Fragments of Me

Chap 3: Involvement

Life of a twelve year old is quite amusing. They are so in depth of their activities that they forget things quite easily. Well atleast it helped me get rid of every feeling I had. I started using social media from class 4 and trust me, I found it a bit enjoying and a bit sickening. Class 4 is actually thought to be the turning point of every kid's life. They are introduced to things reality. They are pulled out of their fantasy world and are thrown into the system of how the world works. I was, it is fair to say, extremely fond of sports and wasting time. These two gave me pleasure whenever I got involved. I was never the studious type. I think my mom has never seen me without a ball whenever I was studying on my table. I used to go the field everyday. Be it rain or shine. My friends were like me too except the fact that they never say at a table to study. Since I got promoted to class 4 life around and within me was supposed to change. My first change came when I started smoking. My dad was a heavy smoker and I had disliked that fact from a young age. But my involvement in it was not due to curiosity, it was mainly due to anger. One day we were playing in the field. Some boys came over and asked us to leave the field. I was in half agreement with that boy's words when I saw Axxis and  Matteo in disagreement. They had their fists clutched together. I had bad feeling about this. Our opposition were grade 10 boys with a bad attitude. Just one curse left from Matteo's mouth and everything started. I saw Raphael try to hit the main guy with a bat who, quite easily moved away and landed a terrible blow on his back leaving Raphael almost unconscious. Matteo was bleeding from his arm as he was hit with a brass knuckle and Trevor was on the ground with blood coming out of this mouth and the boys towering over him. I suddenly realised that they all turned towards me and everything around me went black.

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When I woke up I saw Axxis crying beside me, Trevor was groaning in pain, Matteo was sitting up with his head in his hand and Raphael was still on the ground but was conscious. I tried to get up to find my right hand bleeding and a rib crack inside of me. Pain was flooding my mind, though I was trying to ignore it. Axxis was still crying, so I went over to him,

Me: Come on man, let it go, plus we were outnumbered so we wouldn't have stood a chance.

Axxis:  I am not crying because of that man, I am crying cause we were weak and they knew it, thats why we got beat today.

Trevor: Motherfucker, I told you not to mess this shit up, now how are gonna explain this to our parents?...

Matteo: Forget all that, let's just think of how we gonna get ourselves home, I think they broke my leg...

Me: Hey, why isn't Raphael getting up?

Raphael was still on the ground with his face down. It was sunset so it difficult to see his wounds. We went over to him and found him crying. After a brief moment of consolation we decided to head towards home. Everyone decided to tell the same story to their parents to avoid suspicion. But something in my mind told me that this was not over. When we crossed street lights our wounds became clear. Axxis had a deep scar on his face, Matteo was limping and blood was coming out of his back, Trevor was bleeding from his nose, hands and thighs, Raphael was bleeding from his head and I was bleeding from my right hand and my legs. The astonishing fact was that none of us were crying. Anger was quite visible in each others faces. We reached home and was met with huge amounts of scolding, questions and consolations. My mother almost fainted seeing me and my father gave a look of disgrace. I went to the doctor and got an x-ray done to find a cracked rib inside me. The pain was excruciating but they seem to pass away every time I remembered what happened to us. Calls came from different houses with our parents tensely talking over the phone. It was decided that they are going to meet three days later at my house for a full briefing of the event that took place. Three days went by...

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On the day I saw a almost perfectly walking Matteo at my door with Raphael and their parents altogether. Axxis came with his and Trevor with his. They started talking about what we told them and we were told to go to the roof. Axxis came up and brought out a pack of smokes and started smoking. Anger clear in his expression. Raphael was constantly massaging his temple and Matteo looked towards the sky. Trevor looked at his own shaking bandaged hands. I asked Axxis for one. I took a breath in and immediately started coughing. I forgot about my rib. I took another one and slowly things started to look normal. To imagine, five 12-year old boys on the roof top with bandages all over them with two of them smoking. It was sight worth seeing. Then Raphael spoke,

Raphael: Are going to do nothing? Are we gonna act like bunch of pussies that are supposed to be pushed over?

Axxis: Shut the fuck up! Of course we are not gonna let them go but we have to think of a way of getting things done.

Trevor: I want to kill them.

Axxis: Not kill but wound them.

Raphael: I want to make a promise. I want to promise that no matter what happens we are gonna have each others back, we will not be addressed as weak and we will make sure nobody messes with us again.

Me: Amen to that.

It was decided to let loose. We had to wait a few days before the situation at our house cooled down. It was a week before we were let out and we decided to have our own place to meet. We never thought we would give rise to our own devils...