I show up on the softball field I see a crowd of kids in a circle with their phones out ready to record a fight. One turns around and sees me at the entrance. "Guys, she's here!" The other kids turn around, then I notice a familiar face. holy fucking shit, Jane's here. We make eye contact for a second, she looks worried. I don't know why the hell mike would bring her here. Does he not know that me and Jane are friends, he probably doesn't know anything about her honestly.
I throw down my back pack near a picnic table style bench. "Okay where the hell are you shit bag" I mutter while walking into the circle of kids. Before I get to the middle Jane grabs my hand, when I turn around she grabs both. She doesn't want me to fight him. "Max, please don't do this. I don't want to see you get hurt, just please go home" Jane gives a squeeze to my hand. I look at our hands then back at her. "hold my jacket" I say and I letting go of her hand and giving her my jacket.
I'm met with an angry Mike. He has his letterman jacket taken off and his friends behind him recording. He smirks "you can still pussy out, mayfield. And everyone won't have to see me beat your ass" mike snarls pushing his fist into his palm and I put up mine. "Not a fucking chance in hell" I mutter and I throw a punch to his jaw he slams into the floor.
The kids around me are slacked jawed, even Jane is but her expression is less dramatic she just has her hands over her mouth. I didn't think I had that much power in that punch, my fist doesn't hurt surprisingly. Mike stands back up my brow furrows at him still being conscious. "Okay mayfield, beginners luck." He pulls his fist back, I get sudden big red flashing signal in head to move out the way, I don't think about it and I'm on the other side of the circle. Mike flew past me, he's definitely punching with anger more than trying to hit anything. The crowd giggles.
Mike makes a grunting noise and runs towards me again this time I trip him. He goes straight to the ground, now the whole crowd is full on laughing at him. I'm chuckling to myself a little too. He manages to get up and somehow land a hit to my stomach. I crumple to my knees holding my stomach, "how that feel, mayfield! You fucking loser" Mike yells towering over me. One hand leaves my stomach and goes straight into his chin. I stumble my way up and was just about kick him but he grabs my leg and pulls me down to the dusty ground anyways, at that point we just take turns punching the shit out of each others faces. Jane pulls me off by warping her arms around my waist. Then one of mikes friends pulls him away.
"Guys, stop! You're gonna kill each other" Jane shouts while we're trying to break away back to each other but Janes grip on my waist is really strong. I honestly didn't want to stop if it meant her hands would stay around my waist.
"It's his fucking fault he's the one who's been bullying me for the past five fucking years!" I say defending my self. Mike and me have been let go now. Jane is standing in front of us chewing mike out.
His face is really bloody though I can't tell if it's mine or his but to be honest I'm sure my face is the same.
Jane looks towards Mike with a glare "Is that true, that you've been bullying max for five years. What the hell? You fucking know she doesn't deserve that" Jane Interrogates with her hands on hips. "yeah... but why do you care, anyways?" Mike asks. She avoids the question, but she seems really upset at Mike. "Just go to the fucking car I'll deal with you later" she waves him off. He doesn't want to go but he scurries off to wherever his car is.
She turns around to the crowd of kids "you guys can fucking leave now" she demands and the kids scatter.
