Ryan drives me home after I refuse to visit the college physio therapist to get my leg looked at. "It's just a small bruise, it will be better tomorrow," I explain as I get out of the car. Ryan sighs. "Victoria you took it too far," he says, making em roll my eyes. "I don't need a lecture from you Ryan, I think the pain in my leg and shoulders is enough punishment," I answer. Ryan sighs. "All I'm saying is you can't blame the man for losing control, you made him bleed and you provoked an attack," he explains. I growl. "Yeah, take his side, why don't you," I scoff and shut the car door. I limp upstairs to my room and lock the door behind me.
I take off my clothes and jump in the shower. Hopefully the warm water will help ease the tension in my muscles. I stand under the hot water, letting
