Other Fan Fiction ❯ Stress Relief ❯ Chapter 2

Fuck.

 

Never thought I'd be updating this but…here I am. My friend, ya know, the one that told me her boyfriend raped her? Yeah, that one. She just called me and told me that….SHIT!! She said that her boyfriend and his brother had gotten into an argument. Her boyfriend's brother took their sister into the room and locked the door. Now the room that they're locked in is on the second fucking floor of their house.

 

Her boyfriend's brother jumps out the fucking window to keep from getting in trouble. He's alright from what I've been told. But that's not the fucked up part about it.

 

Her boyfriend finally gets into the room and is fucking livid. He starts getting mad at his sister, fourteen year old sister, for letting their brother jump out of the window. Both guys are like twice her fucking size. What the fuck was she supposed to do to stop him?!

 

Then that fuck job starts hitting her like she's a god damn man!!

 

She's on the couch trying to shield herself from being hit but he's twenty fucking years old and twice her fucking size. He hit her in the head and stomach and she can't defend herself.

 

Now what is the point of this story? The point is, if you are a dude, you don't hit no, no, NO female like that. Especially not your mother fucking sister. And I apologize for my language but I can't help it. This is me angry. This is me when I want to rip someone's balls off stick them in the fridge and give that person back their balls as ice cubes. Yeah, this is me.

 

If I was close enough to that shit-face son of a bitch, I'd beat the shit out him. And the bad thing about it, I mean all of it is bad but the truly bad thing about is that my friend forgave him about the `rape' situation AND is engaged to him. The wedding's not till five years but SHIT! Is that the kind of man any one would want to marry?

 

She said she tried to talk him down, ya know. But he just fussed at her talking about it was her fucking family and he handled all the shit that was going down. BULLSHIT.

 

I swear if she marries him I'm going to snap. That bitch has too many things wrong with him. She had a father that used to be her mother and sister. She doesn't need a husband to do that shit.

 

He had a father that did the same thing. Guess the saying is true, `Like father, like son'. He has one time for me to hear about him hitting her and I'm going to pay him a visit.

 

I hate how one minute she's speaking the world about him. I hate that one minute I'm laughing on the phone with him thinking he'll make her happy. I hate having the next minute, I'm ready to….I don't know. Shit, yes I do. I want to kill him. Yeah, KILL him. But I won't do it. Because I don't think he's worth going to jail over. I don't want to make her sad or his family sad.

 

I guess I'm going soft or something. Or is that being strong? I think its going to soft. Maybe I'll punch him in the jaw when I finally meet him in person. Tell him that if he ever lays a hand on her, I'll make him pray for death. Yeah, that would be nice. Then we could go shopping. Gods, I've never hated someone so bad before. Despite what I'm writing right now, I'm numb with rage.

 

I don't know what to do. I told her that she needs to talk to him about himself. Ya know, make sure he know that she ain't going to take him turning brand new on her. I told her to make sure that he's not that type of guy that'll wait three years into the marriage to start beating her or some shit like that.

 

She told me that she's not going to deal with it. That she'd rather stay alone. I want to believe her, ya know. It's natural to worry isn't it? I'm worried that her heart is too far into the relationship now to really drop him like that. Does that make since? That's why I don't put my heart into my relationships too quickly. Don't get me wrong. I'm faithful whether I'm with a girl or a guy (I'm bi for those who don't know) but I'm truthful.

 

Then again I can't blame her for having her heart in there. They've been going out for three years and have THAT kind of relationship when he's not fucking up.

 

I don't know….I feel drained right now so I'll have to think some more on this. If I could find a relationship like that…. Nah. I don't care how long I go out with a person. If that person hurts me or anyone around them even once for no other reason than being blind with rage, I'd drop him/her. It's not right. I could love that person with all my heart, and I don't use love lightly, L-O-V-E not L-U-V, I'd still get rid of them. Maybe I'm too practical. Again I'll have to think on it.

 

If anyone has any words of wisdom, I'm all ears. Help me out because I'm all out of ideas.

 

I hope this is the last entry I have to do on this particular posting. I really do. If not, oh well, that's just life, ya know.