Jayy exhaled the toxic smoke from his lungs. One of his mates puffed him in the back and pointed at a kid making his way to the stairs. Jayy knew this kid. Dahvie Vanity. He grinned to himself as he looked at the kid making his way op the short fling of stairs, eyes on the ground. The kid was pulling the door, trying to get in the school unnoticed, but Jayy block him and pushed him a couple steps back.
" Where do you think you going fag?"
Jayy's gang laughed behind him. Dahvie just looked at the ground and didn't reply.
"How about you fucking answer me Vanity?!"
Jayy screamed directly in the shorter teens face, the group of bullies surrounded Dahvie quickly and he whimpered quietly.
"No? ok then!"
Jayy graphed Dahvies arm tightly and brought his hand with the smoke down towards his arm, Jayy jammed the smoke down on his skin. Dahvie just whimpered, he didn't want to make damage worse. The burn was really bad, but he knew wore would happen if he made a noise, so he kept as quiet as he could.
Jayy pulled his hand away when the smoke was put out on the other teens arm. He grinned at the sight and smell of burnt flesh.
" Maybe that'll teach you to answer me next time faggot?"
"Yes," Dahvie whispered, eyes still on the ground. The bullies crept behind Jayy again. They laughed at how pathetic Dahvie looked.
" Good, now fuck off!"
Jayy roughly pushed Dahvie, the other teen lost his balance and fell down the short fling of stairs. The fall was short but painful. He lied on the ground for a second before pushing himself up again.
Jayy stood at the doors and smiled proudly.
'What a fucking weakling. The dude can't even stand up for himself!'
He grinned again before making his way inside of the school. The guys was still behind him, he told them to piss off. They were a pain in the ass most of the time anyway. Jayy was a loner had always been would always be. The only reason he kept them around was because the were a good fuck.
The tall teen made his way through the hallways and other kids quickly got outta his way. He didn't need his gang. He ran the school and people knew this. He made his way to hi locker, only to find a kid standing in front of it.
'Brave kid,' he thought to himself.
" Hey kid! Get the fuck away, you are standing in front of my locker, bitch!"
The guy, clearly a freshman, just glared at Jayy.
"And just why the hell would I?!"
he got in the taller teens face. Jayy took him by the neck of his shirt and smacked him against his locker. Jayy stared into the frighten kids eyes and got close to his face.
"If I see you one more time, at my locker, ever, I will hunt you down and fuck you up so badly, you won't be able to walk for days!"
Jayy released the scared kid and the kid ran away through the crowd, that had gathered around, and you could almost see his tail between his legs. Jayy looked at the crowd with a look which could kill and the people immediately walked in all directions.
The message was spread.
You don't fuck with Jayy Monroe.
You. Just. Don't.
