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“Don't. Fuck. With. Me,” I hissed. Blood gushed from her
nose; it wasn't broken, but I knew it was probably painful.
She glared at me, but too bad she was no longer in
control. Her friends tried to grab my arms, to pull me away
from their queen bee, but I held her tighter. Her throat was
small and delicate in my hand.
“Don't fuck with me,” I repeated. "You won't like the
consequences. You might not like to get your hands dirty,
but I don't mind. After all, I'm a poor, dirty rat, right? You
don't threaten my grandparents. You don't threaten me.
Because trust me, I will destroy you. I have my ways,
Bethany Fallon. That's your first and only warning.”
I pushed away from her, and she gasped for breath,
wheezing. “You… bitch.”
Suraiya tried to grab me, but I sidestepped out of her
way. “You’ll end up with a broken nose, too,” I warned.
She smartly took a step back, and I smiled. Yeah, maybe
I did look like a maniac in the moment, but Riley had been
right. I couldn’t let them walk all over me.
Bethany’s minions surrounded her as she moaned and
cried about her nose. I gave them a final glance and walked
out of the bathroom.
I wasn’t Miss Popular; I wasn’t rich or the cheerleading
captain… but the lack of these titles didn’t make me weak
because I was no doormat.
The next time they threatened the people I loved, I’d
show them my teeth and claws.