The warrior of protection

Old Hag

I decide to take the paper back to my room and read it some more. I stopped by the cafeteria on my way back to my room to get a snack. I found a banana and a water bottle. I was about to leave when all of a sudden I here quite sniffling. I thought there might be thin walls at first but no one cries that loud unless they want to be heard. I looked around until I found Ella sitting on the floor behind the counter. "You good" I ask. "She's fine" I hear from the doorway. "Just dramatic". "Can you just leave, you've done enough" I say in an annoyed tone. She starts walking over to me. "And what if I don't," she asks. She really believes I won't smack her right now. Guess I have to prove her wrong. I Smacked her and she fell on the floor. I thought that was a fake fall until she stood up and I saw a huge red mark in the shape of a hand. "My mom is going to kill you for that" she says holding her face. All I do is walk up to her and stare her right in the eyes. "Bite me Morgan". She runs off still holding her face. "She wasn't kidding, her mom is going to rip you apart". I turn around and see Ella with a smirk on her face. "Bitch please" Is all I say back. She laughs a little and runs off. I grab my things and head to my room. I don't particularly like fighting 15 year olds. But sometimes the spoiled ones need the smack they never got from their parents.

When I got back to my room, I continued reading the paper. Until I got tired and I went to sleep.

I woke up the next morning and went to breakfast. When I got there Morgan pointed and me and the fat old lady next to her turned. She got up and started walking over to me. This must be her mom. My god shes ugly. I don't insult people but on all 6 of the powerful gods wtf is THAT. She looks like a walrus mixed with clown. Her face had a huge mole, and when I say huge I mean HUGE. It's like the size of my fist. She had so many wrinkles she looked like a grocery bag. It's gonna be hard to take this woman seriously when she comes to confront me. She was so fat I feel like I stood there for a year waiting for her to walk over. "You think you can just hurt my precious little girl and get away with it!". Her breath smelt like old cheetos and she spit everywhere when she talked. "I think I could get away with a lot of things if its you whos chasing me" I mutter to myself. "What was that punk!" she yells. Her face starts turning red. I almost feel like this is more of a cartoon then reality. "Look, all I'm saying is that if you don't discipline your 'precious little girl' she could end up in trouble" I say back. "I think someone needs to discipline you, where's your mother". I guess that's her way of asking me for the manager. She did have the stupid haircut. "I don't have one, she put me up for adoption when I was born," I tell her. It does make me a little upset to talk about my parents but I keep a straight face. "I can see why". It was at this point that Sydney had lost her temper and couldn't narrate her thoughts anymore. Lets just say she was about to throw hands with an old woman. "Listen here you old hag, you have 5 seconds to get out of my face before this becomes a real problem. I want you and you're stupid daughter to leave me the hell alone cause I am done with your BS!". I Snapped. I Screamed. The whole room was looking at just the two of us. "Is there a problem here". One of the leaders had finally come to see what was wrong. "Not yet, but you better keep this walrus away from me or someone will get hurt" I threaten. It's been a long time since I have snapped like that.

I grab my food and walk to my room. The whole room still silent. What I didn't know was that it wasn't from me losing my cool. It was the room shaking violently when I did. I need to be more careful when I get pissed off, And that Hag needs to know where the line is and when she has crossed it.