CHECKMATE

Chapter 5

"HARSHIT YOU FATSO!" Roared Digvijay in rage as he rushed like a charging bull towards a stout teenager who was jeering at him.

Catching hold of the stout boy's collar, Digvijay punched him on the nose. Harshit fell on his haunches and growled like a bruised dog. The students began cheering, taking sides and roaring to their hearts content.

Burning with insult, Harshit stood up and kicked Digvijay on his stomach. Unaware, the blow resulted in his fall.

The pain was excruciating, Digvijay held his stomach in pain and tears and spat blood on the concert ground.

"Ooh...mummas boy is crying..." Teased Harshit mimicking a girl's voice.

Smouldering in indignation, Digvijay brushed off the welling tears in his eyes and stood up with the support of his palms against the melting hot concrete.

"Let's fight baby girl..." Smirked Harshit and charged towards Digvijay who stood rock still.

The spectators stood gaping in silence, while few of them went to call the authorities of the college.

As soon as Harshit closed in, Digvijay moved away calmly and the huge mass fell, thudding the concrete like a football.

"How does the elephant feel when he's a worm?" Taunted Digvijay aloud.

Those who heard him cheered and whistled for him. Harshit huffed in rage, getting up from the ground he ran towards Digvijay who was busy enjoying the praises of the insane Mon and punched his lower back.

"SCREW YOU!" Cussed Digvijay as the sharp pain of the blow reverberated through his spine.

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"Woah!" Exclaimed Siddharth in delight as he leaned against the library window, overlooking the compound. "Someone's got into a boxing match."

Shivendra joined Siddharth and watched the two dots fight on the ground and the others cheer for them. Ignoring all of this was Pratap who was drowned in the world of education, as you would term it.

"Hey, hey, hey one moment..." Said Siddharth aloud placing a hand on Shivendra's shoulder. He went closer to the window and gasped aloud.
"What's the matter?" Asked Shivendra chuckling.
"The match is between Digvijay and Harshit." Replied Siddharth as the blood drained from his face making him pale.
"Shit!" Snapped Shivendra rushing towards the door. He stopped and looked at Pratap who looked at him saying, "I'll accompany you."
"If it doesn't really disturb you," added Shivendra unsure.
"Let's go," said Pratap.

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By now the fight had gotten too bloody, both Harshit and Digvijay were wounded and bleeding. The principal tried to pull the boys apart but was shoved to the ground by the two boys. He sat nursing his head and cursing silently in his mouth.

Pushing their way through the frenzied mob the three boys gasped seeing the two fight like animals.

"VJ YOU IDIOT STOP!" Shouted Shivendra rushing towards his brother.
"No," he growled in response, "today I will kill this pig and send his body to Meenakshi aunty."

Pushing his brother aside he ran towards Harshit and punched him on the jaw. This was followed by Harshit kicking Digvijay on the stomach. He spat out blood, stood up from the hot concrete and kicked Harshit on the haunches.

"YOU BLOODY SON OF A HANDICAPPED!" Roared Harshit in agony.

This only angered Digvijay further. Wiping his bloodied mouth on his sweat and blood soaked shirt and shouted, "SON OF A DEAD ZOMBIE."