No one had ANY good advice for me to do on the first part of this story, so I’m going to tell you what happened two days after the event which was yesterday and see what you think.

Yesterday evening, my best friend Grace called me. She told me that she heard about the fight at the party, weirdly she was like “Lindsey go get em’! Woo hoo! You beat her ass!”, I was kinda of shocked because she’d actually be all suprised and crap. But I was a bit happy she congratulated me, at least SOMEONE was on my side.

That same evening Mia called me and was like “Lindsey about Friday, it’s okay because I should have never poured anything on you, plus, I needed to get my ass beat for the first time.”, I said in shock, “So um, your not mad? But like I broke your nose!”, Mia told me I didn’t and that I just made it bleed. But then all of a sudden, she invited me to go ice skating with her. I’m like okay.

I know your thinking I was a dumbass for going, but I’m not that dumb, I brought Grace with me, just in case! When we pulled up the rink, Mia was paying for her admission. I was all prepared, ready to go ninja again, and my side kick Grace was ready too.

Mia turned and saw us and was like “Omg hey Linds! Hey Gracie! I thought you wouldn’t come!”….I looked at Grace because she was about to laugh her ass off because Mia had a whole band-aid around her nose which was purple! I had to look away for a second and laugh because Mia was looking a MESS!

“Of course I’d show up, lets go in” I said, while using Grace as a shield to hide my laughter. When we got in and put on our skates and went onto the ice, me and Mia started having a conversation. Grace was eating peanut chews while sitting at the sidelines. “I have to go to the bathroom, take me.” Mia said, Grace looked at me, she knew there was something up, so she followed us.

When we got in there, I had to pee too, so I went in the stall, which lock was sadly broken, so Grace held the door shut for me. As I finished, I heard the bathroom door open (not the stall door) and like five other girls walked in. I flushed the toilet and was about to push Grace off the door so I could get out. But Mia hollered, “KICK HER ASS!”.

Two of the girls threw Grace off the door and grabbed me and threw me out the stall, onto the ground. They started kicking and punching me. Grace did a whole entire Kungfu Panda side-kick into one of the girls necks, which made her collapse to the floor. I grabbed one of the girls foots who were kicking me and twisted the bone with my leg until she fell face-plant onto the floor. But then Mia grabbed the back of my head and kneed it! I tried to scratch her hands off of me, but then another girl came kicked me in my stomach. Grace took her forearm and choked Mia until she was forced to let go off me, then Grace released Mia. I got up and took the girl who kicked me in my stomach and threw her against the sink, basically knocking her out.

It was two against three. Grace charged for one of the girls, but Mia tripped her, and made her fall onto her knees, which made a big ‘pop’ sound. I grabbed Mia’s short ass hair threw her into a stall, kicked her back until she bleed from the mouth. All of the sudden, a girl grabbed me from behind and threw me into a light, which broke. I was down, but not out. Grace was crying on the floor, holding her knees, two other girls, one at the sink knocked out and the other on the floor. Mia had gotten up from the stall and walked over to Grace, the other three girls followed. They beat her, punched her and kicked her, until she was out cold, face black and blue, bloody mouth and nose, and bruises everywhere. It was torture watching my best friend being hurt, because of me. I laid there and cried. My ear was bleeding, the scab that was under my eye from last time, re-opened and gushing bowls of blood, my head was hurting SO BAD! Two of Mia’s goons picked me up, holding me up to be face to face with Mia.

“Your a ugly, stupid, slutty, manipulative bitch, and I cant stand you.”…thats all I remember from yesterday.

Today I woke up in my bed cuts and bruises everywhere, the first thing I thought of doing was to call Grace and see if she was okay. Her mom answered and told me Grace was resting, and that she was sick, then she asked me if I was okay. I said yes, then we both hung up.

Even though I feel horrible, I had to post this. I hate the fighting, because I now see where it has gotten me, hurt physically and emotionally, and my best friend hurt. I want all of this to end. What is the BEST advice you can give me? I don’t want to get jumped again.