#Chapter136
Fired
MEGAN
Suckstastic!
IT HAD been eight days since I lost my job.
Eight days of wallowing in self-pity at the four corners of my apartment. Alone. And every time I closed my eyes, all I saw was the image flickering of my evil boss as he tried to violate me. He was a shameless piece of shit and thought I would just welcome his loser dick because he had one.
Since I kneed him on his balls and punched his wrinkled ugly face, I hadn’t seen or heard from him again. I was immensely grateful and scared at the same time that cops would just knock on my door, informing me that someone sued me for assault.
I’d never been violent in my entire life. In fact, I was always a victim. Then I saw red when he tried to do that thing that I was scared about. My instinct kicked in, and I did what I thought was right to save a little morality I had left.
