He just stands there confused at me and my dads exchange. I caught him off guard and throw my best punch to the side of his face hearing a cracking sound that makes me cringe. He stumbles back a few steps and he grabs his jaw. He seems as though he is going to try and fight me. I could take him easily. He's not that big of a man and I'm not that small of a girl. He swings his fist at me but I catch it.
"Uh, Uh, Uh," I say shaking my head. He seems confused so I kick him in his stomach and when he's crouched in pain I keep a firm hold on his hand and spin him around so I have his arm twisted around his back.
"Now we're not going to try that again now are we?" I ask like I'm talking to a little kid in trouble. He nods his head. I catch him off guard again and spin him around and shove him away. He stumbles hard.
"Wow Oliver I never thought I'd see the day when an 18 year old girl destroys you like that!" My dad says shaking his head in disappointment. The men leave soon after that. I only got to eat a protein shake and eggs. My dad didn't let me have ANY pizza. But it's fine I love having only protein for dinner! When I'm done I put my plastic plate in the garbage. Ya you heard right PLASTIC PLATE!!! I would ask him why he didn't get real ones but I didn't want to get in an argument. An argument where our other crap things might break. So I just went into the front room and laid on the couch and tried to fall asleep as fast as I could. Because A: he might have tried to talk to me and B: I probably would have cried my eyes out until I cried myself to sleep. So I just blocked out all sounds and went to sleep.