Burning Souls

Die baby die!

When Chris entered, all students were there, the professor has just started teaching. "Welcome Brothe..." Chris grabbed Tidi from his collar ending his speech midway, dragged him outside from the room into open space. Chris made Tidi stand up; he was barely coming to his chest. Chris delivered a strong slap to his face, whose strength could be felt from the noise it made. Tidi’s face fell to other side. His brain was still recovering from the blow, when he felt another sharp slap on the left side of his head. Tidi was lost. His face was red including his ears. Chris kicked him in the stomach, and he cried with a high pitch. Chris punched him on the back three consecutive times that it made a deep sound like the one coming from a drum. Chris grabbed again Tidi from the hairs and struck his forehead to the outside wall 6 times, yes 6 fucking times!, with full force, even if he would be dead today Chris didn’t care. Chris was slave of his testosterone levels, which bring nothing but rage and today he wanted to free himself from that rage, to deliver all that rage on this sisterfucker rat. Today he wanted to beat the shit out of this motherfucker, which ruined his entire image, which put him to get caught in the web of negative thoughts, which made Sheena felt that Chris was a loser. Chris was tossing and turning him like he was weightless. With the fingers of both hands wide open and well separated from each other, Chris struck him on the sides of his head simultaneously. Both shock waves entered his brain via ears and his neurons were suddenly in defensive mode, leaving all the work they were assigned to do for the body, all the neurons were now fighting with this shock wave, trying to make Tidi come back to normal pace. But Tidi was in shock indeed, he wasn’t crying now. Tidi’s brain could not understand what was happening; neither do the students in the tuition. They were also in a surprise seeing Chris in this avatar and it all happened quickly. By the time students were outside rescuing Tidi from Chris, Chris has done his work. Tidi was bleeding from forehead. Still he was holding Tidi from face with his hand which covered his entire face, his nails piercing in his flesh and kicking him simultaneously in the stomach with full force, before the students forced him to release Tidi.

The professor was standing beside Tidi looking at his wound with anxiety and asking him questions in panic mode. All students were looking at Chris and Tidi from time to time, the professor was shouting at Chris and was surprised how Chris beat him, he never expected that Chris could even be this brave. David was one of the students who were holding Chris from both arms tightly. Chris was looking normal and controlled, a boy who was holding an ocean of power inside him looking calm from outside. After some minutes the shouting stopped from the students.

"Release me, David." Said Chris to David giving him a sideway glance.

"Release me, its okay." said Chris again to the whole bunch that was holding him.

They released him, which was a mistake.

Tidi was standing with eyes half closed; the professor was standing at side of Tidi waiting for glass of water from house, holding Tidi from right shoulder with his left hand. With speed of lightening Chris went near Tidi and delivered one strong sharp slap on the left side of Tidi’s head above the ear and in another second he kicked Tidi so hard as to made him fly high in the air, the kick made Tidi fell with full force to a spot on the ground where bricks were scattered. The head made the first contact with the edge of a brick before landing fully on the ground. The professor looked Chris in the eyes with panic and quickly lifted Tidi

"You all right, talk to me?’ said professor quickly with eyes wide open. Tidi was not responding.

"Hey, open your eyes." said professor again. Tidi opened his eyes a little; he wasn’t having strength to open them fully.

All the students were suddenly in a shock, some girls and boys extended their arms, thinking they would stop Chris from that distance, even if they could, it was late. Girls covered their mouth with their hands, having eyes wide opened, like they just saw someone gets shot. Blood was rushing quickly from backside of Tidi’s head. One student from the group quickly started his bike and the professor sat on the bike with Tidi in the middle, He covered the wound with a cloth and the three went to hospital. Chris was satisfied and was feeling a strange lightness in his body. He was laughing from inside. Everybody was silent now and looking at Chris, thinking him as some alien. The whole street was silent.

"Let’s go." said David to Chris, breaking the silence and rubbing his shoulder, like Chris was the one who needed support. Chris didn’t said anything, just nodded his head like a controlled man. While David was getting his bike from parking space, Chris was looking now in the eyes of surprised Sheena.

"Let’s go." said David again. Chris sat on the bike giving Sheena a final glance.

David took Chris home. Chris felt so light like some weight was removed from his body. Chris was again like old Chris, he didn’t changed his clothes, didn’t changed his introvert nature but from today he acquired on thing that was needed in his entire life and he would defend himself from now on. It was FEARLESSNESS. He would not allow people to make fun of him now, call him brother anymore and he would not be embarrassed with himself anymore now. This was the change, a big change and only he knew; only he could feel this lightness.

That night Chris was enjoying the new lightness, a strange good lightness in his mind. He now could beat someone if the situation demanded. He may get beaten, atleast he would be saved from self pity, saved from the feeling of low. He would defend his honour and respect.

The next week was filled with turbulence. Tidi’s parent went to Chris home and talked to Chris’s parents about the beating in controlled fury type expressions on their face. At that time Chris was not at home. Chris’s father was surprised; he was completely unaware of this fight. Chris’s father talked to Tidi’s parent, with a surprised expression. He was thinking how Chris could hide his feeling so cleverly and neatly. His father assured Tidi’s parent that he would talk to his son and felt sorry for their son. He also offered to pay the medical bills, but Tidi’s parent refused.

"From where did you learn beating a guy so mercilessly?" the father said to Chris when he entered. Chris quickly knew what he was referring to.

"So now you have started fighting and then come home like nothing has happened." no answer.

"What if they (Tidi’s parent) would have gone to police?"

"Why are you not talking now, kid?" no answer.

"Good, I always thought you are an intelligent boy, who cares for his studies." again no answer.

"You beat people secretly to near death and then come home without saying anything to your parents."

"Were you possessed by some character of an action movie or some ghost?" Chris stood there, mute, looking at the floor.

"What if his friends would have surrounded you and then beat the hell out of you?" the father yelled.

"Let me talk to him, you go take care of the garden." Chris’s mother said to his father and he was gone.

Chris explained everything to his mother, and his mother was moved by his braveness and overcoming his own fears. But she warned him that he was saved from a big trouble that Tidi’s parent hasn’t gone to the police. And she made him promise that he would never fight again with anyone and would discuss the matter first at home. Chris’s promised, which was fake. Although he would avoid fighting, but would never be a loser again or ‘Brother’.