This is a short account of my first serious fight. I was not sure which category to post it in because it's not as well put together or detailed as other posts here. I apologise if it's the wrong category.
At the time I was college freshman. I went to college in town and so did my high school boyfriend. We were together for almost a year which is pretty long for a high school relationship. Recently I felt that he was cheating on me so I put some of my friends on mission to find the truth. Turned out I was right and he'd been cheating on me with a senior from our high school.
I planned to dump him and also make him feel and look bad. A Friday afternoon when I knew he'd be picking her(let's name her Ashley) up, I dressed the best I could and waited for them outside the school to catch them in the act, call him out in front of everyone also make him jelous.
Ashley was this tall, sexy, busty popular blonde girl. She was dressed in tight low jeans and short top. When I started calling him a cheter, Ashley started defending him, saying that I wasn't treating him well. I told her that she's a bitch for sleeping with another girl's guy. She said that he had told her that we had broken up. I told her this was a lie. She replied that I was too dumb to realize that I was dumb.
I was losing the trash talk. Somehow the streotype that pretty girls are weak hit me so I decided to make it physical. I should've known better. She had a wonderful body which clearly was result of very hard work.
I attacked her we were struggling for sometime until I got the upper hand. On top of her, I was hitting her as fast and as hard as I could but after sometime I realized although I was on top I was trapped. After I got a bit tired, It was her who had her legs tangled around me and my hair in one hand. I couldn't do any damage but she hurt me every punch. I thought that if I could escape I could say I was on top so I won but she kept telling me to surrender letting everybody know who was winning.
After getting hit a fair amount I could free myself. I would've stopped if she left me an honorable way out but she was telling me to escape like a wimpy chicken. The crowd were chanting for their school's popular girl to finish me. Although I was totally gassed and badly messed up and even my top all torn, I decided to continue. My hands were too tired and she landed a few clean punches on my head. Then she kicked me in the stomach. I leaned down and held my stomach. She kicked me in the head and I felt on the ground barely conscious. She sat on me and pounded me until I was out.
I woke in a car which was driving me to hospital. It turned out that I had concussion, a broken rib and cuts to my elbows, knees, stomach and back. But physical hurt was not the worst part. I ended up taking one semester off from college because I was too badly hurt mentally. Ashley's parents were also threatening is with lawsuit for attacking their underaged daughter. Worst of all, next year she came to the same college which made me very unconformable. She actually made me cry 2 times during college in front of everybody. Overall I have carried the emotional hurt with me for the last 17 years. It's been getting lighter but definitely it shaped a big part of my personality and insecurities.