Thought of Revenge
"Hope I warned you not to fight but you wouldn’t listen,’’ Richard was blaming Martin in his mind, in his mind alone. "Here you are, humiliated before the juniors. What a shame you’ve brought on yourself?’’
He was walking him towards his hostel---Dormitory B. Richard felt like saying it aloud, but fear would not let him. Like a half-cut snake, Martin has become now. At the slightest provocation, he could vent his aroused venom on him. On the other hand, Martin wanted to tell Richard something but could not. His mouth and face have started swollen up from Adrian’s slaps and punches. From his mud-stained mouth, he was spitting out some pints of salivary mud.
After a brief walk, Martin stopped wearily. He bent down, forming the small letter ‘r’ and exasperatedly wavin
