"Get your fucking hands of me" I cried. Nobody touches my body without permision and gets away with it. Dave backed off confused.
"I was only trying to see if you were ok" he mumbled." I was conserned..." he trailed off.
"well I don't wan't your consern you prick. Touch me again and I'll rip your God Damn head off. It was you who got me in this state in the first place"
"It was an accident" he protested.
"What, throwing a rock in my window? Right, some fucking accident"
Dave was inched ever closer to the door, and I can't say I blamed him. My behaviour was starting to scare even me, usually I never snapped at people like that, but in this new body the rage just kept building and building inside me.
"Just calm down a minute and let me explain" he pleaded. This made my rage grow all the more. No one was going to tell me what to do.
"Like hell I will" I yelled, "You've had your chance to explain, now it's time for you to be punished"
I Grabbed the stone from my desk, and started to wish...
