Leslie was up at 5:30am, throwing on her favourite black jeans and long shirt, ready to get the last of the public votes needed to demolish Jamm.
She started with the early morning joggers right up to the 12pm working class on their lunch breaks. She smiled holding all of her votes.

Storming into the council hall, all the board was seated as she had called the emergency meeting 1 hour prior. Everyone, except jamm.
She lied that he was sick when the board asked before quickly pitching her evidence for her Park's success.

After a quick discussion the board unanimously agreed and signed her proposal. She couldn't contain her excitement.

"THANK YOU!" She shouted as she ran out of the room with her proposal signed.
Even though it was now late and the office halls were empty, she decided to check one thing.

She skipped through the halls before finding Jamm in his office on the third floor.
He sat at his desk filling paperwork with a scowl on his face. He looked up in frustration as she barged into the room.

"You've been Knoped, bitch!" She slammed the bill across his desk, all of his papers blowing onto the floor with the impact.
He processed the paper.

"You, you got it signed?! How!" He stood up, his expression furious.
"I called an emergency board meeting without you." She said smugly and happily.
His face tinted red with rage.

"You what! How dare you?!"
He stormed around the desk to tower over her.
"Sorry, guess you lost." Leslie smirked in victory.

She turned to leave as a strong hand roughly grabbed her upper arm. She gasped in surprise as it yanked her back. Jamm's eyes were black with rage.

"Jamm, get your hands off me!" Leslie shouted in feigned courage. She couldn't believe he would dare touch her.

"You revoke that proposal, Knope." He spat as he let go of her arm.

She laughed in amusement.
"You wish you sore loser." She spat at him as quickly moved, blocking her path to the door. He towered over her.

Leslies heart pounded in trepidation.
"You do it tomorrow, or else you'll be sorry."
She gasped when suddenly, jamm swung his fist hard into her right rib side.
She sucked in a staggered breath as t momentum knocked her onto the floor next to his desk. Tears prickled in panic as she struggled to take a breath with the pain.
He glowered at her. "Or there'll be more where that came from." He spat as he left the room.

Leslie began wheezing, I high pitched cry escaping her lips as she tried to regain control of her breathing.
She slowly and eventually pulled herself upright, holding her side. The pain was agonising although she was sure nothing was broken.
She was grateful the entire office had left as she staggered to her car.
She cried and sobbed with each step, shocked at jamm's capability of actual violence and embarrassed that she had been so naive to not determine the possibility of it.

She quickly got home and changed, pulling herself into bed and taking the maximum prescribed dose of pain killers.
She felt like a fool. She had to hide this from Ron. He would scold her for being a fool or retaliate against jamm and get himself hurt.

This was her fight and she had to stay strong. She sighed as sleep consumed her tired body and tears ran down her face.