It's weirdly appropriate to post it now because yesterday's Cucumber had a plot which was kind of similar.
(If sex and violence doesn't make you sick, you should totally watch it. It was one of the most effective things I've ever seen. I was an motional mess for over an hour afterwards.)
It wasn't inspired by Cucumber, I wrote it during the day. It was just a coincidence.
Don't, Get MadI wish he hadn't said those things about my mother.
She was no saint, but she tried her damn best on minimum wage with a string of abusive boyfriends.
And I don't deserve to be here, rotting away, waiting for my trial to start.
It was just a wild swing in the heat of the moment! It wasn't supposed to actually hit him! Or send him flying backwards to smack his head open on a brick.
I didn't know what to do. I think I just stood there, staring until the police and an ambulance came to take us away.