Soul mates (furry NSFW Gay boyxboy)

unknown strength.

"when i get angry man i move Anti" - stormzy, scary

"Our next lesson is Physical education" I nod "I get self conscious because i look different, all un-muscly." He rubs my head. "it will be okay." I nod and sigh. We talk and sometmes we hold paws when no one is around.

The bell goes and we walk to the changing room. I suck at most sports, im a little bit short so basket ball is hard, im not strong so American football is hard, im not great at running so stuff like that is hard but im good in goal in hockey and british football AKA soccer.

I start to get changed and so does Grant, i have to get changed opposite him as there is no space next to him. After a few minutes i hear a struggle behind me. I turn around and see Grant surrounded by three jocks. One is filming, one is standing there laughing and the other in the middle.

He's quite clearly pinning him and hurting him, maybe even touching him. sexually. I walk up quickly and pull the middle jock off him. "not cool man." He laughs. "What the fuck are you going to do about it you little bitch". He swings at me and i dodge. I spring back up and punch him as hard as i can in the throat. "that." He walks back dayzed. Then stumbles back, holding his neck. He stumbles onto a bench and his head flops down onto his chest. "should've thought twice before you opened your trap huh? fuckin' pussy hole." I turn to the other two jocks. 

"So you gonna stop now or try me?" The also ripped German shepherd who was laughing and is now pinning Grant to the wall looks at me. "Try you." He hands Grant to the slightly smaller snow leopard who was filming and approaches me. I roll my eyes. "you ready to die." I roll my eyes again. "you Americans are bad at threats, your like cavemen." He swings and his fist collides with my stomach, knocking me back to my bench. I grab my keys, i stick my keys through my paw pads/fingers. He swings at me and i dodge. I whip around to his side and punch him hard with my key paw. He cries out in pain and holds his side. He swings again but i dodge downward. i punch him in the leg and he falls backwards. He sits on the floor whining. I look up at the snow leopard and he lets go of Grant. I think he goes back to changing so i turn around and put my keys back in my bag. I turn to check and see if Grant is okay but i can just see the snow leopard with a meatal baseball bat raised. I feel nothing everything just turns black. instantly.