"Uh, yeah. Got a problem about it?" I reply with a little too much sass in my tone.
"Calm down, all I did was ask. God damn your a bitch, no wonder you got detention." He shoot back.
He's right, but I won't let him talk to me like this. "You have no right to talk to me like that!" "I do have a right unlike you, you Asian Whore!" He said like he was stating facts. I felt the anger run through my veins, the anger felt like lava.
"What harm could a weak bitch like you cause a man like me, do?!" He's waiting for me to weakly hit him. "Nothing! That's what I thought, slut!" I threw a punch at his face so unexpectedly, that he had no time to react.
He landed on his ass, holding his face which was bleeding badly from the cheek."Oh my god! I didn't think I would hit him this hard!"
Jay's Pov :
"Goddamn! I didn't think she would hit me! Shit, she hit's hard!" Moving my hand from my face to see it I notice blood. "Why in the fucking hell did I do that to her?! Oh wait, I remember, I'm a dumb-ass, that's why!!"
I notice her crying. "Is it because I called her a whore, or a bitch, what if it was when I called her a slut?" I start to feel light headed and dizzy. I think I lost to much blood. I must have lost to much blood because my vision is going black.
Marie's Pov :
He just pasted out because of blood-lose. I can't think of anything else to do except to call an ambulance, but how to I explain what happened? Do I tell them that I punched him, no, what if I tell them that I found him like this? Yeah that's what I'll say, I found him like this.
I pull out my phone and dial 911, put it up to my ear and wait for someone to pick up.
YOU ARE READING
The Girl in Black
TerrorJay is the number 1 High School Bad-Boy with a wild streak, while Marie is the number 1 Serial Killer in Japan who moved to start a new life in America. Though they both don't have much in common, they have only one thing in common, their past. Hey...
