"Rudeness is the weak person imitation of strength."~Asher
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|ASHER'S POV|
I wanted to disappear, to get so lost that nobody ever finds me, the true me. So that I can protect myself from everyone.
I couldn't have don't that with my father, I couldn't escape him. But now that I'm free. I built walls for myself, so I wouldn't let anyone dare come close to me.
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I loved the pain.
Kick kick kick
Loved torture.
Punch punch punch
Taking off my shirt, I randomly throw it a random guy that's sleeping by the ring.
Punch
You're ugly anyways, just like your mother.
Punch , kick
Everyone hates you.
Kick ,kick
You're a no one.
Kick punch kick
You're nothing.
Kick kick
No one loves you.
Punch punch punch punch
You're unlovable, who would even look at you.
Kick punch kick punch
Pathetic little brat.
"AHHHH! SHUT UP!" I yell, breathing heavily. Holding onto the punching bag.
"Calm down you lunatic!" A guy yells.
I turn to the guy, searing with anger "What did you say?" I scowl,
"Lunatic." He flicks his tongue.
With one last breath, I knock him down, holding his arms behind his back, squeezing it. "Ow!" The man cries in pain.
I smile at the sound.
It's a beautiful sound. The sound of pain. It's like music to my ear.
Satisfied with what I did, I let him go. He immediately gets up and runs away but not before yelling. "Beast."
I am called the 'Beast.' In the ring. I'm used to it.
Spitting on the ground, I continue my punches on the bag.
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"How's the gym?" My roommate asks.
"Fine." I snap. Opening the fridge, I pick up the carton of orange juice, jugging it down in one swallow.
"Hey, that was mine!" He yells.
"Well too bad." I mock, throwing the carton in the garbage walking to my room.
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