My strict brothers

chapter 2

Two years later...

"Hey fat, why don't you kill yourself already!" I shouted at Lisa and the whole hall burst into laughter.

"Oh, Harley don't be mean The kid isn't fat, she just suffers from obesity," Peter my best friend said, making everyone laugh again. I smirked at him remark and glared at Lisa.

But in all honesty, Lisa wasn't fat. She was just so weak and easy to pick on.

Ever since I was left in the foster home by my brother. Picking up on people became my hobby since I didn't have much friends to play with.

My brothers never came to visit me either but my grandma used her money and charms to come see me all the time. At first, I was mad and upset, but who cares if I was? Nobody!

Kids were always laughing at me, reminding me of the fact that i would never fit into the society I was forced to live in.

I hated my brothers for everything, but for grandma, I thought I could use a family for a while, I let her in and that was the best decision I made.

She changed my life. I became the richest, most popular bully in town. She sent me to the best school in town and every other kids were scared of me which excited me.

Literally my motto was "What Harley wants. She gets"

Everyone in town knew me and they knew better than to cross my lane. 

Who the hell didn't know Harley? Then that person must be new in town.

Whatever I did to people wasn't actually my fault. It was my brother's for never checking up on me and it was also the kids fault for making me feel unwanted in some kind of way. But now, everything was changed. I changed.

"Oh, did i just hear something?" I asked lowly pretending to listen to something.

"That's right! You're a loser. A l-o-s-e-r!" I said in a face causing my hair to Bob up and down. Maya's eyes glistered with tears and I flicked a hair on her face.

"Sweetie, what's wrong?" I asked in the girliest sweet voice I could muster.

Maya, Lisa's best Friend went to comfort her, taking her away from the crowd that was booing and laughing at her.

"Mama help, these kids keep telling me the truth" Michael, my friend said in a girly tone too.

"Like mother like daughter, like fat like fattest" "Mama, you really need to stop giving that kid a lot of food". I said smirking. The students kept on laughing.

Slowly, Maya let go of Lisa and starts moving closer to me. Maya was one huge kid in school. But her size doesn't intimidate me uh uh, not one bit. I was just 5 ft 2, while she was 6 ft 0. But she was no problem to me, I could bring a guy down in 1 minute. So she was no problem.

The hall fell to silence as she came closer to me.

"Don't you have something else to do than picking on kids, Harley. I mean would your brothers be happy with you, right now. You come here feeling on top of the world meanwhile you live with foster parents"

Who the f**k was she to speak to me like that? I was mad, not because of the foster nonsense' talk. But the fact that she had mention my 'brothers'.

I just gave her a one-sided smile. Then stuck my hand in her hair using it to bring her face down and hard to my waiting knee. I felt something break but this just the beginning. By now everyone had gathered shouting fight! fight! fight! fight!

Dropping her to the floor, she was crying while holding her bleeding nose. Then I deliver series of kicks to her ribs and face. Making them all bloody. 

Sooner than I expected, she was out cold. I didn't care though, i wanted to hit her some more but someone grabbed me. It was security. They dragged me away as I screamed at the bastards.

"f*****g MENTION MY BROTHERS AGAIN AND I WOULD MAKE SURE YOUR FAMILY WOULDN'T FIND A PIECE OF YOU TO BURY. BORN BY MISTAKE BASTARD."