Love Me, Hate Me

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Who are you to judge

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I got out of the car 25 minutes later, hoping to find my brother just where he told me he was. 

I was a student at this school so I know exactly where to go.

The teachers around me tried to stop me when I was running past them but I didn't give a fuck

When I got into the locker rooms, I saw Michael's phone lying on the bench. I picked it up and breathlessly run to the sound of running showers next door

I almost choke when I've seen my brother laying on the wet ground while the rest of 15 years old assholes kicked him into his ribs

"Hey, assholes!" I shouted making them all stop. They widened their eyes when they've seen me "Picking on youngers are you?" I closed the door behind me and locked it with the key I put into my pocket 

"Miss we promise we won't do it again," One of the assholes said his hands in the air in surrender

"The hell you won't. You know how many of you I've met?" I helped my brother to his feet noticing his bleeding nose as well. I sat him on the bench "Watch and learn" I winked and rubbed his wet hair before turning to the boys 

 "Who's going first?" I asked my voice angrier than before. 

They kicked him into his ribs, four against one who the fuck does that? Fuckers like them.

When they all stepped back, I clenched my jaw. They're just jerks who can't stand a regular fight

"Who's idea was it" I growled. They all pointed at the middle one. What friends he has 

I crossed my hands over my chest "Come on, fight me" The boy seemed frightened at first but decided to not look like the baby he is

He ran right in front of me about to hit my jaw but I avoided the fist and threw him over my shoulder.

Let the fight begin

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I hate the bullies, I've always had. They are just pussies who like to hurt others without any good reason

I had a lot of that when I was younger, I was different, better. They were jealous of my intelligence and beauty too so they fought me all the time. I remember my uncle being the same as I am right now.

He helped me with the bullies in his own not-so-legal way and teach me how to fight afterward. I don't know who I'd be without him, bless his soul

When I was done with the four of them, I helped my brother up and sneaked out of school into my car. I gave him a blanket from the backseat so he won't ruin my car seats

"Why didn't we just tell my principal?" My brother said still shacking

"He wouldn't do anything with them anyway. He'd maybe kick them out of school but the fuckers need to taste their own medicine, Mike. That was the only way to teach them the right manners" My brother just silently nodded looking in front of him

"Mike" I made him look at me "If anything like that happens again, you have to tell me, alright?" I made sure. I know my brother, he's a kind boy who doesn't want any problems, he's kind to almost everyone, maybe too kind.

When he was silent I raised my brows "Promise?"

Mike finally nodded "Promise" 

After we arrived home, I took care of Mike's bleeding nose and bruised ribs. If it won't get better until tomorrow I'm taking him to the hospital