Burning Childhood

2. Poor Tree

*Wii music in background* I'm really just going with the flow with this book. K. Let's  goooooo....

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And our main characters are faced in an epic battle between- wait, wrong story

Eliot's p.o.v.

  Out of all people, it had to be him. I glared at the asshole in front of me. Tristan. I could see why he was picking on Kale of all people. Kale's mom ended up firing his dad -who made the most money in his family- and leaving his family with less money.

  His mom had actually fired a few people, but I'm not interested in that drama.

  All I knew at the moment was that my sister was going to get hurt. Or was she?

  Tristan was now looking at me. I froze.

"Is that Eliot?" He asked the girl next to him, who definitely had no clue how to apply makeup. She shrugged. Tristan took another glance.

"Tristan..." I growled his name.

"So it is you!" He laughed once again. Then he looked at Kat. She had a questioning look on her face. He smirked. "And I'm guessing that this is your little sister I always hear you talking about," he paused. He took another look at her. "Pathetic."

  In a split second, I saw his fist move dead in the side of my sister's face. She fell into the tree. Her head hit it first. She crumpled onto the ground. I saw blood coming from her face and somewhere around her head.

"Kat!!" I screamed. Tristan kept on laughing. His laugh was just slowly getting even more weirder. The smile on his face showed he was clearly proud of what he just did. But not his side chicks. The makeup and social media girl had both disappeared.

  In a flood of anger, and without thinking, I ran right at him, punching him dead in the stomach, knocking the wind out of Tristan. He coughed. His yellow eyes widened. Then he glared. He kneed me hard in the chest, followed with and elbow to my spine. Oh right, he does boxing, was the last thing that crossed my mind before I hit the ground. I heard a loud thump.

  Panting still, Tristan spoke. "You little shitty excuse for a person!" He screamed at me. "You think punching me will get you anywhere?!" He had clearly lost it.

  I felt a sharp pain in my chest. He had just kicked me, HARD. A flood of insults came at me, but because of the constant feeling of needles in my chest, I could barely hear them. My vison was slowly turning black. Then the pain stopped. The noises were gone.

"What's going on?" I wondered. Everything hurt.

I heard a new voice.

Tristan's p.o.v.

  I was pissed. First it was Kale, now it's Eliot. Along with his dumb sister. I heard a rustling noise. I turned around. I could feel my face face go pale. I had stopped kicking Eliot. I realized what was scaring me. His sister was moving.

  I stepped back a bit. "How is she even moving?" I wondered. She slowly stood up. A small cough came out. I could see blood on the ground near the area where her head used to be. She turned her head around. Her eyes were a terrifying green.

She spoke.

"First, you insult me," she growled, "then you decide to hurt me, and think it's funny!" She walks towards me, wiping the blood off her face. "But, then you decide to cross my line, by hurting my brother!" Now screaming. She's barely 5 feet away from me now.

  I looked at Eliot. He had moved onto his back. His eyes were barely slits. Some blood was slowly coming out of his mouth.

  I turned back around. Right before I could get a good look at his sister, what felt like a rock hit me dead in the face.

  I staggered. The little girl's eyes had turned a dark teal color. She was still glaring at me, but something told me she was happy. She looked at her fist.

Kat's p.o.v.

  Damn, that felt good.

  I looked down on Tristan. I was still pissed, but glad I hit him. I honestly felt nice to punch somebody.

"If you don't leave me and my brother alone," I said,"I'll hit you even harder you little shit."

"How are you even standing?" Tristan asked. His face had a look of shock and fear spread wide across it. I smiled.

"You won't be able to stand, if you don't get the hell out of here."

I know it wasn't a good comeback, but it was enough. Tristan quickly turned around and ran off. Now I had only one thing to worry about.

Eliot.

Well. I know this is a bit shitty but, I'll do better next chapter. I'm trying to add a very important character in soon, but I don't know when. I'll figure it out. By the way, if any of you have watched Gravity Falls, Tristan  basically looks like human Bill Cipher.

Okie, see ya next chapter!