mona's test story-2022-07-22

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I turned around to see Monica swinging a set of keys around her finger. She popped a bubble of her gum, smiling coldly. I stood up straight, slamming the door to my car. She creaked and I inwardly cringed. The poor thing has been through enough, she didn’t deserve that.

“You did this?” I asked incredulously, wiping my tears. My sadness started turning to anger, and boy was I angry. She nodded, still swinging the keys. She shrugged, as if this was a game. As Betas, we had a good income and that’s why we could afford this car. But I’d had her since my freshman year, and she was mine.

Destroy. Now. Dash growled, and I agreed with her.

“That was probably the biggest mistake of your short life.” I growled, lunging at her. She looked surprised and we fell onto the concrete, hard. She threw out her arm, landing a punch to my nose, and blood spurted out. I didn’t even feel it, but it’s definitely broken. “You would think after all the s**t you put me through that you would be smarter than this.” I gritted my teeth and punched her in the mouth, my knuckle splitting her lip. She screamed when she noticed blood on my hand and threw her arms up in front of her face.

My fists rained down like a storm, landing on her head, knocking her hands into her face, and hitting the concrete. A small crowd had gathered and they were recording, cheering it on. I didn’t care, I just kept throwing my fists, my anger getting the better of me. I felt myself get lifted off of Monica and start getting carried away, so I grabbed her by the hair and dragged her with me, still clawing at her face.

“Lily, stop it!” Sherri cried, trying to pry my hands out of Monica’s hair. Monica was crying, her makeup, hair, and outfit ruined. I like to think her dignity was pretty banged up as well. Finally, Sherri untangled my fingers and Monica ran away screaming. “Lily what was that?!” Sherri exclaimed, letting me go when she was sure I wouldn’t give chase. I watched Monica retreat into her vehicle and speed off, finally blowing out a breath.

My dress was ruined, torn in a few different places, and my hair was in tangles. Blood was caked underneath my nose, and my knuckles were split in multiple places. My knees were scraped and bloody from landing on the concrete. “She destroyed my car!” I cried. “My baby, and she’s absolutely ruined.” Sherri looked in the direction of my car and gasped, her hands flying up to her mouth.

“Oh. My. Goddess. You need to report her to Alpha Leo immediately.” I nodded, and began taking pictures of my precious Malibu. The pictures just hurt me more. Finally getting into Sherris car, she drove us back to the pack house.