XXIV| Anger

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I was annoyed. Ace was forcing me go back to hell hole that the goverment called school.

None of them even finished high school... Fuck, Viper hadn't even finished her first year, and she's younger than me!

I grumbled more under my breath as I made my way throughout my classes. Most of the teachers glared and hissed at me for being so damn late and such. The only teachers who didn't, was Mrs. Harris and Mr. David.

My handsome teacher tried to call me after class, but I didn't bother staying. It's quiet easy to blend in a group of taller teenagers that mostly wear dark clothing.

I didn't want to talk to him. Talking to him always lead to him getting closer to me, even if it was just us yelling at each other... I didn't want that.

The rest of the day was just a mesh of things. Boring, things mostly. Then at the end of the day, I fucking get called into the principal's office! Wonder-fucking-ful!

I sat heavily in the chair across that fat pig's. He gazed at me with hungry like eyes, but with an angered expression.

"Where have you been for the past month?"

I rolled my eyes at him.

"With Mr. Hot Stuff. I was wounded, remember? Couldn't be bothered to come to school." I hissed.

He glared at me, a sneer on his lips. That hungry look vanishing.

"This isn't time for games, boy!" He bellowed, standing up quickly as though I had done something horrendous.

I rolled my eyes at him, standing up as well to my short height.

"I know that, fat-so. I know that better than fucking you! So, sit your perverted ass down and shut the fuck up!" The longer I spoke, the louder my voice rose.

The man's eyes widen, he backing away some. He looked frightened...

I took deep breaths, trying to calm down... But I couldn't... everything was coming back... Every time I was pushed around, left for dead... Lied to and hurt for the fun of it...

It came back with a vengeance.

I looked away, turning my back to him. I had to get away.

"I'm leaving." My voice didn't leave room for arguing if he was planning on to.

I left quickly, leaving behind my book bag... I wasn't going to need it where I was going...

I just had to go... Get to the woods... Before my anger got the best of me...

Before someone got hurt...

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