Ugh. Not again. You guessed it. Kimberly's back. Before I could say anything though, she pounced on me, forcing me against the wall.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't Isaac Hanson's little girlfriend," she sneered.
"Leave me alone Kimberly," I glared at her, and struggled to get away but she pinned me to the wall.
"No, I don't think so," she said coldly. "Ike would be with me right now if it wasn't for you!"
"I'm warning you right now, if you even dare to hurt me I'll file assault charges quicker than you lost your viriginity to a dog."
She looked at me. Then she smiled cruelly, "rumor has it that you did just that. Except the dog's name is Isaac Hanson."
I gulped. How'd she know? Before I could respond, she punched my jaw. I winced, but told her, "or I could just kick your ass since you just hit me and I'll hurt you in self-defense."
She opened her mouth to shout an insult but I kicked her in the stomach. She stood up and tried to hit me again. I grabbed her arm and twisted it backwards. I was obviously stronger than her.
Then I quickly kicked her hard in the shins and pushed her onto her back, but she got a quick swing at my lip first. I tasted blood in my mouth as I kneeled down and pinned her to the ground with my elbows.
"Well Kimberly, it looks like all those kickboxing lessons paid off for me doesn't it?" I smiled despite the pain in my lip.
She tried to wiggle free, but I held her down firmly. "And if you ever come near Ike or me again, you will loathe the day your fucking mother was artificially insemenated with a test-tube rejection like you!"
She gasped, and prepared for me to hit her again. "No, no, I'm not going to hit you, so don't worry. I could knock your head off right now, but just remember that I didn't."
I lifted myself off of her, and rubbed my jaw. She picked herself up too.
"Okay," she mumbled, "you won." She glared at me.
"Remember that," I said, "and just in ase you ever decide to stalk me or Ike again, just remember two words: restraining order."
With that, I walked out of the washroom. Who should I run into but...Ike!
He stared at me with wide eyes. "Wow!" He said, "I was watching through a crack in the door, because I saw you come in here, then I heard yelling, and...wow! You beat the living shit out of her!"
I smiled. We walked through the mall. "I never knew you could do that," he told me.
"Well, when I get mad, I mean, REALLY mad, then watch out, because when scum pisses me off, I lash out," I replied.
"I've noticed," he said.
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~*Alexandra*~
I released myself from Taylor's grip and sprinted to the alley. I frantically searched anywhere for an escape. I couldn't face Taylor right at that moment. I didn't feel that I needed an explanation.
I had heard all I needed to know. I knew what I heard. As if on cue, Tay shouted, "Alex! Wait! I can explain!"
Yeah right.
His shouts only made me run faster. But as I ran through the alley, I heard Taylor's footsteps rapidly beating behind me, catching up. I tripped, and would've fallen if Taylor hadn't quickly stepped up and caught me.
When I regained my balance, I once again tried to get away, but Taylor held me tight.
"Taylor, let go!" I yelled.
"No Alex!" Then he added in a soft voice, "I have to show you something."
"I don't care," I told him.
"No, it's important, come on," he said.
I reluctantly allowed him to take my hand. He guided me out of the alley and down the street.
"Where're we going?" I asked curiously. He didn't answer. He plulled me down another street, and into a small cemetary.
"A cemetary? What..." I began, but Taylor haulted me to a stop abruptly, staring down.
"Why did you bring me here?" I demanded. Again, Taylor remained silent, staring at the ground.
I followed his gaze to where he was looking at. It was a small gravestone. I only read the first word before I gulped.
Taylor turned to me with a tear in his eye. He whispered softly, "Alex, Emily's dead."
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