EXIT of HELL | BFB Fanfic [DISCONTINUED]

-Crack-

Firey Jr's POV-

I'm stuck in this place with a bunch of assholes. I have to share some STUPID DESK with some geek guy named Roboty who doesn't even talk! Damn, let's pray he does actually allow me to sit on his lap so I can do some work in his fucking place. I was writing when I heard someone lean on ne, I looked up to see Roboty attempted to FUCKING SLEEP ON ME. "Hey! Knock it off." I smacked his face, as everybody began to look in our direction. Roboty stood up, glaring at me. I could tell from his eyes, even through those stupid square glasses.

-.-- --- ..- / -.. .- .-. . / - --- / --- .--. .--. --- ... . / -- . ..--.. / .... --- .-- / ..-. --- --- .-.. .. ... .... .-.-.-
I didn't understand what he fucking said, but began to back away to escape the damn situtation. I couldn't run for long. He grabbed me by my jacket hood as I was trying to get away. This must've been a fun sight for everyone else, but not for me. I felt him grab my arm, and didn't let go. Instead, I felt a lot of pressure. "W-WHAT ARE YOU DOING-"

Crack.

I screamed in pain, falling to the floor as he dropped me. I looked at my arm, it was dislocated. THE FUCKER BROKE MY DAMN ARM. I was just trying to get up, to fight back. To do something, but I couldn't. I eventually collapsed, unable to do anything.

--

I woke up, in some bed with X by me. His arms was glowing a faint yellow as he looked at me with concern. "Y-You okay?" He asked, trying to give me a comforting smile. "No.. My arm fucking broke, and- How long have I been passed out?!" He sighed, "..A week."

"A.. fucking week?!" I said, shocked I can faint for so long. "..Fair, that fucking asshole has a strength of a robot." I growled, quietly looking over to my heavily bandaged arm. It was covered in a red tint, which I assumed was my own blood. I slowly got up, just trying to move my arms. I winced in pain as the arm could hardly move without giving me a fuck ton of pain.

I was looking around, it seemed as if I'm currently in some nurse's office or asylum. Anyway, I tried to stand up but I was quickly sat back down by X. "No! You need to rest, your arm is still trying to recover." He insisted. I rolled my eyes, but decided to listen.

Just for now.

'''''

Match's POV-

As soon as I saw his arm break, it horrified me at first. I was scared and worried. If Roboty could just simply break an arm like that, who knows what everyone else can do to eachother? The thing is that, I enjoyed the pain and suffering that he went through. Like.. It's our final option. The only thing to keep us sane is murder and violence.

Maybe I can show this message to the others, and we can... all be like a bird free of a birdcage. Just to go wild. What harm could it possibly do to everyone?

I quietly tied up my hair, and took out a piece of paper to begin writing to a certain classmate on the otherside of the classroom. He won't mind. He seemed bored, and telling from how he acted back when he was with his team. It tells me that this will be someone quite easy to convince.

--
Roboty did the first move >.>

But hey theres X and stuff- cool stuff yeah uh yeah what else do i put here lmfao- but unlike my other books, the chapters will be a little longer.