note- I cant believe this story will end in Chapter 7. Although it will be continued in book 4
-Stellas POV-
Patrick punched me in the face, which sent me to the ground. I knew it would leave a bruise later.
Sloppy, pretending to fail he said as I tried to get up, but I couldnt.
Finally, I stood up in pain of course, Patrick hits me again. I went to punch him, but he dodged my attack and kicked me in the rib. Im not really focusing right now because Patrick is shirtless, and his body is distracting me.
Rule one: Never let your guard down he said and punched me again, this time in the stomach.
I really hate hand to hand combat, because Patrick wins. Like every time.
I looked up at Patrick, who looked slightly bored. I hit him and this time I didnt miss.
Soon I was on the ground again pain, with Patricks foot on my throat.
You know I can snap your neck right now He said, pressing down on my throat.
Do. It I said managing to get the words out, Patrick pressed down harder, I could oxygen leaving my body.
After about 30 seconds, Patrick helped me up and cleaned up the blood.
You hurt me I whined.
You gotta a few good punches into me, dont worry
I look like hell I said, looking at myself in the mirror. I had a bruise on my cheek, not so black eye, possibly broken nose and busted lip. A bruise started to form on my stomach and rib.
Okay, I probably have a broken rib I said limping to the door. Patrick laughed and helped me to the bathroom where he treated the wounds I had on my body.
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