Chapter 63: Out of Character (2)

If there is anyone that can read my mind I am in dangerous territory. I need a bro's advice right here and now. I was thrown into RIta's place by Rita. She threw me onto a couch and now she is on top of me. I think I see a steam coming off of Rita's head.

I think she needs help cooling off. I should go get her water. I tried to get up but she pushed me down again. All the air was taken out of me for a second. I regained my breath and said she needed to drink water. 

She said she didn't need any water in her body. Why she said it like that is beyond me. She could have said she didn't want water. I don't know why she had to add the body part. 

"You punk bastard of a Man!" Rita said with an angry red face. Now she is hurting the pride of a man. I have a name. I also don't think they had me out of wedlock. So I cannot be a bastard. 

"You were trying so hard to conversate even during dinner. I was responding to every word you said. Then you had to do something wild and aggressive!" Rita said, raising her voice. 

"Wild and aggressive?" I said feigning ignorance. Even though I know what I did was wild and aggressive.

"Don't play dumb. You held

my hand while eating. That is an aggressive move! You saw my hand and you had to grab it!" Rita said, shaking me up and down. 

I am not in the best situation. If she keeps shaking me like this I will get a concussion. That being the case if I get a concussion from her I'd be ok with it. This girl is pretty and pretty girls can get away with hurting men. 

That actually is a bad mindset. Domestic abuse is bad for both parties. Abusing relationships isn't good. I think my brain shaking around is messing with my morals.