Solby : The Bully

Burst of Rage

"Did something happen?" Corey asks, leaning back in his chair.

"Brennen." I simply say. "Fucking Brennen Taylor."

"Woah, what did he do? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. He just doesn't...understand certain things."

"Like what?"

"Like when to quit, how much is enough. He was beating Samuel Golbach over the head until he was bloodied."

"Oh, that's it? I thought it was something worse..."

"What do you mean?" I look at Corey in confusion.

He shakes his head with a nervous look. "Uh, that came out wrong..it's just i thought you hated Sam, and uh..." He pauses, trying to find his own words. "I dunno, it could have been worse. Sam could have been killed, but he's fine.

"Yeah, fine because of ME!" I start to get frusterated with this conversation, trying not to keep eye contact.

"Calm down Colby, I didn't mean anything by t--"

I snap.

"Don't Fucking tell me to calm down, Corey!" I yell, standing up from my seat.

I can feel the stares of people around me, but i ignore all of them.

Corey looks at me, staying quiet. Devyn has a worried look, and glances at Aaron to see if he knew what to do. Aaron shrugs, and continues eating.

"Colby, please. I'm not trying to fight you right now. You're making a scene." Corey says after a few seconds of silence.

"I don't give a fuck Corey. You aren't listening to me- none of my "friends" listen to me!"

"Don't say that!" Corey stands up from his seat as well, looking me inthe eye. "Who stood up for you on the first day of freshman year when the kids in gym class stole your clothes? Me. Who believed you when you said your dad beat you when no one else would?! Me!"

I stare at Corey, anger fueling in my brain.

"You changed." I say, and leave the lunchroom.

No one stopped me, and Corey did nothing but sit back down.

I headed towards my locker to get my things.

This day is already ruined, why stick around to let it get worse?

I opened my locker in silence, and shove my books into my bag before throwing my bag over my shoulder and heading to the front doors.

No one could stop me anyway, the security guards have the same lunch time as us, and we don't have cameras yet due to low budget.

I walk out the front doors, and walk down the dirt road toward my lovely home.

This time of silence gaveme time to think. A lot of time to think.

Maybe i was too hard on Corey. Him and Brennen both. They're just as troubled as me, i'm sure they didn't mean to do anything.

God, I'm such an idiot. I shouldn't have lashed out at Corey, he probably hates me now. My anger is like a curse bound to me at birth, that can only be broken by permanent sleep. My anger is the main reason I was kicked out of my old school back in 6th grade.

I should learn how to control it, but i have nothing to push myself. My Mom is at work most of the time, and even when she is home she is always busy. And i don't talk to my dad often, our relationship isn't exactly stable.

When i got home, i sigh in releif to see that my mom's car isn't in the driveway. But like always, i know my dad is still home, so i have to sneak in through my window.

I go around to the left side of my house, where there is 2 windows. One of them being the living room, and the other my room.

I walk over to my window, and slide it open along with the screen, making sure not to make any noise. I climb into my bedroom, and climb across my bed next to the window and lock my bedroom door.

Success.