Aftermath

After Will had left the room you felt everyone's eyes on you. They were all shocked at the events that had just unfolded in front of them. This was not a side of you that they ever saw or even expected. You were never the nicest person in the group, but you were always cordial with pretty much everyone except your ex-boyfriend.

Speaking of John, he had taken great insult at what you had done to Will. He always thought that the guy should be dominant in any relationship with females, whether that be sexual, romantic, family, or even friendships. He had been beyond disgusted at what you had done to the poor guy. He didn't blame him for not being the alpha and asserting himself, but he blamed you for it.

"What the fuck was that Ashley? What did the poor kid do to deserve that?" John screamed at you.

"That's none of your business bitch, unless you want to follow in the same fate."

John giggles, finding the concept of you, a younger and smaller females, defeating him in a physical battle and humiliating him laughable at best and delusional at worst.

"If you actually think you can do that to me you're crazy."

"Try me bitch."

"You have gotten so cocky, it's about time someone took you down a peg," said John. Ironically enough, John himself was a cocky person, so his words rang as true for him as they did for you. Either way, you now had a challenge on your hands.