Our Story

The Beginning

Daniel's POV.

It hurts; this feeling burns me from the inside.

Clutching on my abdomen, I begin to feel my chest burning.

Rage. No- Something else.

Hatred.

I open my eyes and the first thing I see is him, pinning me down to the floor after a round of punches. The scenario around me is a crowd of people, cheering and screaming.

"This is boring. He's not even fighting."

I hear people from the crowd talking. They are disappointed.

"Yeah, let's get out of here. So boring."

The guy on top of me looks around as he smiles, showing his creepy side.

"Why are you leaving so soon? I haven't finished yet. Besides, the good part is here," he says as he reaches his back to take something. He looks at me with a wicked smile and tightens his grip on my neck; My breathing is heavier every second that passes.

This guy is getting on my nerves! That's it! I'm done!

While analyzing the situation, I managed to think of an opening that can turn the tides of the fight.

It is risky but I will take the chance.

I quickly grab my enemy's wrist and make a move that pushes him aside. I grab him by the collar and headbutt him. The pain I feel in my head is strong.

I stand up, looking around for help, but I can't see anyone that could help me right now.

Where the hell is our teacher!? Isn't he supposed to be watching over us!?

I feel impotent, standing here in front of him; Tears, falling down my cheeks.

This is too much. I can't stand this. I feel like I'm going to explode at any moment. I can't control my tears and my mind is just telling me to punch him as hard as I can. Fuck!

"What? Now you're ready to fight, crybaby?" He says, teasing me with a maniacal smile. I scoff.

I can't let my guard down. Ugh! This guy is annoying as hell! Why did I come here!?

"Bring it on." He prepares himself, putting his hands behind his back. Watching him being so calm makes me feel intimidated. For once, I let my guard down.

I can see him running, ready to make the first move. I close my eyes, expecting the pain...

!

I cover my mouth with my right hand, trying not to scream. I'm crying even more.

I look at my left arm. He hit it with all of his strength with a steel pipe.

UGH! BE STRONG!

I shake my head, letting out a grunt. Running, I use my right fist to punch him in the abdomen, making him back off; He is gasping for air, clutching in the ground.

Now is my chance.

I grab the steel pipe from his hands. The crowd is cheering me as I have the upper hand.

I didn't plan to use it against him but- No! I need to get rid of this so he can't use it anymore.

Without hesitation, I throw the steel pipe to the rooftop of the school. The sound of metal hitting metal sounds throughout the school.

"Ugh!" I clutch on my left arm. Now, I feel pain.

My arm hurts like hell, but I need to be strong and stop this once and for all!