It's the beginning of 8th grade and I'm scared as most people are on their first day of school. People rushing to class, teachers outside their doors, principles being dumb and in the halls while student say
"Sup, Mr A."
So on my way to class I have two friends next to me, they talking to beside me as we head to homeroom where our teacher waits, before we get there the school bully stops us.
"Hey gay boy, I see you brought your friends. Going to have fun in the bathroom later?"
As everybody knows, there is always that one stupid fucking bully in school who picks on anybody cause it makes him feel good. He talks shit, throws things at students, and gets in trouble alll. the. time. Of course he's bigger, meaner and stupid looking but I insist to start a conversation with him.
"Well, I thought about it. But it's not worth the effort try to make you look like a dumb ass in front of everyone and all your friends. By the way, just because you're popular doesn't mean you get to nag people just cause you feel like it, especially weak people. Sometimes when you call me gay, it makes me feel good, cause I know what I like unlike you."
He'd throw a fit, bursting into anger as one of the teacher coincidentally comes down the hall before I got my ass beat. The teacher would tell him to go to class as well as me and my friends and all is well in the world until that one moment in time that you make one little comment on someone and they burst.
Its the end of class and I'm heading to the bathroom. I open the door and there is the bully who is on the wall waiting, he looks up at me and begin the grin. I smile, turning around to find his friend closing the door behind me as holding it there.
"Well, Hey there gay boy, knew that you'd come here after 3rd period. Seems as if you got yourself into trouble again, too bad you're all alone with no one to help you."
The bastard goes on and on about how I'm helpless and how foolish it was to say rude things to him when in fact that the things I said were true. He walk over to me, send his fist flying to my stomach, I try to dodge it but get socked in the face with his other fist. I fall to the floor, my hand on my face as it would hurt.
"Wow, very strong you are. Go ahead hit me harder, gives me a more of a reason to tell. Though, you're the one who'll probably say 'If you tell, I'll kill you." it's very easy to read you." I'd say with a grin.
He'd stand there sneering at my comment, grabbing me by my neck and squeezing. I gasp for air as he squeezed and struggled to get out of his grasp. He laughing and I kept hitting his arm to let me go, but it had no effect. I then had a thought 'Is this all he can do?' and just smiled.
"What are you smiling for?" he looked down at me with a confused look, then let go. I coughed, being able to breath was so relieving, the air rushing through my lungs felt amazing. I saw the bully wave his goons off, myself still on the floor helpless as I looked up,breathing heavy.
"You ass, gonna choke me when we haven't even gotten to third base..." I grinned as I saw his expression change, he was trembling in disgust, backing up as I began to stand. He launch another punch at me, hitting me in my stomach as I would gasp again. This time I was coughing blood, still grinning.
"Shut up, you're just a whore who likes this." The boy said with a kick at my stomach, his hits got more weak with every kick, punch and swing of his fist. I saw he was getting tired, blood all over the bathroom floor. He finally gave up after 30 minutes, the fact that it was so long was that it was near lunchtime and that took at least an hour and a half, this only took half that time.
"Y-You still want more..?" He said, slumping down next to the wall as I sat up. My face was beat, bloodied, and torn. I still smiled, crawling over to him as I would lay next to him.
"Well, you're still an ass, but you can beat me whenever, get in trouble, and then beat me again. I find it quite fun, but I should have a turn." I grinned, trembling as I stood.
"I'll see you tomorrow, same spot, same time." I wince at the pain, grabbing my bag and leaving for lunch.
~The Next Day~
I walked to the bathroom, my bag cling to my arm as the other had a cast around it, my face bandaged, and my eye cover to hide the scar. I grinned the whole way there, stopping at the door to see a notice from the janitor to say it was closed. I opened the door to see the boy, slumped against the wall, smoking a cigarette.
"You know, those are bad for you, right?" I looked at him, his body language spoke so well, a boy who was scared of what would happen, smoking for the stress, and hiding behind a bad boy look. I dropped my bag, kneeling down to open it. I drew a pair of brass knuckles, grinning before launching at him.
He screamed, before being muffled by a gag. I felt an urge to beat him harder, but I had so much time to myself. I started with his feet, holding them down as I opened the bag again just to pull out a hammer, smashing each toe one by one. I then went to his legs, pulling a knife out and dragging it along his skin, leaving marks. He muffled screams, crying as I saw his expression.
"Awe, why not smile, I'm relieving you of this pain you have." I snickered as I went to his crotch, looking at him before going to his belly. I stood to kick him in the stomach, I had black military boots on, kicking him harder with each kick. after he was beaten in the stomach I moved to his chest, dropping the bag on him to see him gasp for air, I'd pull our a armored glove, it had claws and adorned jewels on it. It was a really good prop for Halloween but was also a weapon.
"Time for some CPR~" I sang out, dragging the claws along his chest before lifting my fist and slamming it onto his chest. I then hit his face, the claws leaving marks on his face. My face would become sour, beating his face till he was blue in both eyes. I stood up, walking to the sink and rinsing the blood from each tool. I then headed to the door, looking behind me and smiled.
"Call me next time and I'll have more for you." I'd smirk, leaving for the counselor's office to meet my uncle.
