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 FUCKING 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! ...