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Only been in 1 real fight in my life, and that was in high school.
This douche bag friend of my best friend. We just didn’t get along. Period.
We were in totally different circle, different friends, though we did share the one friend, who happened to be my best friend (and one of the douche's better friends too); thus, I was forced to deal w/ his presence far, far too much (daily, Monday to Friday at high school between classes or at lunch).
Anyways, he was always marking jackass, smartass remarks to me. Constantly. Normally I’d just reply back with one of my own; we'd say sarcastic shit back and forth and then eventually drop it and/or head off to class or something.
Well, near the end of one lunch hour, he was being annoying as fuck again, and suddenly, finally, I'd just had enough. Told him, "Fine, you wanna fight? Let's do it then! Right now!" (LOL, sounds so cliché, but I swear that’s how I remember the convo going in my head now that I think back about it.)
After the standard responses back and forth ("Yea. Fine. Where!?" "Right here! Outside. I dont care"), we ended up walking outside of the school with a group of people following us to behold the coming fight...
As he starts to cross the road (we're at the sidewalk/shoulder of the main street intersection that my high school is on), I told him, "Lets just do it here," and we approached each other and got into it, fists to cuffs.
Think it only went on for about 3-5 min (really hard to tell how long it really was), before there were cherry's flashing and sirens going off! (Fighting on the main street wasn’t exactly the brightest location to choose in hindsight, obviously)
The cops throw me in the back of a parked cop car on the side of the road and started talking to the other guy outside.
About 10 mins later they came and talked to me. Got my home number and address (etc.) and said they'd be contacting my parents to inform them of this business (though, AFAIK, my rentals never got that call, or, if they did, they didn’t care enough about it to bother "talking" to me – which was awesome, since I was expecting them to give me serious SHIT for getting involved in a fight!).
And then the cops told me I (we) was *VERY* lucky... we were actually fighting and moving around on the sidewalk / shoulder of the road... 1-2 more feet over onto the grass and we'd have been on school property, meaning the school would have been able to press charges against both of us! There would have been ramifications and consequences to the fight. (Thank god we stayed off school property was all I could think afterwards! Felt like just dogged a bullet.)
As it was, once I was let out of the car, I walked back into the school and went to my English class which had started (which ironically too had windows facing the road where we were fighting, but large evergreen trees blocked the view; no one knew what happen, but for a couple people who'd left the fight early to get to class on time.). A few people asked me why the hell I came to class after that? LOL, what else was I gonna do? My face looked a little red. I had 1 cut, I think, that was it. No point in missing class.
I didn’t see Matt at school for next couple days, but our mutual friend told me that apparently his nose looked a bit swollen (broken? still don’t know), and his face looked much worse than mine! Semi black eye too. Nice! Ha-ha.
Neither one of us came out truly on top, I guess. Neither one of us really "destroyed" the other one. The fight was ended prematurely before one man was down and done. But, it seems I came out better from the fight than he. Just a little sore in my jaw, c'est tout.
Anyways, found the whole thing quite awkward and unpleasant (despite the adrenaline rush to be actually fighting!) – fighting obvi is not my thing. I really had no desire to get into another fight anytime soon (still haven’t to this day, not a serious punching, etc. fight anyways) But, DAMN, it felt fucking GOOD AS HELL to have finally gone and done that! To have finally actively (and effectively) dealt with the BS I’d been either ignoring or putting up with for months. Trading insults didn’t solve anything, I’d rather have just not had to deal w/ the BS in the first place. And after that day, I never did again. Matt kept his mouth shut around me from then on. We stopped talking altogether and just pretended the other person didnt really exist when around each other.
Which was all I wanted in the first place, lol. Peace. No daily/weekly drama.
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