Warning: These Chapters will or may contain depictions of violence, strong language and adultery that may not be suitable for some readers.
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"Hey asshole. Give me your hand.".
"Huh?", Kerado said out of confusion.
A mischievous aura engulfed Michael, which made Kerado cautious about him. Despite such proof, Kerado respectful took the guys hand.
Michael pulled him up to his feet while eyeing him down.
"Thanks I guess.", Kerado said as a gesture.
"No need to thank, cause I'm the good guy here.", Michael answered.
Michael turned around and started approaching the exit, "Just mind your own business kid."
That was the first time, Kerado had a encounter with a bully who didn't pick on him.
Kerado realized he needed to be stronger. So he couldn't be look down upon as a weakling.
On that day forward, Kerado started to exercise. It was the first as well he felt such tremendous strain on his muscles. Not to say he didn't did a couple of push ups, but to show how much he pushed himself.
One night he found out something that would make him want to commit suicide. He had sleep paralysis.
It wasn't something that would happen rarely, but commonly. To be honest he had it everyday.
Kerado thought it was his father trying to torture him from hell.
It's ironic. Kerado stabbed his father one hundred and fifty six times in the skull. His father stabbed him in the gut. Now he is stabbing him one hundred and fifty six times in the gut.
Kerado wanted to kill himself and go to hell, where he would be torture along with his father.
Kerado went up to the roof of the detention center. He went to the edge of the roof and looked down. He raised one of his foot and stepped down.
But..
"Hey kid what you doing up there", Michael called out to Kerado while holding his hand.
..Michael didn't let that happen.
Michael pulled him back, making him crash down on the solid concrete.
"Are you some dunce or something?", He asked while standing over Kerado.
Kerado looked up at the tall figure with wondering eyes. His got darken suddenly. He got up off the ground, standing infront of Michael.
"*Sigh*", He sighed and walked away.
Michael frowned at the boy, then abruptly chuckled.
Michael wasn't a good person nor was a bad person. He lived his life based on instinct alone. He made his decision by himself and not by the people around him, that's why he was where he is.
Eventually Kerado would become the same as he was influenced by Michael.
Michael was bully at his school in his early teens. He did for fun as everything else at school was pretty much boring.
He didn't study, he didn't learn, he didn't make friends and he didn't find love at his school. But he found enjoyment in mischief. That's the person he was and the person he is.
"Kerado?", Michael asked Kerado who was standing beside him.
They were on a field sealed and surrounded by a tall metal, electric gate. The sun was setting and the place was hot.
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