The Monster Within Us

Chapter 30: A fight or a injury

The concrete was hard but my back is already started to hurt. They probably pulled me down to where I believe the bones of my ribs or spine is broken. One thing that is for sure is I can't get up at all. I see one of the kids looking at me had a smile on his face. Some boys and some girls was there, all around me.

This is what it feels like to get ganged up on huh? All because I ate Aaron and Scarlet? Or is it because y'all like Aaron? -I thought

I groaned for a bit and one the kids had his foot on my chest, like I'm some sort of a rock. I didn't even noticed my eyes was slowly changing color due to me having my eyes closed or CLOSE to closed due to me in pain. I tried to get up but one of the other students would punched me hard to get me back on the ground. I noticed that some of the students had their phones out and was probably recording it, so I had to make some sort of choice here. I had to heal and fight back or I let them beat me up. I had to fight, due to me not being a coward.

I slowly heal myself, starting with my spine and after a few moments, it finally healed. As I was getting punched, I stopped one of the punches and twisted it a tiny bit, I didn't want to hurt the kid just yet. I then use my other arm to punch him back. A couple of the kids grabbed him and I was able to slowly get up. The kids on their phones gasps as it had been almost a hour and I was able to get up after my spine literally broke.

I had enough....now...LET US START A REAL FIGHT! -I shouted. I ready my fist and I see Devin shocked about what just happened. He ready his fists and all around me, I can see the other students still having their phones out. I can tell I had to be careful and heal slowly, so it will look like I was letting my immune system heal me, when in reality, it was my ability doing the work. I had to fight Devin like a normal person, meaning I can't rip his limbs off or take off my mask and start a meal. This is basically a one on one fight.

He started to run up to me and take the first punch to me in the chest and then in the head. I was on one of my knees and then I looked up, smiling at me. I got up and drop kicked him and he fell on the ground real fast. He quickly got up and kick me in the knee to knock me down. He then grabbed the back to my neck and lifted me up. I was struggling to break free of him. Everyone gasped at how much strength he have. He looked at me and smiled at me, I looked at him and said one thing.

Stab me bitch, I know you have a knife somewhere on your pockets. -I asked

His face turned from a bully look to a surprised look. He thinks I wasn't being serious but I actually was being serious. He then pulled out a pocket knife and then stabbed me in the chest, rip the knife out and let me go. I felt the pain, pinning through my chest. It felt like he actually did stab me in the heart.

Blood was pouring out of my chest like wildfire and everyone was sacred, some even was screaming, it was one of the most surprising thing he have ever done to me. Hell, the only reason why I did that is to stop the fight. I already lost so why not end it with a stab. It is his lost after all, he probably committed a murder. At least, he thought he did.