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And there was Matt, he was beating Luke again. At this point I was seeing red, blood red. I almost ran towards them and pulled Matt away. I didn't want to scare Luke away, so I just dragged Matt away, to the schoolyard and pushed him up against a wall.

"Didn't I tell you to leave him the fuck alone?!" I yelled, ready to make sure he visits the hospital today.
"C'mon, you were asleep and-" I didn't let him finish, I just punched him into the jaw.
"I don't fucking care, near him more than 2 meters and you're dead, alright?"
"You're not my dad I can beat who I want to" he beasically spit into my face. That's when I had enough, my fist hit his jaw, stomach and face multiple times, in the end I sat on his torso beating him like a machine.

"Jai, stop!" A familiar voice called me, I didn't listen. This fucking bastard deserves this, I thought to myself and continued. Then I was pulled away from multiple people, trying to prevent Matt from being beaten to death. I was beyond fucking pissed, I wanted to see him suffering.

I looked at my surroundings, and from the mass of people I could exactly make out Luke. He looked scared and intimidated, and I could tell I had to make this up. I walked up to him. "Hey, listen, I'm really sorry for what I've done, but he hurt you!"

"I don't care, I don't know you and in Brisbane everything was the same, this is routine for me" he told me quietly.

It was fucking routine for him to be beaten and to be picked at, and this is so sad. But the sadder fact is, I was one of these people who break people like Luke. I felt bad for a moment, but then I remembered that they deserved it, it wasn't my fault they were freaks.

I snapped out of my thoughts and lifted up Luke's bag, carrying it inside the bus with me. Matt and other students followed, but keeping out of my way. Luke sat down at the window, I sat down behind him. He got out and put in his earphones, turning his head to face the window.

So he doesn't want to talk, okay. I was so curious, there were so many questions I wanted an answer to, and I wanted to know more about him. Why was he being bullied in Brisbane too? But for the beginning I chose to do simple things to earn his trust, for example being nice.

I tapped on his knee, causing him to look at me. "What?" He asked quietly confused. "Can I listen to some music with you?" I asked politely, giving him a small smile. He looked at me a bit unsure, but eventually handed me one of his earphones. I plugged it in, curious to get to know his music taste. He then looked out of the window again and pressed play, and the kind of music he listened to surprised me. It wasn't some emo shit or classics, it was simple pop rock.

I wanted to know so so so so much more, and I got the answers earlier than I expected.

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