She stumbled out the bar,
still in her rags from her kidnapper,
she got a taxi to her home.
She made her way,
to the little cafe they all hung out at,
she found him and some girl,
hugging at one of the tables.
She walked up to them,
her head held high,
she grabbed a sandwich of his plate,
shoving it in her mouth.
"She was getting on my nerves,
so I pacified her"
she spoke,
his eyes widening at her words.
The girl spit out the food,
eyes filling with rage,
she jumped on little crybaby,
pinning her to the floor.
A couple punches to the face,
but she was back on her feet,
she kicked the girl in the stomach,
so hard she could barely breath.
Someone rang the girl an ambulance,
they came a little too late,
a kick to one of her rips,
piercing her heart.
Mel wasn't arrested,
as she didn't start the fight,
everybody now feared her,
they no longer called her names.
But they did call her crazy,
and that she was,
but she embraced it.
A/N
Can you guess what song the next chapter is going to be linked to?? ;)
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Crybaby | Melanie Martinez
Random"I guess she really was a crybaby" - She was a girl who loved a boy, He was the boy who didn't want to be loved by her.
