TW: Graphic Depictions of Violence
RAVEN
“AH!" With a burst of energy, I kicked my boot against the wooden door. “GODDAMNIT! COME BACK HERE, YOU f*****g ASSHOLE!" Swinging around, I pumped my fists down at my side. “Ugh! Why am I even interested in someone like him?" Dropping the pipe onto the floor, it rang out with each hollow end bouncing off the floor, I raved. “I can fight. I tell him I can, and yet he doesn't let me! What the f**k did I do? I can help them! I mean, I saved his ass! Why won't he f*****g understand?"
“Because he's always been a stubborn chivalrous ass," a female voice mumbled from behind me before I heard her spit.
Turning around, I focused on the woman with red hair in the room. I dropped my hands from my hair and hurried over to her. “You must be special if he ba
