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I find the douche bag in the kitchen, near the drink section, chatting with so a bit aardly as he throws back a shot

Of course he’d be with a fucking girl

He spots me when I’m about two steps away from him, and by the way the color drains from his face, I can tell he knohy I’ood at refraining froht now for Lyric

I don’t even slon as I reach hi er back into the counter, but not quick enough, and I bash ht into his nose There’s a crack then blood streams from his nostrils, and then he cruap as people skitter away fro

"You’re going to fucking pay for that," he growls as he rolls onto his back, cupping his bloody nose

I crouch down beside him, and his eyes widen and fill with fear "If you ever so ain, I will put you in the hospital You got it?"

He shakes his head, cursing as blood drips down the back of his hands "I’ to sue your ass for this"

I lean down in his face "Do You Get What I’, he nods It takes every a hiain

By the ti and blood is staining my knuckles and scars I start to hyperventilate I try to force the ies back, but the flashbacks are too intense this time and emotions overwhel in

They tell me this is how life is supposed to be

For me to be trapped

Confined

A prisoner in a home filled with madness

That my mother stuck me in

Gaveshe didn’t want

I can alrip onto the railing, and pray they’ll be over soon