Chapter Triggers-Physical abuse, mention of blood and wounds.
Keith's P.O.V.
I smirked as I walked away form the group of dumbfounded tall swimmers, dripping wet hair with their cocky ass smiles. Opening my locker, I heard laughing as a pair of shoes walked towards me.
"Hey Girlie" a low voice said.
Snarling I turned around and faced the strong voice. I saw the other swimmers in the background laughing and talking. I don't think any of them realized that Micheal had strayed over to where I was.
"Hmmm Michelle was it?" I spat out, knowing fully well that this fucktards name was Micheal.
His face twisted a little while his fist clenched his red shirt.
No warning. No smirk. No remark. Just a mix of colors then blackness, yelling and blood and oh yeah, pain. I was down on the floor with Micheal above me, his knuckles, upon closer examination, were red. Small pops echoed in my ears and he cracked his wrists.
"Little fucker ain't so mouthy now" he sneered in my face while continuing to crack his wrists. There was silence in the background as the rest of the swim team realized what has happened. The loud thumping of low cut navy blue converse vibrated on the floor as lance sprinted down the hallway towards us.
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