Sophia.
I warn her, “If you don’t let me go now, I’ll do something you’ll never expect,” I threaten. But she drags my hair painfully instead of letting me go.
Sneering, she replies, “Do you really think you can beat me the same way you beat and kill Matt? I’m a lot stronger than you think.”
Without another word, I turn around and kick her hard in the shins. That plastic-looking face. She lets go of my hair and stumbles back in pain, screaming, and with blood pouring from her nose. I stand there motionless as my heart races. I stand there, motionless, my heart pounding. She looks up at me with a look of shock and pain on her face.
“You b***h!” She screams. “What have you done? How dare you hurt my beautiful face?” I attack her again before she can defend herself. I begin to hit and kick
