The sound of her beating on me echoes as the white water drops around us.
It is cold, so cold that my breath is seen in front of me.
"He said the same thing"!
"Perverted scum"!
I push but she gets underneath my arms, and punches me in the stomach.
Trying to inhale only makes me cough as I brace on the side of the boat.
She swings again and it connects with my temple, I nearly black out for a moment as I fall down.
"Stop"!
My hand comes up as I rise from her quick, and sudden abuse.
"Just tell me it bothers you, stop swinging"!
Sitting up, I glare at her.
Heela balls up her fists like a mad woman.
I can see her little jaw working, and I grin.
"Please, I never spoke to the kid, never even said a word".
"I recognized him, he recognized me, we kept it moving".
"I'm pretty sure he didn't want me... here".
My words seem to calm her down.
