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I get really fucking angry then, so angry I kind of lose my mind.

I start throwing completely unacceptable punches nonstop. I claw at Elliot's arms and at then his face and I still don’t stop at all, I’m growling and crying while he just covers himself.

When I grab his soft hair and pull on it with all the strength I can muster, Elliot gets tired of letting me throw this tantrum. He grabs my wrists and twists them, making me squeal.

"Let go of me, I hate you!" I yell at him, struggling against his grip, "I hate you!"

Elliot lets go of me forcefully, pushing me just a little, but I end up on my butt on the floor anyway. I'm crying, but it's not even because of the mess between us or last night’s fight; it's because my face, ribs, wrists and butt hurt.

Xavier, Eva and Franco come over and they all ask if I'm okay.

“No," I cry, accepting Franco's hand so he can lift me up. He immediately hugs me and I'm so damaged that I bury my face in his chest and wrap my arms around his waist, cry
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