/inb4umadbro
YES IM MAD!?
Ok, there's this girl. NO: shes NOT hot. I know hat a hot girl is. We have quite a few of them at our school. She's not one.
Couldnt find one of her teeth. Let's just say, There's a gap between each one so big I can literally stick my finger through it. Anywho, me and her used to be pretty close. It was an odd relationship. She treated me like absolute SHIT. But she treats everyone like that. I thought it was just her. Well, I was ALWAYS there for her. She woke me up COUNTLESS times to hear me read her back to sleep (Im a God at reading. Not gunna lie.) after a nightmare. I did it gladly. I always listened to her problems at home. I put up with her dumb ass death metal ( I like SOME metal, not Death Metal.) and I put up with her always complaining about being called Emo, and then going: Do you think this looks Emo enough for the concert/mall/movies etc. etc. etc?
I've been as good a friend as anyone can be. I missed my Aunts remarriage so she would have a place to stay because her first plan ditched her. I gotta say, I worked pretty damn hard to make her happy. Well, one day, I need help. Yeah, most of you know what it was, so I'm not gunna say. Anyways, I was having those thoughts, and one day at lunch, I broke down in tears. Well not at first anyways. I just grabbed her bag and moved it to where I wanted to sit alone with her, so as not to be overheard. Well (and I'm trying to do this without sounding like I'm exaggerating it for my side, this is the WHOLE truth.) she got this girl she KNOWS I hate, (It's her "best friend" that I can' STAND!) to come and get it. Instead of being a good friend and KNOWING (I'm about 110% positive she knew I was upset. I felt like crap, thus meaning, I looked like crap.) that I was upset, she did that. So I was fine with it until..lets call her....Mary. I was fine until Mary came up and tried to grab the bag. I'm not sure why I didn't just give it to her and tell her to ask Alex to come over. But I guess it's because I KNEW she wouldn't. She'd just tell Alex that I was just being a bitch or something. :\ Anywho, so I argued with Mary for a few minutes (Alex was still in line) over the bag, until she grabbed it, i grabbed it, we pulled, and she let it go in my face. It didn't hurt, not at all. But it was just the final straw. I broke. I couldn't take it. The tears poured out...I took the fork and under the table..well..anyways...So after about 10 seconds, I realized who my real friends were. They came to my rescue, hugging me, telling me it was ok, asking what was wrong. The whole time, I kept glancing back at Alex to see if she even cared. Evidently not. She was eating her lunch, laughing, and I could almost hear the insults I knew she was throwing at her "friends". Finally, she looked up, gave me a questioning look, and went back to eating. She finished, while I half-explained my problem to my friends (There are some things that just can't be put into words while you're crying...), and eventually came over. She looked me in the eye, and said: What do you want. Right there I...I broke again. I wanted to murder her. But I didn't. (Obviously. -.-) I just told her I wanted to talk. She told me I could have done it when we were in line (I was never in line, mind you.>_> Anyways...then she said that I could talk to her when I calmed down. My friends were just looking on, not sure whether to act or not (they knew we were friends) and so she walked away. That brought on another bout of tears. The fact that I can be there whenever SHE needs me....but me, oh no, me who NEVER complains to her, made HER world PERFECT! Paid for HER shit, gave HER rides, helped with HER problems...and I finally have one problem. One increasingly serious problem I needed help with. And she couldn't find time for it. SO the next day, I was prepared to just let it be. I figured she might be PMS'ing or something.So I was prepared to let it go. Let's make Alex happy. Let's keep her close. Well, she blew it way out of proportion. She didn't talk to me all day. Didn't look at me. Didn't acknowledge me in anyway. I didn't ask what was wrong. I knew when she was like this, it was best to leave her be. Well, she did her signature thing..did it over text. She Telled at me (Yelled over a text, as in: YOU FAT ASS BITCH. DONT COMPLAIN TO ME. YOU NEVER HELP ME WITH MINE). I was astonished at this. So, knowing Alex was just a bully, and didn't expect me to fight back, I fought back. I cussed her out, all over the phone of course because she ran through the back hallways at school to avoid me, even changed her lunch period. I had no way of contacting her at school. (we had no other classes..) And of course, everyday, it continued with the texts. She HAS to do EVERYTHING over text/FB/phone/anyways other than my face. With a group, she acts like a bad ass. I've cornered her twice now. She's scared of me. I can see it. Not trying to make myself sound like a hardass, but I'm stronger than Alex, and she knows it. We've ALMOST been in two fights, and she's gotten a LARGE group of black girls that hate me for no reason to beat my ass. I got one down, but seriously...5 on one? Not happening.Anyways, the other day I finally got her alone one last time. She went into the bathroom, called me a "dog" (Not a bitch, seriously a dog.) (Oh, and at that I was like: wtf, what are we, 8?) And so I went into the bathroom after her. She was running into a stall, and one of our mutual friends, (lets call her Lucy) was in there with her. Well, I went in, grabbed her VERY roughly by the shoulders (Rough, huh. Im "bad ass" -.