Outcast

Compassion.

Kellan walks up to the box, swats it in my direction. James runs into me, knocking me over again.

"What the fuck?" I shout getting up and pushing him "the first time, sure it could be a fucking mistake - but two times? In a fucking row?"

"Are you serious? Just fucking chill out" He replies and pushes me back 

I could feel myself getting angry, I just walk off into the distance away from everyone. The game still progresses and James looked happy. 

I'm fine. 

Everything's cool. 

Another hit into the trees this time, a good good hit. Why were all the good people on their team? 

Smack. 

A hit in my direction. Guess who's running towards me? Yep. James. 

I stick out my foot and he trips, head first into the grass - a face full of mud. 

"You so... Did not just fucking do that" James says getting up and wiping the mud off his face. 

"Just chill out man." I mock his previous words 

'Fuck you"

He pushes me, I drag him to the ground and throw a punch direct in the bridge of his nose. Instantly broken. He screams in pain and retaliates by punching me in the chest, instantly winding me. I fall back, he jumps and punches me as if there were no way to stop him. I knee him in the leg and pounce on him like a cat on prey. I could feel his blood on my knuckles, warm and sticky. His face becoming a mash of bone and blood. 

I could feel arms around me, tugging at my chest. pulling me back and away from the drama. I felt like everything was in slow motion. That everything happening wasn't real and that I wasn't here. 

"Ethan. Ethan calm down. You're fine Ethan. T can you get Mr. Price down here please" Mr. Renzo calmly asks. He pulls me into the gym, but not where the other class were playing volleyball, into the storage cupboard in the middle where everything was kept. It was sound proof so it wouldn't matter if I screamed and he'd locked the doors from the outside. "Hey! Ethan" 

"Fuck off" I shout at him, unintentional but it just came out. 

"What happened?" Mr. Price says shutting the door as he walked in. 

They walk over and mutter to one another. My head was exploding. My hands were sticky and my face hurt. Mr. Price keeps looking in my general direction and then back at Renzo. I wanted to go home. 

"Ethan, can we chat?" Mr. Price asks calmly as he walks in my direction 

"It was his fucking fault!" I snap, Price takes a step back. 

"Okay, I believe you don't worry. Can we still talk about it though?" 

I push him backwards, Mr. Renzo jumps into action as if I was about to lay Price on the ground. I wasn't but he didn't know that. I was capable of anything. I could,  no, I have killed a guy. Sometimes I'm not even sure of my own abilities and actions of what I do. most of the time it just happens without warning. I see red. I see nothing but anger. 

"Let's all just calm down here eh" Mr. Renzo asks 

I turn towards the door, the room was getting warm and I needed space to just walk. 

"Ethan, where are you going?" 

"Just let me out" I demand 

"I can't do that until you've calmed down"