A/N:
The warning continues from the last chapter.
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Olivia sat back in her stance as Demon 1 and Devil Spawn entered the small clearing she led them to. The two boys looked furious, holding onto their injuries.
"God, the more I look at you shit faces, the more I want to kill myself," the brunette sneered, moving around as the two circled her.
"Why don't I speed your death up then, you freak!" Screamed the tall Devil as the two aimed punch after punch at the girl.
Life and death on the line now, Olivia blocked each strike, grunting at the force of some of them. The drunks were wild, the smell of blood and sweat entered the air, and the petite girl could hear her own blood pumping through her veins. Landing a well-aimed instep kick to the Demon Spawn's chin, she gave a spinning kick to the Devil-in-Charge.
Breathing heavily, she quickly went over to finish the job when she heard someone else enter the clearing.
Turning around quickly, the brunette felt dread enter her veins as her redheaded friend was thrown to the clearing by Demon 2. The shorter friend ran over and pushed her taller friend behind her.
"Holy shit, he has a knife." Whispered Rachael hopelessly. "I-I don't want to die, Olivia."
Olivia snarled, "We aren't going to die, Rachael. This isn't a fucking tragedy; this is real life. We will get out of here, I promise." Sticking her guard back up, she let out a yell of anger as she rushed the three teens.
Block after block, punch to kick, the crunch of grass beneath her feet and the feeling of sweat dripping down her face reminded the brunette just what she was fighting for.
Life.
The right to live.
She'd be damned if these bullies took that from her!
Letting out a scream of frustration, she sent a kick behind her only to be stopped by a cry of pain.
Swinging around to look at her friend, the Devil-in-Disguise held a knife over her redheaded friend. In her moment of weakness, Olivia was hit over the head. Her face met the sticks on the forest floor.
Frozen on the ground, Olivia watched as the horned man stabbed Rachael again.
And Again.
anD aGaiN
AGAIN.
"Help! Help me, oh God, HELP!" The screams faded into whimpers until all that Olivia could hear was the sick thud of each stab.
"O-oh my god, s-stop it! Let her GO, you MONSTER!" the brunette screeched out, trying to reach her friend, only to be kicked in the face. She didn't even yell out when she felt her nose break, blood running down her lips.
Thunk. Thunk. Thunk.
'Wait. Please, no.'
Everything in the forest no longer existed, just the red mixing with red. Darkness invading the karate champ's vision. Why could she taste her cherry chapstick?
"Oh fuck, you just stabbed her, man!"
"Damn right I did! The bitch didn't even do anything, just cried."
Please... make it stop...
"What do we do about this one?"
'Kill me, please. I-I can't live like this...' Looking up at the sky, she couldn't see the blue of the clouds or hear the calming wind through the leaves. She could only see red and hear the angry crunch of leaves coming close to her.
Olivia cried out as she was kicked over and over again, finding the will to survive dwindling. She didn't move as they yelled at her.
"Defend yourself, slut!"
Her arm was pulled, and her body dragged with it as she faded in and out of consciousness.
"This lame-ass Karate bitch can't do anything!" They snickered together as the Devil brought her to a stack of rocks, "let's make sure she can't win three times in a row."
Olivia was on the verge of blissful sleep when she felt her arm shoot up with indescribable pain. Screaming her throat horse, she looked at her right arm and saw the large rock that now sat on her arm with wide eyes. Sobbing out, snot mixed with blood, sweat, and tears as she attempted to weakly shove the rock off.
The boys laughed at her misfortune. Before she passed out from exhaustion, she heard dogs barking and shouts of "show your hands!"
"Remember, Olivia. We learn Karate..."
"...in hopes, we never have to use it."
Olivia would have two weeks of dreamless, painless bliss before waking up from her coma into a never-ending nightmare. She has told her best friend died on the way to the hospital, making her feel even worse knowing that Rachael suffered through death.
Grabbing her hairbrush, Olivia threw it with a scream at her mirror.
The image of her shattered to pieces, but she could still hear the blood pumping through veins and her rough attempts to fill her lungs. She could feel the sticky sweat all over her body, and all it did was remind her of the life she didn't fucking deserve.
She was alone.
Her best friend was dead, her mom was dead, her dad was never home...now her new best friends were leaving her.
Frustrated, she grabbed at the roots of her hair and pulled to feel the pain spread across her scalp. Pushing herself up, she forced herself to her desk and opened the bottom drawer. Grabbing the bottle of Bourbon she took from her father, she hurriedly opened it and downed multiple gulps of the cold liquid.
Her lips left the bottle, she choked and coughed at the painful liquid burning down her stomach.
Olivia dropped the bottle into the drawer and slammed herself onto the floor. Staring at the ceiling, she watched as black spots invaded her vision.
'Karate is the reason I'm here; Karate is the reason for the misery in my life.'
Looking at the scar again, she thought back to Eli's hurtful words.
Chuckling, she said to no one, "I'm not a freak because of this scar... I'm a freak because I survived..." Curling into a ball, the petite teen allowed herself to fall into darkness.
"When are you going to stop being such a pussy and grow a pair, Renyolds?"
"The world doesn't revolve around you."
'Maybe it's time to stop being the victim...'
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A/N I" M CUTTING IT OFF THERE FOR DRAMA