Jeffery tried to hold Jed's hands down, but Jed was a strong motherfucker and jerked in his seat, surprising Jeffery.
Jed broke his fucking thumbs and shook the cuffs off.
Cameron and I winced, Micky paled, and James gagged at the cracking sound of Jed resetting his fingers.
Jed kicked Kyle's shin, causing the fat-ass to drop to the floor and clutch his leg, which Jed took full advantage of as he kicked him in the gut like he was a football. Kyle hacked up blood and dropped on to the floor, holding his stomach in agony.
Jed grunted when Jeffery tried to kick his legs out from under him, making the Red pale when Jed turned around and knocked his lights out.
Jed smiled, shaking out his hand. He turned over to look at Mr. Wales, who had a phone and was rapidly spluttering something into it.
"If I gotta wear dat goddamn shit 'gain Imma make sure everybody who comes ta git me gits has at least one broken bone," Jed growled, grabbing his bag and slinging it over his back. He wiped the blood of his face with the back of his hand and turned to us. "C'mon y'all."
Cameron and James got their bags and followed behind him, Micky and I lagging in the back.
I turned to Micky. "I was so fucking right to want him."
Micky gulped. "If he isn't sentenced to death row first."
I smirked and ran a hand through my hair. "I got a plan for that..."
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Kelling Academy: Fighter
Fiksi RemajaJed Thomas is on thin ice. Or at least, that's what people keep telling him. With three assault charges, two arrests, and being expelled from every school in the state, Jed's parents finally have an excuse to ship him off to Kelling Academy. A fucki...
