Friday, June 21, 2013

68. sorry not sorry

He dragged himself to his feet, holding his hands over his nose preciously. As he pulled them back, he revealed the very bloody mess that was his face; "You broke my fucking nose!"

"You deserved that!" She called out, pointing in his direction and lunging at him again. A friend hooked her arms around hers, pulling her back before she could reach him. Her fingertips barely brushed against the collar of his shirt. Damn.

"You fucking broke it!" He repeated, staring at the blood on his hands.

"Just go!" Her friend shouted, struggling against her.

"No fucking way!"

"You deserve a hell of a lot more than a god damn broken nose, asshole!" She shouted, but at least she stopped struggling.

"You're crazy!"

"You're an asshole!" She grit her teeth, seething through each word, "After what you did to me? You're lucky it's the only thing I broke!"
Word Count: 148

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