"GET UP!" I yell, startling my sister, "You really thought you'll just get to steal my man and my life and I'll let you get away with it, you dumb f*****g cunt? Get up and fight me or I'll just smash your f*****g head against the ground."
She's now starting to understand I mean it. And she's in some s**t.
Rhea gulps and struggles to get up on her own. I wait for her and as soon as she's standing, I push her chest with both hands, throwing her back and making her fall again. Her back hits the ground and she lets out a pained wail that just makes me smile.
I jump on her and punch her face without giving her even a second to gather herself.
"Stop," she cries. At the first punch? She’s a lot weaker than I thought, "f*****g stop, Arielle. Why can't you just let us be happy? He loves me, h
