Yeah man!
Dude, I so totally cannot wait for the competition next week. I'm ripped for this in a big way. It could be my shot at something more pro, if I don't screw up. I'd ask Alex to go, but I'd probably screw up in front of her, so it'll probably just be Sammy and Arianna... and The Snowflake, if she actually feels like going
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"AJ, right?"
Fucking right.
"Yeah. Didn't think you'd remember." Why should he? Just because he's seeing my ex-girlfriend doesn't necessarily mean he can be assed to remember who had her previously.
"So, I heard something really interesting just a little while ago."
He can thank Arianna for this one.
"What the hell made you think you could fuck around with my girlfriend?"
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"Sure dude, why wouldn't I?" Okay, keep calm, even though he totally looks like he wants to tear you apart, and you really totally just wanna throw him out.
Dude, he makes on swing, I will so totally do everything possible to just totally obliterate this guy. I don't even care if I win, just as long as I can kick his ass as best I could.
"So, I heard something really interesting just a little while ago. What the hell made you think you could fuck around with my girlfriend?"
"Dude, last I checked, you guys broke up." I'm way calm right now. Too calm. And so totally pissed with the way he's talking about Alex like she's a piece of property. But other than that, I am the calmer than calm dude.
"So, here, it isn't really fucking around. It's more a matter of, you're not dating her anymore. And since you totally don't own her, it's not your issue."
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"We're on a break," I corrected him. Let's just overlook the whole infidelity issue for now. The point is that yes, I broke up with Alex, but she's not supposed to be over it so quickly, and I did use the words "take a break" when I did the deed. "Who says we're not planning on getting back together?"
He's probably not buying this. I'm not so sure I'm buying it, but damn it, I'm pissed. Someone has to take the heat for this. Might as well be the guy who's apparently the reason Alex isn't taking my calls.
"So, here, it isn't really fucking around. It's more a matter of, you're not dating her anymore. And since you totally don't own her, it's not your issue."
"Oh, it is so my issue. This is bullshit. I told her we were taking a break. We never talked about seeing other people." Forget the part where I already was seeing someone else at the time, okay? That's not the point here.
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"No dude, you were on a 'break up'." Aern't these guys supposed to be the smart ones? Everyone who said a complete sentence that didn't involve cursing this guy's name all out, said 'break up'.
Dude probably thinks he could have just walked back into her life whenever or something. Which, I've kinda done, but always when I was welcome and shit like that. This guy? Totally isn't.
"Oh, it is so my issue. This is bullshit. I told her we were taking a break. We never talked about seeing other people.""I think the bullshit here is the denial you're in dude. It's over. She's over you. I don't know what you thought you said to Alex, but since you totally wrecked her, I think it'd be better if you just backed off her ( ... )
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What the fuck does he know? He's just some loser punk Alex is using as a rebound boytoy. I never really thought she was capable of that, but that's the only reasonable answer. If that's the case, I shouldn't be as pissed as I am, but whatever. He needs to step the fuck away from my territory.
"I think the bullshit here is the denial you're in dude. It's over. She's over you. I don't know what you thought you said to Alex, but since you totally wrecked her, I think it'd be better if you just backed off her."
Back off? I don't think so.
I wasn't really thinking about it when it happened. I hadn't come up looking for a fistfight -- or maybe I had and just didn't know it. I'd expected a lot of shouting, maybe some serious threats... but I even suprised myself when I felt my fist connect with his jaw.
"Me? You're the one who needs to back the fuck off!"
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And then, the starry kinda thing happened. Wait... he fucking hit me!
Oh that is so totally it!
"Me? You're the one who needs to back the fuck off!"
"That's it dude." I ran for him, throwing the hardest punch I could, knocking the both of us square into the bowl. I remember thinking something about being glad there was no one to run us over or something.
And then I hit him agian, trying to stay with the upper hand or whatever the fuck they call it. I gotta hand it to this guy though, he packs one hell of a fucking punch.
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He fucking hit me back. Can't say I'm surprised, but shit, this punk hits hard.
Everything that came next was a blur. Every hit was punctuated by some different swear word. At some point the shouting just became unintelligable. For a few moments, I thought I was winning -- I felt like I was winning -- until the son of a bitch grabbed my arm.
I felt the pain shoot up my arm the same time I heard the sickening crack.
"Ow-- shit-- FUCK!"
I doubted I could fight with one arm, but I wasn't done yet. I tried getting a few last hits in with my good arm, but I couldn't leave the other one just dangling. Kicking would have to suffice.
"You son of a bitch!"
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What's he bitching about now? ... Oh, dude, his arm.
Whoops.
"You son of a bitch!"
I hit him as hard as I could until I felt his foot hit my leg really hard. And then I heard the crack. And oh shit that really fucking hurts.
"FUCK!" I hit him again. Dude, whatever's wrong with my leg, it's going to have to wait, I'm totally going to rip this dude limb from limb.
Of course, now Matty and the rest of the guys start pulling us apart. "Let me go dude! I swear Matty, fucking let me go!" My leg really hurts. If I broke it, I'm so going to kill this piece of shit.
"Madsen! We gotta get you to a hospital!"
"No fucking hospital, let me go!" I tried to get at him again while David and some other guys pulled AJ back.
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Hospital? Good, then we'll be on my turf.
Shit, my fucking arm...
Some of Madsen's friends had ganged up on me and were holding me back, pulling my arm and making it even worse. Shit.
"Get your fucking hands off me!" I tried to pull away from them but they just held tighter, determined to keep us apart.
Someone had been thinking ahead. I could hear sirens in the distance, it was either the cops coming to break us up or an ambulance. I hoped it was the latter. Shit...
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