Dear you,

her entry no.11

15 Sept.

Dear you,
My lip is bleeding and I have bruises on my arms and fists. So, here's what happened. I was waiting for Ben in the parking lot, when he arrived with no windshield and traces of spray paint. I could clearly tell that he scrubbed it so much that the paint of the car came off.

"Wow somebody must really enjoy the wind", I said to him after he stepped out.

"Ah what? Oh yeah the window"

"Why did you remove it? And why is the paint off?"

"Oh I... um... just wanted to see how it looked", he lied.

"Okay..."

I knew he was lying. I noticed that somebody had spray painted the following words on his car. "s  a  a y fr m he ". It looked like somebody had wiped most of the words from it. I quickly understood it had previously been written as "stay away from her". But who would smash his front window and spray paint his car? My fucking ex.

I did feel bad for him. It was my idea to egg my ex's car, but he got in trouble for it. His car looked like it was at its worst. But he didn't seem to care about it. Somebody in the hallway went to him and said " can you move your trash? That place is for cars!" And started laughing. I recognized him as my Ex's best friend.

Don't get me wrong, but I hate bullies. I launched my fist at the bullies jaw and we started fighting. I had a lot of anger in me. I couldn't tolerate what my ex had done to Ben's car and so I beat him for that as well. Ben tried his best to separate us, but he got punched in the nose. Soon, everyone started launching fists at each other. People were kicking, punching, pulling hair, ripping clothes, etc. But I didn't let go of the bully. How dare he say something like that to Ben?

Moral of the story: there is none. Ben, the bully, myself and other kids (who had nothing to do with the fight), are currently sitting in front of the principals office. I hope they don't suspend Ben. He's a great kid, he never gets in trouble and tops all his classes. At this point I don't care if they suspend me. He took a beating for me. He got his car destroyed for me, and didn't even tell me it was my ex. Just so I could not feel guilty. But why?

My lip is bleeding, and I have a black eye. To top it all off with blotches of blood on my fists. Ben also got a black eye, bruises on his cheeks and the nurse had to put a cast on his arm.

"Thank you", he whispered in my ear.

"I think your car looks pretty cool", I whispered back.