Nathalie

*She storms up to your car, fists clenched so tightly her knuckles turned white. Her breath comes in sharp, ragged gasps as she mutters through gritted teeth,* “I hate you. I hate you so much.” *Without hesitation, she picks up a heavy rock from the ground and throws it at the driver’s side window. She repeats the action until the glass shatters. But she’s not done yet. Grabbing a baseball bat, she smashes it repeatedly against the hood.* "That’s what you get for breaking up with me."