ch2pt3: The Bird&Wolf Fight

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Deckerd

"Thought mama sent you to your room because of your baby tantrum" I kicked her off of me sending her flying into the dirt.

"HE'S NOT MY MOTHER!" she shouted, she was growling. I dusted my coat off then looked at Owen.

"Come on Owen this brat's gonna get herself in trouble snarling like a beast," I said

"Shouldn't you be drinking yourself to death low life." She said.

"Said the girl who never knew her parents" She charged at me punching me hard, dislocating my jaw. I saw Owen holding her back as I relocated my jaw.

"Oh, you little Bitch..."

"Says the guy who blows his money on booze," she said grinning. A friend of mine walked up to me, she was stronger than me.

"That's enough Shaw," said Victa

"This little BITCH DISLOCATED MY FUCKING JAW SHE HAS TO PAY FOR THAT!" I shouted.

"I-i wasn't apart of this Victa... It was these two fighting. not me" said Owen

I looked at the girl. her face had no expression as she was past off still.

"Demons can't feel pain dumbass and shut the hell up Owen," said victa

"Huh... same with sentinels," I said

"The only difference is..." said the girl as she grabbed me by the neck tightly.

"I have no emotions holding me back..." She launched me into a haystack and started to leave. I got up angrily and stomped on the ground making it crack and trapping her foot in.

"And I lost all emotions a long time ago kid..." I walked off not realizing she broke free. I saw the guards appear and knock me out. I started to wake up in a cell right across from the brat.

"Pfft...nice fight back there, Deckerd right?" she said

I was just sitting in my cell with my hat over my face being silent, trying to ignore her. She threw a rock knocking my hat over.

"Don't ignore, it's rude," she said. I just grabbed my hat putting it back on my face.

"My real name is Elizabeth"

"I don't give a shit about you...nor will I ever" I snapped at her.

"Your not the only one...nor the first..." she said in a soft voice. I looked a small bit seeing her having bruises and scars on her. that aren't from the fight we had.

"My caretaker never did care...he wants me dead.." she looked down. I saw the guard approach her.

"Elizabeth Icena?"He asked.

"That's me" she replied

"Your bails here"

"Pfft.they don't care, they're just here to abuse me more.." she said. I covered my face until another guard went to my cell.

"Deckerd your bails here"

"Tell them to fuck off...I don't need their dam bail.." I snapped I heard the guard tell the brat that her the man wasn't her caretaker. I just rolled my eyes.

"I like this cell and I ain't leaving," I said

"Deckerd Miller Shaw! Get your fucking lazy ass up" I lifted my hat up a bit seeing victa, I rolled my eyes once more.

"Your gonna have to make me Victa..."

"Owen if u would please..." she said. owen hit the wall making a chunk of stone hitting me in the side knocking me off.

"Oh, you piece of shit..."

"Come on the lazy ass"

"Ugh fine" I slowly got up holding my side seeing the brat talk to a stranger.

"I can't believe I have to bail your sorry ass out for fighting a girl," Victa said annoyed.

"Not my fault"

"You like her don't you? I can see it in your eyes"

"The fuck I do" I glared at victa and started to walk.

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