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Outburst

Author: Liy Lah
last update Last Updated: 2025-01-05 21:51:42

Is she kidding me right now?

I looked up the stairs and saw her sitting halfway on the bare floor, hugging her knees as she cried her eyes out. I stopped on my tracks, realizing I must have been too mean.

Were my words too harsh that she broke down??

I rubbed the bridge of my nose, watching her brawl eyes out. I've heard her cry, but not like this.

This felt like I pushed her to the limits with my words and she was finally letting it out, finally venting her frustration through tears. I stared, deeply rooted to the spot, with no idea on what to do. I've never comforted anyone before and I had zero idea how it was done.

"Tracey, get down here, now." I called out, and the moment the words rolled out my tongue, I bit myself in anger.

She was already broken, a hardened tone like this would only make it worse.

Forcing her feet to move, she walked towards me and began screaming, hitting me repeatedly with her fist. It didn't hurt so I let her continue. I let her vent her frustration on m
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