The Arrogant Slave

[His POV] "What? Say it again, you damn pig!" "I-i'm sorry! Please, Zero… I beg you," he was crying as he beg for my mercy. I grabbed his hair and stared at his eyes fiercely. I could feel the blood in my veins boiling. His face was filled with bruises and cuts. He can't blame the hell of me. I warned him not to touch my bag but since he was so stupid to understand, he did otherwise. He vomit and there's blood coming out from his mouth after I showered him with punches. He cried for his broken jaw. I loosen the necktie of my uniform and smirked while watching him suffer from aches. I brought him here in the nearest abandoned building inside the school campus. No one is interested to come in here and I am too damn lazy to even pull his balls to somewhere much further. "This bag is much worthy than your own life. Do you understand that, Clay?" I held his cheeks tightly and I was disgusted by how weak he is. His eyes are half-open and swollen. It feels satisfying to know how superior you are compared to others. I let him go and stood straightly when the entire room illuminated. I sighed when I saw my parents, school principal and the two school security standing on the door with those shock reactions. Seriously? First time? . "I'll pay all your hospital bills and I am deeply sorry for what my scum son did to you. If you need other things, please don't hesitate to give me a call. I'll offer help immediately." My Mom worriedly instructed Clay. He just tiredly nodded before letting the two security guards bring him to the hospital. I scratched my eyebrows and boringly leaned on the hood of my Father's car. I got to admit that I don't feel nervous at all. Yes, they caught me for the... third time, I guess but so what? The important thing is, I feel satisfied for what I've done. I was yawning as I watched Dad approached me with disappointment written on his face. I sighed after he gave me a punch on the face. "Andrie, stop it!" Mom pulled him away from me. "Get inside the car." His voice was calm and feels like a threat, so I decided to follow him. During the trip, no one dared to make even a single noise and it was awkward. The only thing that sounds is the air coming out from the car's AC. "Take a bath, Zero. We need to talk about this." My Mom strictly said before heading towards the kitchen. I closed my eyes for a second before deciding to take a shower. Hurting someone is like a drug to me. Even it would lead me to nowhere, I can't stop myself from doing it. It all began with my classmate making a noise out of chewing a gum. I punched him without even thinking and he cried with his nose keeps bleeding. Everyone said that I have no self-control. Well, I can't stop if this is the only thing that makes me feel alive. Some would say that I don't know what mercy is, i'm hot-tempered and no one wants to be friends with me. Well, this is who I am and I won't change just because people told me to. I entered the dining room and my parents' gaze quickly turned to me. They watched me as I sat across them. "What's the reason this time, Zero?" Dad asked that made me scratched my eyebrow. "I don't remember owing an explanation to the both of you." "Hon!" Mom pulled him away from me when the back of his palm hit my cheek. It feels... comforting. The physical pain proves how alive I am and now, I tried my best not to show a naughty smirk. "Show some respect, you bastard!" My Father's curse didn't hit a nerve. Oh come on, I need more than that! "Andrie, he's your son!" "Son? I don't know this man anymore." His stares were warnings that anytime he could kill me when I giggled like an insane man. "I won't tolerate this habit of yours, Zero. Next week, either you like it or not, I'll transfer you to Keynes Private Academy."