Always Belong to the King

𝟑𝟑|𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒

I lost all control of my body, I wasn't thinking anymore, it was my emotions. They were in control, i was trembling with rage and disappointment and even heartbreak all at once.

I will always be glad that Anna dragged me to those self defense classes she signed us up for, when I first moved in to my little apartment. I only managed to show up for maybe two or three weeks before Uni work got in the way, but I've clearly learned enough. Enough to make it hurt.

My hand forming into a fist, within a second to spare, i felt the bridge of his nose crash atop my knuckles, making him trip backwards.

But no, I wasn't done.

The dancing lights around me faded, my eyes burning onto the man screaming for pain as he held onto his nose. My jaws clenched.

"I told you, to back. The. Fuck. Up" i spat, slowly inching towards him. My hands placed on his shoulders to situate myself, my knee rushing upwards to strike him on his groin.

His calls for help were inaudible, people around was either too intoxicated and distracted with themselves, they all assumed he was tying his shoes or something.

He was on his knees, his hands covering his groin, blood pooling on his nose, trickling down his face. His eyes looked up at me helplessly, pleading for mercy.

I still wasn't done.

No one. And i mean no one, will talk to me or touch me that way, and get away with it.

Striding closer to the bleeding helpless man, my hand formed into a fist, I couldn't care, or feel the intense throbbing of my hand. God it hurt, but I didn't give a shit. I was shaking with rage, i felt violated and disgusted, alone and disappointed. That is a mixture for destruction. Isn't that all villains origin story. Oh my god is this mine? Am i a villain now?

My knuckles met with his jaw, I don't know who felt pain more, me or him? But i know the rings adorning my fingers did a lot more damage on his face, blood pooling on the site of the punch, he covered his face.

"ANTHEIA STOP" his familiar voice made all my emotions come crashing down, i felt myself turn into a puddle. His large arms snake around my waist, lifting me up and pulling me backwards. "I WASN'T DONE" i screamed, tears streaking down my face.

I'm so sorry Erika, i ruined your makeup, you did such a good job today, as you always do.

His hands cupped my cheek, turning me around to face him. Two large bouncers stood behind him, as if they were guarding the national treasure.

He didn't need for me to explain, his chocolate brown eyes read the situation, his gaze darting from me to the man, finally landing on my reddened knuckles.  His jaws clenched, turning to face the two towering men. "Take him downstairs" he spat, gesturing at the man desperately trying to hold in the blood gliding down his face.

The two large bouncers walked over to him, who was inaudibly yelling and cowering away. Grabbing ahold of him tightly, the two men lifted him off his feet, yanking him away from the floor.

"Nice of you to realize I'm here" I swat away his arms cradling my face, inching backwards to make some space. "Antheia I'm so sorry i-"

"I'm going home" my jaws were still clenched, turning around to walk back out the entrance, my feet were killing me. "W-wait An-"

I didn't wait for him. Tears were streaking down my face as i walked out, the fading sounds of the booming music instantly relieving me, i walked further down the street, passing the cue of what may be at least 20 or so people lined up to get inside.