So many people have asked me about the fight I got into with another girl at a bar in March, 2010, that I decided to write this short story, from my point of view. My boyfriend and I were at this bar that we frequent with our friends. We were all having a great time. I was dancing with my girlfriends while my boyfriend was having a few beers with his friends at the bar. All of a sudden, one of my friends told me that a girl was putting the moves on my boyfriend. I looked over and she was definitely trying to pick him up. She was dancing in front of him, right at his barstool, and all his friends were egging her on. I went over, all calm and everything, just to let her know he was with me. I kind of slid in between him and her and just stared at her. She said, "get of my face bitch, unless you want me to fuck you up." I told her he was spoken for and that's all it took. She slapped me across the face and charged at me, pinning me against the bar and punching me in the head while I tried to protect myself. My boyfriend interceded, before but the bouncers came over and threw us both out anyways. The entire bar emptied out looking for a good old fashioned catfight. And that's just what they were about to get. I was just reminded that I should tell what we were both wearing. The bitch wore jeans with a white long sleeve shirt. I had a black halter top on with jeans and heels. Anyways, she came right at me, fists flailing away, backing me up. I couldn't believe it at first. All these people screaming at us to fight. She ended up grabbing my hair and punching me repeatedly in the head, driving me against the brick wall. I managed to grab hold of her right hand but she tackled me to the ground, ripping my top open in the process. I could sense that my left tit was completely exposed, and all the onlookers were loving it. We rolled around on the ground for a couple minutes, each trying to gain an advantage. She just continued flailing away at me. She finally ended up ripping my entire top off, then punched me at least 10 times or so in the belly. She was hitting me really hard and I thought, oh my god, I'm going to lose this fight. I was so intent on covering up my tits, that I was letting her punch me in the belly. Finally, I grabbed her by the hair and threw her off me. The crowd went crazy as I went on the attack. I went at her with everything I had, finally pinning her to the ground and punching the crap out of her. I could hear the sirens in the distance and knew the cops were on their way. Finally, my boyfriend pulled me off her. I beat the shit out of that bitch and she knows it. She told some of her friends later that she was too drunk to fight. My boyfriend gave me his shirt and we went back in the bar for one more drink before leaving for the night.