- No. I know. But I just wanted her attention) Anywho, I grabbed her, dug my thumbs into her shoulders, yelled at her, cussed her out, and through her into a wall. She got up and (what I had done SERIOUSLY hurts your shoulders if you've never had it done to you before...the whole "having thumbs dug into your shoulders" thing. It hurts. Like a bitch.) attempted to push me back. I barely took a step back. So I called her a bitch ass mother fucker, turned my back, and walked away. It took all I had to walk away. I had so much more built up. Anyways, I heard footsteps, turned around, pulled my fist back, and Lucy grabbed Alex before she could come at me. Lucy looked at me, said: You might wanna leave. I'll try and calm her down. I don't want you two fighting. So I put my fist down, and walked to our principles office. I turned myself in. Gave the full truth. And guess what? Didn't get in ANY trouble because I turned myself in. Well that was Tuesday. Anyways, last night, I went to a carnival. She did too. More of our mutual friends showed up and it was VERY difficult to talk to them because every time I started a sentence, she pulled them away to go do something. Well, I got home, and she started, you guessed it!, texting me! I ignored her. I wouldn't give her what she wanted. I refused. So today, she got a HUGGEEE group of black girls and Mexicans to go beat up one of my friends. I'd had it. I need your guy's help on what I should do. I had to fill you in on WHY I was wanting to fight her, who started it, yadda-yadda-yadda before I asked:
Should I go up there NOW (meaning leave my Dad's who I rarely see) and possibly get jumped, but get in no trouble with my Mom or the school...
Or: Should I wait until school on Monday, see her, and beat her right then and there, and get suspended + grounded.
/inb4coolstorybro/sis.
tl;dr: I hate a bitch. She wants to fight me. I could get jumped. Do I do it now or wait till school and get suspended.
kk thanks, help MUCH appreciated. :]
YES IM MAD!?
Ok, there's this girl. NO: shes NOT hot. I know hat a hot girl is. We have quite a few of them at our school. She's not one.
Couldnt find one of her teeth. Let's just say, There's a gap between each one so big I can literally stick my finger through it. Anywho, me and her used to be pretty close. It was an odd relationship. She treated me like absolute SHIT. But she treats everyone like that. I thought it was just her. Well, I was ALWAYS there for her. She woke me up COUNTLESS times to hear me read her back to sleep (Im a God at reading. Not gunna lie.) after a nightmare. I did it gladly. I always listened to her problems at home. I put up with her dumb ass death metal ( I like SOME metal, not Death Metal.) and I put up with her always complaining about being called Emo, and then going: Do you think this looks Emo enough for the concert/mall/movies etc. etc. etc?
I've been as good a friend as anyone can be. I missed my Aunts remarriage so she would have a place to stay because her first plan ditched her. I gotta say, I worked pretty damn hard to make her happy. Well, one day, I need help. Yeah, most of you know what it was, so I'm not gunna say. Anyways, I was having those thoughts, and one day at lunch, I broke down in tears. Well not at first anyways. I just grabbed her bag and moved it to where I wanted to sit alone with her, so as not to be overheard. Well (and I'm trying to do this without sounding like I'm exaggerating it for my side, this is the WHOLE truth.) she got this girl she KNOWS I hate, (It's her "best friend" that I can' STAND!) to come and get it. Instead of being a good friend and KNOWING (I'm about 110% positive she knew I was upset. I felt like crap, thus meaning, I looked like crap.) that I was upset, she did that. So I was fine with it until..lets call her....Mary. I was fine until Mary came up and tried to grab the bag. I'm not sure why I didn't just give it to her and tell her to ask Alex to come over. But I guess it's because I KNEW she wouldn't. She'd just tell Alex that I was just being a bitch or something. :\ Anywho, so I argued with Mary for a few minutes (Alex was still in line) over the bag, until she grabbed it, i grabbed it, we pulled, and she let it go in my face. It didn't hurt, not at all. But it was just the final straw. I broke. I couldn't take it. The tears poured out...I took the fork and under the table..well..anyways...So after about 10 seconds, I realized who my real friends were. They came to my rescue, hugging me, telling me it was ok, asking what was wrong. The whole time, I kept glancing back at Alex to see if she even cared. Evidently not. She was eating her lunch, laughing, and I could almost hear the insults I knew she was throwing at her "friends". Finally, she looked up, gave me a questioning look, and went back to eating. She finished, while I half-explained my problem to my friends (There are some things that just can't be put into words while you're crying...), and eventually came over. She looked me in the eye, and said: What do you want. Right there I...I broke again. I wanted to murder her. But I didn't. (Obviously. -.