:All You'll Ever Need: -- Beach

The hand caused her to jump at first, her head reeling again as she closed her eyes to keep the lights in the distance from dancing in circles. Despite her upset stomach and closed eyes Des was able to hear Elden move between the three guys, tying them all up, as an ”Ouch!” was given by Jimmy, his rib sure to be hurting from the abuse delivered earlier and the sudden toss onto it.

Des felt no remorse for them; in fact she was feeling little to nothing now. Shock taking over her system along with the concussion as she gave a rather pitiful look at his question, ”Not till I get a damn shower and burn these clothes.” She knew she wouldn’t be able to do the later but it didn’t mean she wouldn’t try, evidence or not she never wanted to see the black shirt or jeans again…hell she wasn’t even sure she’d be able to come back up to Lover’s Point with the same mindset ever again. They’d ruined her second favorite spot for her, they’d ruined it and she’d never be able to get it back.

The handing of the water bottle was a welcome distraction as she moved to swish the water around, removing the acidic taste from within, before spitting the water out, though she winced at the pain it caused her already swelling jaw, hand moving to it and wincing again as she felt the knot already forming. She’d have a few more on the back of her head and one on her eye where she’d been backhanded. Her tongue snaked over cracked lips, moistening them, before taking another sip of water this time swallowing it, feeling her stomach reel again. ”I think I have a concussion.” Words mumbled as she looked off into space, realizing this felt like her wreck in the civic awhile back. It was almost ironic how things with Derek had started and ended with a concussion.