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Healing, or maybe not

Healing, or maybe not

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"What were you listening to anyway" he asked and was almost putting my air pod on his stupid ear when I suddenly threw two punches at him. I hit his left and right cheeks. He was unaware and weakly took two steps backwards before losing balance and falling on the pile of food scattered on the floor. His nose was bleeding and so was his lower lip. I could hear a lot of whispers from the crowd. I ignored them and picked my air pod which fell from his hand due to the impact of the blows. No one messes with my music. I had practiced boxing a for a while but never got the chance to box someone in real life. I guess I finally got it. First week of school and I'm already fighting. Wonder if I'll make it through the school year. I don't like fights but when you get on my wrong side be rest assured you will get a fight. I'm not high tempered if that's what you are thinking and I'm not one of those boxer girls. I'm not a bad girl at all but the voiced in my head call me a murderer so I guess I'm not that good. Lets just say sometimes I'm good and other times bad, it all depends with the situation. I may appear strong and tough but I'm broken and still trying to heal. Let me tell you a little about me. I'm a billionaire. I think one of the youngest cause I'm actually seventeen. You think that's nice, don't you. And I'm also an orphan. Now that's sad, right. I'm still trying to recover from the loss of my parents. I think I might have actually killed them, but that's a story for another day. right now let me ask you something, what heals a broken heart?
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" this all is your fucking fault" all of a sudden I was slammed against my locker,towering over me was my arch enemy 'Sam the Dam'. My head was pounding against the hard surface,I hissed in pain glaring straight to him. He was fuming with anger like a predator ready to attack his prey. He stretched his right hand to grab my neck and placed the left one on my shoulder to keep me still. He lowered his chin to my ear and snarled "you are fucking dead 'Meth' ,if I have a slightest clue of your involvement in this shit, I will hunt you down till your last breath". I was choking on air and my vision was a blur ,for a while I thought I was going to die .Mustering all the courage that I could have found, I yanked him away from me. Mean while I was gasping for the air, that dickhead had his usual cocky smirk. I aimed at him and broke his nose ,blood oozing in droplets" want to mess with me Sammy! , first of all clear your own shit, you son of a bitch! "with that I punched hard-on his lower abdomen while he was still holding his bleeding nose, I left the locker room with a sense of victory. Two competent boxers who can't stand each other for a moment without insulting.... Ultimately fall in love. Man*man gay romance leave if you are homophobic.

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