[otc] 37.1 - what have you changed?
When I came back to town in November, I told those dipshit dickheads to walk away for good. I probably should’ve known they’d be back eventually. Most diseases usually do.
It was yesterday after school. Good day, too, so I should have known something was gonna go to shit. I passed my AP Bio entrance exam, I got the fifth period Honors Trig class I wanted, and Joe texted me to say his parents were good with him going away to school in Michigan. I guess he finally broached the subject, now he just needs to do some looking and see if there’s anything out here for him.
They cornered me by the vending machines next to the English building. It’s a walled-off alcove, and there were seven of them. I was totally surrounded.
Each one of them were part of my old crew…the kids I used to chase fang with. When I was still playing Chicken, I was their fucking queen, and after I told them I was done playing games, they were done with me just as fucking quick.
[locked]
They had to hear I’d retired from hunting completely to try and kill me.
That’s what Tony, their new ringleader, told me to my face…if I wasn’t one of them, I was one of them,, one of the monsters, and I was the one who said monsters were fair game. That’s when four of them jumped me. They started yelling and cussing, talking about dragging me out to the curb.
Tony loves that fucking movie, American History X. I knew just what they were gonna do to me, this group of human kids that I used to think were my friends. They were laughing and howling and actually thought they were gonna get away with it.
They thought they were gonna kill me, and they were glad for it.
I wasn’t really fighting until then, I didn’t wanna hurt anybody. They were humans, they were nobody, nothing. Then they tried to treat me like I was nothing, and I don’t take kindly to that shit.
It was an ugly fight, one of the ugliest I’ve ever been in. Seven on one, four of them dudes? I was in over my head.
Bones broke. Blood spilled. Someone went to the hospital…but it wasn’t me.
I broke a couple ribs and took some hardcore kidney shots…my right eye still can’t open all the way, it’s swollen so bad. I got a face full of asphalt and took most of my kidney shots in a planter full of gravel, but they never got me out to that fucking curb. None of those kids will ever touch me again.
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I knew that quitting wasn’t gonna be easy. I knew the monsters were still going to be after me for a while…I knew I’d have some fights left before my life could go on.
I guess I was just stupid to think that all of the monsters that wanted me dead were gonna be demons.
Muse: Hank Callahan
Fandom: BtVS (OC)
Words: 498
It was yesterday after school. Good day, too, so I should have known something was gonna go to shit. I passed my AP Bio entrance exam, I got the fifth period Honors Trig class I wanted, and Joe texted me to say his parents were good with him going away to school in Michigan. I guess he finally broached the subject, now he just needs to do some looking and see if there’s anything out here for him.
They cornered me by the vending machines next to the English building. It’s a walled-off alcove, and there were seven of them. I was totally surrounded.
Each one of them were part of my old crew…the kids I used to chase fang with. When I was still playing Chicken, I was their fucking queen, and after I told them I was done playing games, they were done with me just as fucking quick.
[locked]
They had to hear I’d retired from hunting completely to try and kill me.
That’s what Tony, their new ringleader, told me to my face…if I wasn’t one of them, I was one of them,, one of the monsters, and I was the one who said monsters were fair game. That’s when four of them jumped me. They started yelling and cussing, talking about dragging me out to the curb.
Tony loves that fucking movie, American History X. I knew just what they were gonna do to me, this group of human kids that I used to think were my friends. They were laughing and howling and actually thought they were gonna get away with it.
They thought they were gonna kill me, and they were glad for it.
I wasn’t really fighting until then, I didn’t wanna hurt anybody. They were humans, they were nobody, nothing. Then they tried to treat me like I was nothing, and I don’t take kindly to that shit.
It was an ugly fight, one of the ugliest I’ve ever been in. Seven on one, four of them dudes? I was in over my head.
Bones broke. Blood spilled. Someone went to the hospital…but it wasn’t me.
I broke a couple ribs and took some hardcore kidney shots…my right eye still can’t open all the way, it’s swollen so bad. I got a face full of asphalt and took most of my kidney shots in a planter full of gravel, but they never got me out to that fucking curb. None of those kids will ever touch me again.
[/locked]
I knew that quitting wasn’t gonna be easy. I knew the monsters were still going to be after me for a while…I knew I’d have some fights left before my life could go on.
I guess I was just stupid to think that all of the monsters that wanted me dead were gonna be demons.
Muse: Hank Callahan
Fandom: BtVS (OC)
Words: 498