BADASS

Holding my hand to my heart my car just tapping the back of the motorcycle I'm sure I left a little scrape

"Oh my goshness" I jumped in my seat from a tap on my window I glared at the owner who so happened to be the motorcycle guy he lifted the glass part of the helmet and his grayish blue eyes pierced into mine

Making a gesture to let down the window I stubbornly shook my head no firstly because I'm in pain from that beating I had earlier second because I still don't know him he huffed and shook his head as if tutting

Strolling casually to his bike he sat down smirking at me and i scowled back licking out my tongue as he held his heart mocking hurt

Letting down the glass part of his helmet he started his bike and moved it to the side of the road I sat wanting to see where this was headed

Strolling to the road he lay down and sat there

Starting my car quickly I smirked 'take this son of a biatch' I thought right as his head snapped towards my car

Stomping on the gas full force I sped straight towards his bike running it over he quickly started to run towards my car and I quickly reversed and sped towards my house feeling like a badass

"YOU MUST NOT KNOW BOUT ME YOU MUST NOT KNOW BOUT MEEEE" I sang in tune with Beyonce pulling into my driveway from my 'badass' moment most people sing like dying cats but I was oh so blessed to have a melodic voice that I usually use in the shower only

Turning the key in the lock I limped into my room to now take a cool shower and soak these bruises

Picking out a lime green sports bra with black boy shorts and tights I walked to the bathroom

Stripping ever so slowly struggling to take off my top I groaned with every twist and turn

After what felt like 200 hours I finally got the shirt off and stared at the ugly bruises covering my belly they ranged from purple to red

Huffing not wanting to stare at my body anymore I quickly turned away and turned on the warm water to relax my muscles I used to love hot showers the kind that made you red but didn't burn you yeah that kind but now all that does is make things worse

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Throwing my dirty clothes on the hamper I gladly jumped on my bed staring at the glowing stars that decorate my ceiling i contemplated going to sleep or staying awake and doing something productive

Yep no I'm going to sleep I'm too sore looking at the time it was only 3:46 groaning I turned over and hoped I didn't have a nightmare again