Part of me ~Editing What I Have~

Chapter 1: Part of me

 Part Of Me

Chapter 1

I punched him in the head again, this time busting his lip open. I had already given him a black eye and a couple scars. Not one of the best numbers I had done before, well I guess nothing could compare to the one guys neck I snapped down on 43rd street.

The clunky man sunk down slowly to the cold pavement shocked by the force I packed into the punch.

"Just because I don't look strong doesn't mean I'm not," I said smirking at him "You shouldn't judge a book by it's cover. I thought they taught you that in grade two."

From the corner of my eye I noticed a guy sprinting at me with a jagged bottle, he had beads of sweat rolling down his fairly trim face and sort of a stagger in his step lurching side to side as he ran.

God I hate drunks.

As he was about to smash me over the head with the sharply edged bottle I grabbed his arm flipping him on the cold cement ground, which was now splashed with the red droplets of blood. He cracked his back on the pavement making a shattering sound that was only made by the breaking of a bone, as I turned away to leave the man with the bottle paralyzed from the blow. The first goon got back up and put me in a headlock. He smirked at me glaring into my eyes he had frosty green eyes that seemed like they were searching for something inside of me.

"Call me." He said in a calm and casual voice scribbling his number on my arm. Before he could finish writing the last digit I elbowed him in the stomach. I could feel him crumple to the ground with a moan.

I smirked back at him as I broke out in a sprint. I didn’t want any police finding me, hmmm I think I'm already on the wanted list a few different times, maybe I had even made the FBI's most wanted list. None of them knew its actually me why would it be the small innocent girl that calls in a few of the crimes her self wouldn't they ever know why this mysterious girl always seemed to be there when something tragic happened, I guess they figured I just had bad luck. The cops around her aren’t the brightest all you have to do is show a little or flirt a little to get out of things.

I sprinted the rest of the way home running away from the strange man with the bottle and the weird man who decided it would be great to give the girl who was beating you up your phone number. I glanced down at the arm he wrote his number on. I tried to focus on the number but I couldn’t see the scribbled digits without any light. What did he even write them with, his own blood? How... Romantic I thought rolling my eyes to the back of my head.

I was only about a three-minuet sprint away from my make shifty home, I just wanted to get home and call this weird dude and make sure he wouldn't call the cops or anything on me. I know how stupid and cliché that was but I had to make sure he wouldn't rat me out.

As I arrived at my house I locked the door and sprinted in to turn on the lights. As the white lights warmed up slower then normal I saw what was written on my arm I gasped but wasn't completely surprised when I saw that it said 234-fuckyou. I doubted that was his phone number but I was really desperate to find out. I couldn't risk getting caught so I tried dialing 234-328-5968 you know it never hurts to try.

I heard the first ring as a sense of hope arrived in my chest.

Ring.

      Ring.

           Ring.

                Ring.

By the fifth ring I lost all hope and suspected the worst. I would be discovered. Go to jail and leave my life behind and all hope of ever finding Jasmine again.

I had to reach that senseless bastard. No matter what it takes?  

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Authors Note: So I just update this chapter thank god I started it like a year ago, I really need to get back into updating a lot more I mean common my self. Sorry that I haven't been able to be online to much though, this annoying girl in my school keeps being all dramatic and stuff and she treats every last little thing like it's the end of the world. I just want to slap her in the face and tell her to calm the hell down! 

URG! Anyway comment below what you think of this if I should continue with this sort of re-vamped Part of Me.

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