The story of my life (wattys2019)

Chapter 23

A harsh voice called but I was careless, I kept punching till I was pulled away by a strong arm.

"Oh my God Jay!" Mr. Malik yelled when he saw Jay's bloody nose, and how the tile was colored with blood. "To the principal office, both of you!" He yelled. Just like that, we were both teleported to hell.

"Look at yourselves! A bloody mess!" The principal Mr steward yelled at both of us. "You Alexander Weston! You always seize the opportunity to fight, just last week you were expelled for fighting! And now."

"It's not my fault! Why are you putting all his crap on me? He is the bastard who started all this bull shit!" I yelled.

"You fucking hit my brother!" Jay yelled.

"I never asked you to speak idiot!"

"Alexander!" The principal pinched the bridge of his nose. Just then Margaret and a man walked in, she gasped when she saw me.

"Oh my God!" She screamed.

"This is what happens when your kids don't receive proper training, they end up wounded, Mrs. Weston as you know I reported about the aggressiveness of your ward, he really needs an attitude fix."

"Are you kidding? He tried to kill me with a fucking knife!" I yelled earning a stinging slap from Margaret, I grabbed my cheek with my bloody hand.

"Enough Alex," that was all she said.

"What is that?" The principal pointed at my bleeding hand but I remained silent.

"Alex, he's speaking to you," Margaret said sternly.

"He cut me," I simply said in fury.

"Jay the knife!" Mr. Stewart yelled having Jay reluctantly give the knife that had my blood on it. The principal sighed.

"Mr. Reagan, I am sorry but your son is suspended for two weeks for using a harmful object on another student."

"I understand," the man said while glaring at Jay.

"As for you Alexander you'll have detention with Mr. Malik for one week and both of you'll clean the mess in the hall. Is that understood?"

"Yes sir," we both responded.

I wanted to protest but I decided to keep shut, I was furious and when I was furious, I said things that I later regretted.

"You may leave for the infirmary on the second floor, Mr... Malik will show you."

We were escorted to the infirmary where we were treated and went straight to clean the bloody floor.

"This was all your fault!" Said Jay.

"Don't talk to me son of a bitch!" I growled, Jay dropped his rag. Towering me, I too dropped my brush looking right into his eyes. "It will take nothing from me to break your jaw," I said.

"Alexander, Jay!" Mr. Malik called out having us back to work.

"Alexander, do you want me to extend your detention?"

"Why asking me, I wasn't even talking, he was!" I spoke rudely.

"How dare you Weston, now you just added two more days to your detention," he said.

"WHAT!"

"Plus one hour!"

"Why do you see me as a prey?"

"Plus one more hour."

I shut up, angrily brushing the floor while cursing and swearing under my breath.