"SAY IT!" I hollered and she whimpered.
"N-no, I... I'm s-sorry. I'm s-sorry." She stammered and covered her face. Her fear surpassed her anger.
"Why are you saying sorry? Aren't you above me? Aren't you better than me? Better people don't say sorry to losers like me, do they? Come on, call me names. Come on, do it!"
"No, I'm sorry. I... I'm sorry."
I yanked her hair despite her apologies and twisted them around my big fist. Her head tilted as her face blanched more.
"Bítches like you made my life hell. You made my breathing difficult. Just because you're beautiful and I'm not doesn't give you the right to torment me!!!" I screamed in her face.
"You think I like to be this way- ugly and fat? No, nooo. I fúcking want to be beautiful too. But is it my fault if the Moon goddess is
