Nerdy Girl Is Not So Nerdy [EDITING]

TWENTY-THREE

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After coming home and seeing my dad on the living room couch, I immediately grabbed my jacket and went out again. I'm not in the mood for explanations, I'm not in the mood for lies or making up with him or my mom, I'm just not in the mood for him. I thought that when he left, he'd be gone for long, but I guess my mom really loves him and I can't tell her what to do or who to love and who to hate.

After going into a small alley to take the short cut to Michael's place, two guys in balaclavas come into view, both of them wearing black gloves, all in black matter of fact. Here we go again, problems. Without second thoughts I clench my fists and swiftly punch the guy on the left with my right hand and then turn to punch the other guy with my left. I give him three more punches in his face as he slowly starts to bleed from his nose and lips, I then grab him by his t-shirt and knee him in his stomach, he drops on the floor but the other guy jumps on my back, chocking me with some pipe. 

Loosing my breath, I quickly move backwards so that his back would hit the wall behind us, when it does he grunts in pain and I gasp for oxygen. I pick myself up again and start throwing punches at his face as well. Suddenly another bigger guy comes into view and punches me hard right in the eye making me stumble a few steps backwards. The two guys with balaclavas pick me up and face me in the direction of the other guy. Wait, he's from our school. What does he want from me? 

The guy without the balaclava starts punching me in my stomach while I can't even defend myself because of the two guys holding me on each side. I groan in pain through my clenched teeth, trying to contain it in and not show it too much. After a few more punches in my face, they let me drop to the floor. "Stay away from Melanie" that voice, it's the same one like the guy who attacked me before. Bastards!

After five minutes of just laying there, I pick myself up and start walking to my next destination, which isn't Michael's any more but Melanie's she's good at first aiding me. After a couple of minutes of walking down to hers I get to her door, praying her parents aren't home because if they were to see me like this they'd probably never let me near their daughter. The door opens showing Melanie, thank god.

She gasps and then comes to me with an ice cream tub that she's been eating and pressed it against my jaw making me smile a little, she's so caring. "Dylan, why am I not surprised?" she drags me into her house but I shake my head, "My parents aren't home and you need aiding" as if she read my mind, I walk inside taking my shoes off.

We walk upstairs into the bathroom and I sit on the sink counter again. She bends down to open the cabinet underneath the sink and grabs some cotton wool and a disinfection water. She starts of by lightly dabbing around my nose and cheeks and then moves onto my lips, I wince as she dabs over the bleeding parts. She puts on her focus face not wanting to hurt me more, I laugh and bring my arm around her waist, pulling her closer. She kisses back and puts one of her hands on my ribs and I instantly pull away grunting because of the pain, "Take your shirt off" she commands and I smirk.

"Next time, I'm going to be stitching you up if you don't stop fighting" she says as she inspects my body and the little cuts on my stomach, "Yeah well, it wasn't a knife, he had a ring" I explain not wanting her to worry although she doesn't seem that surprised, kinda like she expects more fights from me almost. She brings her hands to my chest and I back away, "your hands are cold".

"Well I've been eating ice cream before you came here with bruises. Do I even wanna ask?" she says as she cleans my mini cuts from the ring he had on, I shake my head "I'm a popular guy, a lot of people hate me" I lie to her, even though I shouldn't but until I find that son of a bitch and ask him what he wants from me, I'm not going to say anything. "Good thing you're a footballer who can fight then" she says and then goes downstairs leaving me all alone.