"I can't breathe, I need help!" I could hear the sheer panic in her voice as she lay there curled into a ball. "Kirstie, you've got to calm down! You need to tell me what happened!" I knew it would take a lot of coaxing to get the story out of her. She was shaking so bad that I was starting to get nervous, What the hell happened to her? I tried to think of ways to help her, I kept wracking my brain from that CPR class. Was there anything in there that taught me how to deal with anxiety? I don't think so. "Kirstie you need to tell me what's going on!"
"H-he h-hit m-me." She stammered out slowly.
"Who hit you? Talk to me Kirstie!"
"J-Jermey, I t-told him I w-was l-leaving and h-he h-hit me."
"That son-of-a-bitch!"
"What's the matter, Jeremy cared of someone who's bigger than you?" I could feel the sweat beading on my forehead as I waited for my younger brother to attack him. Maybe this would be the end of Jeremey's psychotic ways and my brother would put a stop to it once and for all. "Come here you slime ball!" I saw Matt's hand raise back and then I ran the other way, I couldn't watch anymore.
Very week 10--the two vignettes, the indeterminate ending. (Even though we don' t really know what happens next, every and any reader is cheering for Matt and hoping Jeremy gets his ass well-kicked, and you leave the door wide-open for us to feel that is exactly what is going to take place.)
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