INSANITY

42 | bitch fight

"What are you going to do to stop me?"

I smirked.

She moved closer. We stood across from one another, watching each movement the other made carefully.

Natalia was trained, I could see that. And I had expected nothing less, her being the only daughter in a mafia family. She was trained.

But I was trained harder.

Her eyes gave her away as the looked over towards the door behind me before running towards it. I leapt in front of her way, tackling her side. I took her down with ease and we fell with me on top of her.

"You Bitch," she yelled as we struggled to get on top, her fists flying at my face. I dodged every hit of hers and blocked my face. Once I caught a break between her attacks, I threw the back of my elbow into her cheek, slamming her head back in the process. She groaned loudly and closed her eyes in pain.

I took the chance to flip her over. I took her left arm and bent it backwards behind her until she wailed out in pain. I scooted her body closer to the lit fireplace in front of us, interested to see how long it would take for her  hair to light up.

She fumbled beside the fireplace with her free arm until I heard a metal clank. A fire stirrer flew at my face as she tried to stab me from behind her head. I rolled off of her and out of range.

She swung the metal rod at me, tauntingly, "Come get it, Bitch."

Oh, I will. I jumped at her quickly, catching her off guard. She must've expected me to back off. I grabbed the middle of the metal rod, using my force to turn it back towards her. Slamming her into the wall, I held the rod across her neck, the middle of the rock pressing into her neck, causing her to choke.

She kicked up at me and tried to move towards the window, anything to get from under my grasp. She managed to get to the window, but not before I could slam her head back through it, causing it to shatter. Glass shards coated the floor. I grabbed her neck with my hand and squeezed. Squeezed like I had been wanting to do ever since I read her name in that damned letter.

"Don't you know who I am?" I whispered in her ear as she gasped and spit, trying her best to take in a breath.

I felt a tug on my hair, pulling me off of her.

I was thrown to the ground by a muscular arm. Fucking Hank. He smirked at me as he placed his shoe on my neck, slowly adding more and more pressure.

"Watch yourself, Dollface. Don't forget who taught you all this."

Pure rage entered my system. This was the man who had ruined my life. Ruined any chance I had of being a normal girl. Ruined my moment with Moretti. Almost killed the man I lo-

I grabbed a blade of glass from beside me, cutting up my palm in the process before I jammed it into his calf. He yelled and yanked his foot away from me, stumbling. I stood back to my full height and threw a kick into his gut. He fell over into the pile of glass.

Looking back up, I saw Natalia smirking, one leg already standing in the windowsill.

No.

No.

I cant let her get away.

I lunged for her black head, ready to rip out every strand, before a steel grip on my ankle yanked me down back to the ground.

As I gasped, the wind knocked out of me, Natalia's form gracefully leapt out of the window, disappearing into the night.

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a/n: i am sorry it took so long to update, i have just been really putting it off bc i'm worried it's not any good and u guys won't like it :(