The last thing i want... IS A FIGHT

prologlue

“Good morning America today there will be a mild rain coverage in new York and Julia will have to go with her best friend to work but she can get her last arse up”

“Shut up Emily you dork you know you’re going to get that employee of the year award ceremony so why make me oop’s

Did I say too much Emily?”

“and you ask me why work’s so hard well here it is you lazy arse your no good a hippo you thin as a giraffe and tall as it you get asked out every day and what do you say sorry how about another time im busy today sir but your not your just a sore little….”

POW. There I accidentally did something I wanted to do for years but I couldn’t cos im the moody hoar of the west I never considered violence till today I just hit my friend I knew since pre-school but I never actually liked her I only was jealous by the way she always got the boys I liked then told me that I was a worthless little cow from that I always felt like she was right I didn’t disserve the manure fertiliser of a potato factory to tell you the truth you could say im jealous of her but I didn’t stop no, I did it again. Pow, Pow, kick...

I couldn’t control myself I hated everything she did to me that I couldn’t help myself from just hitting her but then it came back to me. Whack, slam, POW, kick, pull, rip.

I did not know why I was hitting and why she was but all I knew was that this was the en of our already broken friendship and that she alls knew why I was doing this its mostly because since we’ve moved to new York all she heard in work was “dude did you see that new British girl what’s her name yeah Julia she’s hot tall and thin just the way I like em man I swear im making sure I get laid by her.”

I know how can I hear this stuff and not do anything about them ill tell you because im a sore push over and I’ve never ever done something about it till now. Does Emily think Im going to let her push me around like her poodle like always not today girl today im standing up for my self.

I felt good but I didn’t let the power get over me I wanted to kill her but I couldn’t cause I like the way she was screaming I was laughing at her pain she saw me and said,

“You psycho, you arse, you’re just an ugly hoar and every one knows so you know why because every one thinks your eating disorders.”

i was shocked at what she said but I didn’t let her win like usually I would just shut up go to the bathroom and cry my happiness away no not this time, this time ill come back. So there I said it angrily and distinguishingly

“oh dear pour Emily the fat cow is jealous cause she is a fat little short cow who eats like a pig and can never gat a boy in bed without killing him, jealous enough of me em?”

She punched me then slammed me in the floor rock hard that I hit myself so hard on the head I swear I hear a cracking of the bone at the back of my head, she didn’t stop like me I didn’t stop either we still kept hitting and pulling each others hair and ripping each others clothes which could cost her a fortune because she is renting a Chanel tight mini dress for the party when we gat to work.

we still didn’t stop we kept fight and ripping and pulling it was a big blur from then cause the next thing I remember was that I was bleeding all other my face I had two black eyes and that there was this kind of hole in my arm which looked like a bullet hole then I broke in to tears and fainted.

Since then many things have changed but one thing has'nt...

I still dont want a fight!!