Anna has a plan

That night was the start of Anna executing what would become a long-term plan. One she’d resolved to follow as Billy slept off his second knockout loss to her.

For years, her older brother had been cocky. Arrogant. Rude. Always dismissing her intellectual achievements, always getting his way, always eating the last slice of pizza and hogging the TV. And he’d gotten away with it, because Anna was meek. Timid. Shy. And besides that, Billy was a strong athlete, a club boxing champion, and there was no way Anna could **** him to do anything he didn’t want too.

That was why knocking him out had been so sweet. Stepping into his stupid sport as a complete rookie, getting only a bit of training from him, then hitting him so hard his brain shut down. Finishing him. Making his legs give out. Winning. And doing it all in front of their mom, who had until then been just as proud of Billy’s boxing abilities as she was Anna’s grades - and now, for the first time ever, got to see him facedown and sleeping on the wrong side of a KO.

As it turned out, boxing was easy. All these years, he’d been bragging about nothing. He’d been lauding his own achievements over hers when, as it turns out, he was pretty damn easy to defeat. It was trivial to knock him ****. He really can’t have been that good, if a rookie could uppercut him into a deep slumber like timid little Anna could. The revelation would have been hilarious, if it wasn’t so infuriating.

At first, she had thought the KO might’ve just been beginner’s luck. Maybe he wasn’t taking her seriously, maybe he wasn’t paying attention, maybe she got lucky. That didn’t stop her from having her fun, and wanting to rub it in. After all, she beat him soundly at his own game, and it wasn’t like he would ever “beginner’s luck” his way to a high grade in school.

So yes, Anna enjoyed the sweet victory. The sight of him facedown on the living room floor, fast asleep, entirely **** and dead to the world. Her own power punch had put him there. Whether or not it was just because of luck - he still got finished by a rookie.

“I. Knocked. You. Out.”

The second KO was different. Now, she felt like a real powerhouse. She’d made him lose again. She’d pounded on his chin and he fucking fainted from it. Like a damsel in distress. That was the knockout that made her realise that defeating Billy was actually easy - Especially when he wasn’t fighting back. Hell, even his younger sister could do it.

And so, she came up with a plan. A way she could vent her frustrations, and get **** for all the irritation he’d caused over the years. A way that this nerdy schoolgirl could take her big brother boxing champ down a peg or two.