Total Destruction

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"TONYA. TONYAAAAA? TONYA! WHERE YOU STAYING TONYA? PEEK YOUR HEAD OUT THE FUCKING DOOR. I KNOW YOU HEAR ME." I was lost... I knew that voice. It was Deena... Why was she stomping around the floor?

"Dee? What's the issue?" She turned around and I saw wildness in her big eyes. She met my gaze and stormed towards me. I didn't know how to react, and didn't really have time to. She bolted towards me, and saw her right and come out, and she pulled on the door handling, closing it in on me. I collapsed in pain, and sat in confusion on the floor, when I felt a foot connect with my face and kick my head backward. What did I taste? Blood? RAGE ran through my body. I tried to stand, ready to fight, when I felt the impact again come to my face. More blood.

"TONYA." Serena ran to my side and pulled me back out of the doorway before her foot could connect to my face again. "Dee, WHAT THE FUCK?"

"Serena... Tell that bitch, when she gets her fucking eyes straight, STAY the fuck from my wife. Thank you. I really appreciate it. Oh, shit, what the fuck is that?" Serena turned around, and she snuck another kick to my face in. " You dumb fucking bitch. STAY the fuck away from me and mine. You pay for this fucking room and enjoy the rest of your stay. But STAY THE FUCK OUT MY WAY." My head was pounding and I hated the way blood tasted, but I couldn't get away from it. I opened my eyes, and saw red. Was there blood in my eyes?

I tried to stand so I could walk after her and do some type of damage. I didn't like the bitch already deep down, because she stole my dream girl, and she thought she could attack me like this?! I got halfway up and fell again. I was so lightheaded, and my vision was all over the place. She got cheap shots, and I felt like that was the most corny thing she could've possibly done. "IMA CATCH THAT BITCH. WATCH."

"Tonya... Shush... Come with me to the bathroom please. Can I clean you up?"

"NO! I want to fucking talk to ZARA. TAKE ME TO HER!" Serena stared me in my face, and I saw sincere concern in her eyes. She didn't have to help me out, she barely fucking knew me. She was just a genuinely good person. "Serena... There's so much you don't get."

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