-) I just told her I wanted to talk. She told me I could have done it when we were in line (I was never in line, mind you.>_> Anyways...then she said that I could talk to her when I calmed down. My friends were just looking on, not sure whether to act or not (they knew we were friends) and so she walked away. That brought on another bout of tears. The fact that I can be there whenever SHE needs me....but me, oh no, me who NEVER complains to her, made HER world PERFECT! Paid for HER shit, gave HER rides, helped with HER problems...and I finally have one problem. One increasingly serious problem I needed help with. And she couldn't find time for it. SO the next day, I was prepared to just let it be. I figured she might be PMS'ing or something.So I was prepared to let it go. Let's make Alex happy. Let's keep her close. Well, she blew it way out of proportion. She didn't talk to me all day. Didn't look at me. Didn't acknowledge me in anyway. I didn't ask what was wrong. I knew when she was like this, it was best to leave her be. Well, she did her signature thing..did it over text. She Telled at me (Yelled over a text, as in: YOU FAT ASS BITCH. DONT COMPLAIN TO ME. YOU NEVER HELP ME WITH MINE). I was astonished at this. So, knowing Alex was just a bully, and didn't expect me to fight back, I fought back. I cussed her out, all over the phone of course because she ran through the back hallways at school to avoid me, even changed her lunch period. I had no way of contacting her at school. (we had no other classes..) And of course, everyday, it continued with the texts. She HAS to do EVERYTHING over text/FB/phone/anyways other than my face. With a group, she acts like a bad ass. I've cornered her twice now. She's scared of me. I can see it. Not trying to make myself sound like a hardass, but I'm stronger than Alex, and she knows it. We've ALMOST been in two fights, and she's gotten a LARGE group of black girls that hate me for no reason to beat my ass. I got one down, but seriously...5 on one? Not happening.Anyways, the other day I finally got her alone one last time. She went into the bathroom, called me a "dog" (Not a bitch, seriously a dog.) (Oh, and at that I was like: wtf, what are we, 8?) And so I went into the bathroom after her. She was running into a stall, and one of our mutual friends, (lets call her Lucy) was in there with her. Well, I went in, grabbed her VERY roughly by the shoulders (Rough, huh. Im "bad ass" -.- No. I know. But I just wanted her attention) Anywho, I grabbed her, dug my thumbs into her shoulders, yelled at her, cussed her out, and through her into a wall. She got up and (what I had done SERIOUSLY hurts your shoulders if you've never had it done to you before...the whole "having thumbs dug into your shoulders" thing. It hurts. Like a bitch.) attempted to push me back. I barely took a step back. So I called her a bitch ass mother fucker, turned my back, and walked away. It took all I had to walk away. I had so much more built up. Anyways, I heard footsteps, turned around, pulled my fist back, and Lucy grabbed Alex before she could come at me. Lucy looked at me, said: You might wanna leave. I'll try and calm her down. I don't want you two fighting. So I put my fist down, and walked to our principles office. I turned myself in. Gave the full truth. And guess what? Didn't get in ANY trouble because I turned myself in. Well that was Tuesday. Anyways, last night, I went to a carnival. She did too. More of our mutual friends showed up and it was VERY difficult to talk to them because every time I started a sentence, she pulled them away to go do something. Well, I got home, and she started, you guessed it!, texting me! I ignored her. I wouldn't give her what she wanted. I refused. So today, she got a HUGGEEE group of black girls and Mexicans to go beat up one of my friends. I'd had it. I need your guy's help on what I should do. I had to fill you in on WHY I was wanting to fight her, who started it, yadda-yadda-yadda before I asked:
Should I go up there NOW (meaning leave my Dad's who I rarely see) and possibly get jumped, but get in no trouble with my Mom or the school...
Or: Should I wait until school on Monday, see her, and beat her right then and there, and get suspended + grounded.
/inb4coolstorybro/sis.
tl;dr: I hate a bitch. She wants to fight me. I could get jumped. Do I do it now or wait till school and get suspended.
kk thanks, help MUCH appreciated. :]
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