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The rage in me was so strong, and I didn’t know how best to control it. All I knew I wanted to hit Jean, and cause her so much pain. I could see her a bit despite the food particles on my face. She was glaring at me with so much hate in her expression.

I couldn’t stop it, despite hearing Mike authoritative voice trying to calm me down. All I thought was trying to strangle Jean. How dare she talk to me like that?

I dived forward, almost at the same time Jean did. She held my hands behind my back using one hand. I tried to free myself from her, but it was a bit difficult to do so. She used the other hand to rub the food deeper into my skin. I screamed at her.

“Goodness!” Mike screamed behind me.

I couldn’t comprehend was happening anymore as two hands grabbed me from behind with such force that knocked me off my feet. The rational part of me wanted to stop the violence, but the unhinged part wanted to fight. I wanted to win. I wanted to put Jean in her place so bad.

“Stop thi