There is a LOT of vulgar language in this part. Read at your own will.

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It was after school,

you and your friends were tormenting me.

I couldn't help it.

All I felt was pain.

I didn't want to feel pain.

So I stood in the middle of the quiet road.

"what the fuck is she doing"

one of your friends asked.

"is she crazy"

"what the fuck"

I laid down.

"okay she's fucking insane"

a car was coming.

I could hear it.

"shit man"

"what is she doing"

"is she trying to get hit"

"elliot"

they yelled.

"this isn't funny anymore"

"quit acting"

The car was coming closer

I closed my eyes.

A string of curse words filled the air

before I felt a heavy impact.

What confused me, though

was that it didn't hurt.

At least,

not in the way most people made it out to be.

I opened my eyes to see you breathing heavily.

Worry painted your face

before anger took over

"what the hell were you thinking"

I could hear dad's voice as I looked at you.

I saw glimpses of him inside you.

Fear climbed up my throat.

You were so angry.

It scared me.

Pushing you off of me,

I got up and ran.

I'm fine

I'm fine

I'm going to be fine.