Nevermore

prelude

"what a nerd," Ben smashed me on the lockers, as a drop of blood came running out of my nose. shit, this is going to be on my shirt when i go home, our maid is definitely going to kill me.

"at least i'm not a walking STD Ben, get that in your undeveloped head," i smiled, earning me a quick punch on the jaw.

shit!

"you can't talk to me that way Neville sweetheart," his friends laughed at the sick joke he tried to pull, which is totally not funny, i can tell.

"oh i'm sorry Benny-boo, is it too advance for you? i didn't know you're still in kindergarten, maybe your father just tugged a few strands to get you to highschool," it earned a lot of 'oohs' from the crowd that surrounds us.

"you're so useless," he gritted, throwing me to his two friends. grabbing both of my arms tightly.

"just like your dad's condoms," i snorted, still being able to laugh at my state. and oh,everyone laughed too.

literally, i can see he's fuming with rage. enough to let a steam out of his two reddish ears.

"oh you're in to so much trouble twerp," he shouted. i forcefully closed my eyes, getting ready for the punch of a lifetime.

"look out!"

finally, got hit.

but it was hard.

so hard.

i let out a scream, i heard my nose cracked like a wood chopped by a karate master. it was awful. i turned into a ball, clutching. my nose hurts and i can't even open my eyes.

but to my surprise, no one laughed.

"my, my, Neville, i didn't even have to punch you, in order for you to get hurt," Ben sneaker, as i hear footsteps coming closer to my direction.

i'm in pain, in so much pain. a pair of soft hands touched my arm gently.

"are you okay?" she asked, worriedly.

"i'm literally bleeding to death right now, and i'm hungry. but other than that, i'm peachy. just peachy!" i scowled.