Chapter 4

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My back hit the wall with a thud as I came face to face with my enemy. Sadly we were once friends but you know how those cliché stories go. We were once friends but then he betrayed our gaming group and then I started to hate him with a passion.

"Hey Felix, Long time no see." His voice rang through my ears.

"Yeah I know, but you know the reason why." I spoke with great anger and betrayel in my voice. He rolled his eyes at me.

"Stop being such a girl about that." He stated "It happened a long time ago."

"Betrayel cuts deep like a knife stabbing others in the back, you should know a lot about that." I said as I walked away from him.

My eyes started to fill with anger as I left the shopping center and drove home. I threw my video games in my room, switched my clothes in basketball shorts and a muscle shirt. I opened the door that led to my basement and flicked the light switched on, I watched as the light bulb flickered as I quickly walked down the steps.

The light shined on the punching bag as I taped my knuckles. An angry growl left the corner of my mouth, as my fist collided with the brutally beaten bag. Sweat soon began to drip from my forehead as the bag began to to cave in.

I didn't realize how late it was until I went back to my room to see the sun was gone and had been replaced with the moon. I slowly walked into my bathroom and jumped in the shower. The hot water ran down my body and soothed my achy muscles.

Sadly I knew I was going to regret stepping over my limit as I felt my muscles tense up. As soon as my head hit the pillow the world went dark and everything else didn't exist. Soon my muscles felt sore from my shoulder to the tip of my fingers.

The sound of my alarm blazed through my room and then quickly a loud crash followed, the sound of my alarm was no more and neither was the alarm. My muscles ached as I slowly got up, though my body begged for me not to.

Achy moans erupted from my mouth as I changed my clothes and finished getting ready for school. I texted Carlos to pick me up because my body was in no shape. My friends were going to kill me later. We can't afford screw ups like this.

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