Chapter 4: PTSD

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It was my second day to train and I was a little afraid of Clara but I don't have a choice since it's mandatory to me. After school, I walked down the same sidewalk where the vacant lot is and see Druce playing with everyone else and seeing Leo just pitching. I started to have a feeling of anger and something caused me to see a flashback of a gunshot and rapid firing with caused me to trigger something like trauma and anger together and feel my vision turning dark red. Feeling my heart rate spiking up and started breath heavily that I wanted to hurt Druce so badly that I went to the vacant lot anyway.

He saw me coming and he got annoyed and dropped his bat. And I started walking to him.

"Did I tell not to come here or you will get a beating and a....."

I socked him hard in the snout and kicked him in his crotch hard that he fell down and moaned. Then, I kicked in the crotch again out of spite. Everyone was shocked but mostly Leo. As Druce got up and went at me, I grabbed a bat and swinged it at his face hard that some of his teeth went out and his left eye was really black. I gave everyone a hateful stare mostly to Leo and spat on Druce and left the lot while throwing the bat in the street.

Later...

I walked in a gym and walked to the locker to put my stuff and my glasses in the locker. Clara saw me coming and got ready as well.

"About time you showed up. You are 7 minutes late!" She shouted.

I ignored her and went to the same punching bag and looked at it. Clara was confused but ignores it and said, "Start."

I started punching the bag out of anger that I started to improve and I ignored the pain from my hands even they started to bleed. I was so angry that I started to see and hear Druce calling me a no-fur many times and it kept repeating in my head and I kept punching the bag harder to the point that the chain on it broke and fell. Clara was shocked and noticed I kept punching it even if it was on the floor. Clara grabbed me hard on the arms to make me stop and saw blood oozing out from my knuckles.

"OK! OK! ENOUGH!" She shouted.

I finally stopped and I felt like all that anger in my head vanished into dust.

"Looks like you have some acorns in your pants after all! But that didn't impress me enough! Sit your ass down for a sec! I'll be back!" Clara said as she walked away.

I started to cry softly as my hands were even in bad shape and fell the horrible pain as well. Lily and Ava came in and noticed me crying while holding my hands.


"Hey. Are you okay?" Ava asked as she sat next to me and grabbed and looked at my hands.

"Oh my god. Your hands." Lily said as she went to get a first aid kit from the locker room.


Ava then let me sit on her lap and hugged me deep into her arms.


"Shh... Shh.... It's okay. Don't cry." She said as she hugged me.

Lily then came back and she rubbed some peroxide on my hand and wrapped my knuckles in bandages. Clara then came back from the locker room and noticed them.

"Stan! Come on and get over here!" Clara shouted.

   As I was about to stand up, Lily got angry and sat me back down.

"What is your fucking problem?" Lily asked.

"Nothing. I don't have a problem unless you get in my way of training. Come on Stan!" Clara said.

"That kid has bleeding hands and he's only seven years old and you are being a rude bitch to a child." Lily said.

"So what? I don't even like kids! He wanted to learn how to fight! He needs to know true pain!" Clara said.

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