"Ooh, Mandy!"
Shut up, shut up, shut up.
Stupid Irwin and his backwardness, which should be ignored and normally was ignore if not for the fact that his stupid self was standing outside her house, below her window and being a bother with that stupid loud noise, the poor excuse for a human voice.
A hug of the pillow around her head. She needed that 'sound' out of her mind, off her yard.
Gritting of teeth; groaning in irritation. The voice of wit told her to walk up and accept his affections, just so he could freaking leave her alone. She would be lying to his face just so he could get the heck out of her property; both meant literally and the property of herself.
She had been opening the window a billion times already, delivering curse after curse at him, thrown like rocks or a-bombs, more like. Then ninguna reacción. Sure, he would have his pathetic weep waking up half of the neighborhood for a minimum of time, though it wouldn't matter in the long run. He would just keep on hollering her name like some sort of even more intolerable version of Romeo.
Well, okay then. Let's accept him, the 'Mandy' style.
Slipping her rabbit slippers, she descended to the first story, even more angered seeing the image all in itself, of him looking up at the dark window, throwing rocks and holler her name in the stupid, cutesy seductive tone, wanting even more to be taken to the depths of Hell than hear another word of.
He should be home and be sleeping, he should keep the heck out of her property, he should stop being an annoying piece of- ugh. Whatever, she will just express her feelings when she slap him sillier than her already was, feeling the stir of joy in her chest at bruising that obnoxious plump nose.
He didn't notice the looming danger until she called out to him in fury, barely turning around until he was wrestled down, rolling like loose rocks from a ravine as they rolled a few meters on the empty streets. When they stopped, she was straddling him, sending punches on his face and each word slapping like whip, lining up faster the harder she hit.
"You no-good obnoxious, pathetic, crap-eating, awful, ugly, annoying excuse of dust, wasting space and oxygen! This is what I feel about you, and this!" His nose started to bleed from the attacks, "I will levae you to a nightmare you will never have a wake from, I'll make sure the ashes in your urn will be strewn out over the dog excrements of Lucky, I'll then take those ashes and salt it over Billy's meals while he obliviously eats, I will take those bones and use them as accessories in high school, and then I'll- I'll make sure you fall to your death, I will have the life-time penalty for all I care, I will laugh insanely behind bars thinking I'm finally rid of your stupid, chubby excuse for a face!"
Still sitting atop of him, she gave him slow punches and delivered fewer and fewer as she panted of exhaustion, wanting to punch more but the physical strength failing her and she suddenly wished she had been more active in the gym classes, and so-
If there was a noise to describe his face now, it would be sad violin chords along with glass crashes. His glasses were smacked aside, smashed to pieces on the ground, nose bleeding and a black eye forming, assault proving.
He was scarily quiet to all things said to him, only trying to fish something up from his pocket and held it out before her, a sad tone disturbing her ear drums as he finally spoke. Mandy was loss at words seeing it was a little pink wallet- wait a sec…!
"You dropped this in school."
A/N: I just wanted to write something that was in the likes of Score 1-0 for Irwin, none for Mandy.
R&R.