A Delinquent School? Seriously Dudes? But I'm a wolf...

Chapter Five- Boss of the world? Nah mate. Thats me. Get it right;

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Chapter Five- Boss of the world? Nah mate. Thats me. Get it right;

“Well I don’t want you faggott. And I’m not a fucking baby!” I snapped at him. God was this guy an idiot. He picked the wrong damn girl to fuckk with! (AN/ no offence to anyone who thinks faggott means ‘gay’ coz to me it doesn’t, its an insult:L)

He carried on walking closer to me, as I stood my ground. He stopped barely a foot away from me. I could feel his breath on my face, and shuddered at the revolting smell. Dude, have a wash once in a while. Maybe even a shower, with lots of soap.

I was cut out of my thoughts as a greasy hand gripped my arm. “Let. Go. Now.” I growled, my voice hard and menacing.

He just laughed. What the hell?! He actually laughed at me. Fuckingg wankerrr!

His other hand slid down my waist, and I resisted the urge to snap his hand off. Which was, by the way, a very difficult thing to resist. This guy was a creep.

“Im asking you nicely. Let go of my fuckingg arm, and get your slimy hands off me!” My voice was a growl, yet he paid no attention to the threat. This guy is even dumber than he looks. And man does he look dumb as fuckk.

He continued to run his hands down my stomach, making me shudder. Thinking it was from fear he continued “Don’t be afraid baby, I won’t hurt you if you do this for me” It was a perfectly rehearsed line that he had obviously used many times before. A growl escaped my chest as I ripped his hand off me, shoving him back. Something inside me snapped. How many girls had been hurt by him before? I was gonna stop him now. Not for me. But for all the others he had hurt.

He stumbled back, before smirking and walking confidently back to me “Feisty aint we.”

I didnt respond. I was far too consumed by my anger to think of an appropriate come back. My fist swung forwards, and an agonizing crunch echoed through the halls as my fist connected with his nose.

He stumbled back, grabbing his broken nose as blood squirted down him. Ouch.

I smirked, feeling proud now that some of my anger had been released. I walked back over to him, swinging a roundhouse kick and kicking him in the eye, causing blood to spurt out. I couldn’t help but flinch at the squelching noise it made as my trainer connected once again to his face. He yelled out in pain and I smirked. Serves that mother fuckerr right!

He lashed out randomly with both fists and one connected to my face while I was distracted. I felt my skin rip as his ring slashed my cheek. What a fuckingg bastardd! Hitting a girl! Low blow dude. Low fuckingg blow.

I felt my rage rising in my body and I knew that I had to control my wolf before I hurt him even more...or worse. I could feel her aching to get out, forcing her way into my system, taking control. I threw a punch to his stomach with all my strength, which had him keeling over in pain. My wolf backed down at the sound of his agonising cry as he fell to the ground, withering in pain and bleeding at a great speed.

I kicked him in the groin, just for safe measures as I smirked to myself. Yeah right. As if he would be getting up anytime soon.

I ripped the bottom half of my tee, and dapped the bloody side of my face, clearing away the blood. I knew the gash would look gruesome so hopefully by the time I got back to the occupied parts of Ward C, it would be more or less healed.