The Man on The Bench

(part 3)

After work you went home to relax. you checked your fridge for anything good and only found some milk and 3 cans of Sprite. You groaned and got up some cash to buy some apples. You didn't eat much anyways. You have eating disorder and never really got hungry.

On your way back, you spotted two boys harassing a younger boy. You walked up to them. "Hey what do you two think you're doing?" One of them scoffed.

"Don't interfere or you'll be next." You looked really young for 28 and these boys were in high school.

"You think I'm scared of you? Get lost or I'll do it myself." They laughed.

You pushed between them and told the younger boy, " If they keep bothering you, come and tell me and I'll deal with them okay?" He nods and walks away.

"What do you think you're doing?" the other boy asked. You tied your hair up with hair bands.

"I'm getting ready to yell at you or would you prefer me beating you up?" They all look at you and scoffed.

"You? We are the toughest out of our school. Why don't you take this chance and scram?"

"How old do you think I am?" you asked them.

"You're not even close to being a senior." You laugh so hard that you start crying. They don't laugh and stare at you intensely. "What's so funny?" they ask you.

"I graduated high school 10 years ago." Their eyes widened open. "I work at the most famous café around here so I would love to ask around for your parents about how you are. Wouldn't that be nice? Having a nice talk about how their sons misbehave and bully other children. Would you like me to do that?" They are they both get on their knees and start to beg you to not do it. Their all are begging so hard that you start almost start to feel bad. "Behave or I will find your parents and tell them." They nod and you strut away as you walk back to your apartment to eat the apples you had bought. You smile and head back.