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I was breathing in and out rapidly. OHHH I'M GONNA BLOW! I did not even realize I was crying until I felt tangy tasting tears rolling down my face. Damn, this hurt so much, but also felt so good.
PLOP SQUIRT SQUIRT.
My eyes rolled in the back of my head as I clutched the toilet's edges and sighed in relief. I used up all the toilet paper to wipe up muh bum!
As I redid my belt, the bathroom door was suddenly slammed open. Yelling and hitting was the first thing I sensed when I heard grunts and the slaps of someone's face hitting the ground.
I took a sharp intake and looked through the stall door. I saw the one and only, Bradley Butler, beating up Big Bertha! Oh god... should I help Big Bertha or watch the dreamy, utterly sexy Bradley Butler pummel her face in?
#lifequestions...Ugh god. WHY AM I SUCH A GOOD PERSON WITH MORALS? PLEASE TELL ME JESUS!
I broke down the door to my stall and split the two up. Bradley's face formed into pure hatred as he saw me, and I felt as if my heart had shattered completely. I looked down to my shoes, to Big Bertha's beaten face and saw she had a bloody nose. I put my hand out, and helped her up, Bradley's eyes still fixated on me, taking in everything that I was doing.
Bradley then spoke up, moving his perfectly shaped lips of his. "What the f!ck, dude?! This b!tch was just waddling around like a little prick, and it annoyed me. Now your sorry ass got in my way. I'll f!cking destroy you!" Bradley threatened, his beautiful eyes transforming into killer's eyes.
I bit my tounge and my feelings were all over the place right now. I know, he's so nice to look at, but he has to shut the mouth of his before I get scissors and cut it off his face.
"Shut your mouth, Bradley. You don't know sh!t about what goes on in her life, so just because you have a pretty face-" I swallow, "doesn't mean you own the whole place. Oh, and b t dubs, those pants are so 2009. Who wears cheetah print pants anymore?" I say, my face holding a devious smirk.
Bradley takes a deep breath, and just stares at me. I notice his eyes flickering to my lips and I suck them in self-consciously. Then he does something that i did not expect.
He broke down crying on my shoulder. "I'm so sorry! I-I-I just get so angry sometimes and I do-do-don't realize how mean I ca-can be! Please, underst-st-st-stand!" Bradley cries, his crystal blue eyes shining brightly, piercing my own.
I hug him sharply, and whisper, "It's okay, baby."
Suddenly, a loud SMACK interrupts Bradley and I hugging, and I turn to see that Big Bertha stomped her foot.
"HEY, PANSIES! DO YOU MIND FIXING MY F!CKING NOSE THAT IS LIKE POORING BLOOD EVERYWHERE. WHILE YOU GUYS WERE WHISPERING SWEET LITTLE SAYINGS TO EACHOTHER I THINK MY TOOTH JUST FELL OUT-" Big Bertha then stopped talking all together and fell to the ground, loudly. The ground around Bertha had cracked severly, and the one toilet started spraying bits of poop and urine everywhere on here broke body, on the ground.
Bradley and I exited the bathroom quickly.
The janitor can take care of that mess. I think as I stare at Bradley's dreamy face.
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