M-Felt it pulling at the strings just for fun

Axelle Napier · 06-24-2011, 07:10 PM

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WC: 530

Points: 5

All his cursing really meant nothing to her. He was throwing words that didn’t even insult her personally. A fucked up face? She didn’t have one. Asshole? She had one of those, but she could be one at times. That she accepted as a compliment. Bitch? Yeah, whatever, that one got old already. It bothered her a little in the beginning, but guessing now that he couldn’t think of anything else to call her because he didn’t know her at all, he had to call her a bitch. She laughed loudly at his insults that didn’t mean shit to her. He was highly angry for nothing, and you know what? She liked it.

”I am NOT,” she said referring to his business after he was done cursing at her. She stood there quietly. She had nothing to say to that. Fine, if he was so convinced that she was in his business then she must’ve been in some way, shape, or form in his business. The leap, though. The leap she wasn’t expecting AT ALL. He knocked her to the ground again, and she lay there with her arms up blocking her beautiful face. He managed to punch her slightly in the muzzle, due to her arms not being fast enough for that one, but it stung momentarily before she received another thunderous blow to the back of the head. Now, that one hurt. She growled loudly and the rage was now just pouring out of her. Her eyes weren’t seeing, she was incomprehensive at the moment, and she was about to kill him.

After she managed to kick him off of her, he stood back telling her to hit him again. She knew better this time. He was small, but he was strong, too, and the back of her head hurt. She scrunched her face to make the pain ease, but it didn’t help. She released the scrunch and looked at him. Axelle just stood there, kind of confused of how this turned into a fight. Fuck it. She marched over toward him again with her arms and hands balled up at her sides. She knocked him to the ground with her elbow to his head and sat on top of him. She used her arms to pin his arms to the ground above him, and her rump and legs to hold down the rest of him. She didn’t want to hit him anymore, until he came to his senses.

”Calm the fuck down!” She screamed in his face and held him with all her might, which probably could hold him for a few minutes, just enough time for her to talk to him. ”THIS. IS. STUUPIDDD!” If they were going to fight, it would be over something worth it. This wasn’t worth it, no matter how mad she was at the moment. She pushed his head into the muddy grass with her hand, releasing his left arm, and then jumped back off of him all together. She stood back, away from him, breathing deeply with anger. If he was going to continue fighting her, then he was just stupid, too. She was ready for whatever was to come.

Axelle does. "Axelle speaks." Axelle thinks.

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