Why do these things always happen to me ( chapter 7 - part 2 )

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ME: DO YOU THINK YOU’RE BAD

Everyone turned to look at me, including him I wanted to cut him up, I screwed Marcus and everyone in the room turned to him.

MARCUS: ME

ME: Nah your f*cking great uncle

MARCUS: little girl I beg you sit down and shut up always causing trouble

The way I hate this boy, seeing his face just makes me angry he thinks he’s God’s only gift, when he just isn’t. He always chats sh*t and I just want to know who gassed this boy up .I’ve never liked him as he’s arrogant and annoying , but a while back I found out that Marcus and my sister Jessica were doing a ting , I didn’t do anything because I can’t control what she does and who she goes out with  . But the other day I found her crying talking about how the d*ckhead forced her to have sex. How can  my sister loose her virginity before me , that’s not cool , I don’t think it’s right for girls to have sex at a young age especially not in  year bloody nine , It's just not right she's THIRTEEN. I’ve been waiting to see this boy so that I can destroy his face. He must not value his life you can’t f*ck with MY LITTLE SISTER and not expect to die. Just seeing this boy’s face pisses me off .I told my sister too not let boys f*ck her about but he goes and does just that ad

I charged at him and banged him in his face as hard as I could, he didn’t waste any time he grabbed my hair and dashed me on the floor.

WAIT, WHAT, IS THIS BOY MAD I can’t even explain the emotion I’m feeling I just know that anger is an understatement, HE TOUCHED MY SISTER AND MY HAIR.I got up and charged for him, but Adam got to him first and started to punch him continuously.  I tried to get to him but I could feel someone hold on to me and drag me back. I knew who it was from the smell, Daniel.

I tried to get free but he put me firmly over his shoulder and carried me to his room. I kicked and squirmed but he wasn’t letting go for anything, he gently put me on his bed and locked the door. He sat at his desk and was breathing heavily.

ME: WHAT’S YOU’RE PROLEM

 His face darkened.

I raised an eyebrow, rubbed my head and took deep breaths to calm myself down.

DANIEL: Are you being serious, you come into my house and start fighting people for no reason.

You must think I like seeing you get hurt the way you’re gwarinin.

I didn’t even blink this boy just chats rubbish, bout seeing me getting hurt.

ME: ...

He looked me up and down and there was a silence.

DANIEL: I’m going to f*ck him up

ME: Why

DANIEL: Are you crazy. HE F*CKING TOUCHED YOU INFRONT OF MY FACE.

ME: Daniel

DANIEL: Yeah

ME: shut up

 He laughed and shook his head.

DANIEL: If you ever need to, you know you can come to me innit

ME: For what

DANIEL:  I don’t know to talk or something

ME: About what

DANIEL: Anything, everything

You come across as someone that bottles a lot of things up and I want to know what goes on in that head of yours

ME: …

 He was looking into my eyes, I didn’t say anything a strange feeling swept over me and my stomach felt weird. When the awkward staring session ended Daniel went downstairs to see what was going on, he came upstairs and gave me the all clear, not that I was bothered, I was hoping that the idiot was still there so that I could rearrange his face. I went downstairs to see Adam looking mash up and everyone else walking out of the door.

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