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Okay I would like to say that I punched the f*****g asshole, but... I didn"t. The jerk has fast reflexes.
He caught my fist at the last second and tightened it, probably wanting me to regret the punch I threw to him, but puh-lease... I was from CIA. Okay, I"m not saying that it didn"t hurt at all. It hurt, but I just wasn"t showing it, plus, Daniel has made me to go throw worse things than this. Believe me. W.O.R.S.E.
Rhydian"s face was grinning at me like a lunatic and I was just glaring to him like I wanted to kill him only by seeing him like that. I didn"t notice that the whole cafeteria was staring at us, in silence. It"s not my fault that I was so angry that I didn"t punch the jerk, that I didn"t notice that everyone was staring at me. I"m innocent!
"Daring to much sweetheart?" Rhydian talked with a playfully voice.
I sighed and pulled my hand which he let it go. I gave him a last death glare, before I left the cafeteria, now really angry.
HE. MADE. ME. LOOK. LIKE. A. FOOL!
Okay, this is enough. I"m not doing this mission, before I finish the "Beat the crap out of the jerk and then protect him" mission. And this is final.
For God"s love I want so much to punch something.
Find something Dylan.
"Wow wow, slow down girl!" A d**k-face said to me as I walked next to him, not even giving him a glance but he grabbed my arm.
I turned around in just a second and punched the jerk"s face so much that my knuckles hurt.
Oh yeah that felt good!
"Thank you for volunteering as my punching bag d**k-face." I said to him half-glaring, half-grinning.
He let out a pain sound, but I just ignored him and walked away. Honestly, I wasn"t feeling bad for punching a random guy, because in those moments I couldn"t think about anything. It was like my conscience had gone on holidays in Miami for a while, leaving me alone with only my bad side. And when I pass in that bad side...
Uff!
Better back off.
And right now, I was in my bad side... No one can just make me look like a fool, and I will just forgive him. I"m not that kind of a person.
***
The punch I gave to the d**k-face?
Eh! Wasn"t enough for me. I punched four other guys, including here a football player, and I knocked out three of them. The football player was a hard nut to break. And the problem was that I just couldn"t feel better by punching them. I wanted to punch Rhydian. My fist wanted so bad to punch his pretty face, even thought my knuckles were hurting like a b***h, but I was used with that.
I fought pretty bad with my inner me to don"t punch the literature, physic and geography teacher, and lucky there was no other accidents, but knowing myself very good, I knew that it wasn"t going to last forever. I was feeling like a ticking time bomb, and I was going to explode. And do you want to know the irony of all this? Rhydian was in every f*****g class with me and I had to deal with his stupid face all the time which was grinning to me every second, and that was driving me crazy. Seriously! How can someone be such an i***t? I don"t know, so you tell me.
The bell rang announcing the end of the last period, and for the very first time today I was happy. Thank you GOD!!!
I picked up my things and tried to leave the class as fast as I could, but before I could arrive the door, I felt Rhydian next to me. I turned my head to find him smirking to me like an i***t. What the f**k is his problem? His mama dropped him in his head too many times when he was a baby or what?
I walked out of the class, trying to calm down so I wouldn"t end up at the principal"s office again. I just needed to breath in and breath out.
Breath in!
Breath out!
Breath in!
Breath out!
Hey! It"s working!
"You punch very hard!" He commented and I could feel his smirk in his voice.
Please let me kill him! I mentally prayed to Mr. Anderson, even thought I knew he couldn"t hear my prays. But still I was hopping that just for e second he could read my thoughts and answer me: "Yes Dylan! Kill the jerk and come back home!"
I would like so much to hear that. It would sound like paradise for me.
"Too bad that I couldn"t punch you." I said really pissed off, not giving a glance to the jerk.
I fastened my walk, trying to get away from the i***t before I was going to kill him in front of the whole school.
"Don"t like to talk with me honey?" He said.
I stopped walking and turned around slowly to him. I knew that I had the creepy face on those moments so I didn"t need a mirror to say that. I could feel it. And let me say that it was very creepy. Veryyyyyyy, I"m telling you.
"Calm down honey, that face doesn"t suit you." He said and I swear that I was feeling like a grenade exploding. It wasn"t such a good feeling.
Calm down! Calm down!
Breath in!
Breath out!
Breath in!
Breath out!
Oh f**k the breathing!
I walked toward him, slowly with a flirting look in my face, which caught him by surprise and the smirk in his face just became bigger and bigger. When I was close enough to him, I gave him a small smile and before he could realize anything I punched him hard in his face, maybe even breaking his nose.
"Do you like this one?" I said to him grinning.
I had the victory grin in my face.
"You fucking..." I punched him again before he could finish his sentence.
"Don"t you dare to insult me!" I threatened him and punched him again in his face knocking him out.
I know it was too harsh, but in my defense... Okay I got nothing.
But damn, I enjoyed every single punch I threw toward him. Thank you God! Thank you!
I walked away from the jerk and headed to the parking lot. It was almost empty, only a few cars here and there, but no sign of Eric. Great! I have to walk to the house now.
I don"t mind walking. In fact I missed it, and wanted so bad to run a little, but today was such a long day, and name me one guy who wants to walk after a day like this. Can"t find it? I thought that too.
So... I guess I will walk.
Karma is against me today. Like always.
Pff!
I tried to walk faster, but I was so tired from all of what happened today, all of that anger I had kept inside me and even though I couldn"t stop grinning like an i***t for the fact that I had finally punched the jerk, I still couldn"t ignore the pain in my knuckles.
I raised my hand to see the condition of my so screwed knuckles to find them covered in blood and bruised.
What? I just punched him and...
Oh yeah!
Him and four other guys.
The house wasn"t too far from the school, but it looked like five miles away since I wasn"t in mood. During the walk to the house I was just praying for a magical disappearance from the street and then an other magical appearance which would be inside the house. That would be just fine. And for irony I passed my house and didn"t even noticed it. I remembered that I had passed it, only when I finally called my mind to wake up, because I swear it had gone to sleep.
I unlocked the door and entered in. When I was about to close it, a hand grabbed my arm and pulled me away from the door, closing it quickly. I was about to escape from the hand, but it didn"t let me go. I turned around to find Eric looking out of the window really worried and... scared? Okay what happened? Russian mafia came in town?
"What happened?" I asked him, feeling a bit worried, but just a bit.
"Was there a blond woman... tall... looking like creepy Cruella De Ville?" He asked and I raised an eyebrow.
"Excuse me?"
"Just answer." He said to me, still looking out of the window probably trying to find the "creepy Cruella".
"No why?" I said to him and he let out a relieved breath, and walked away from the window, without even taking into considerate to answer to me. "Answer me!"
"Answer what?" Eric said like nothing happened at all.
"Why you were acting like a freak two seconds ago?"
"Oh..." And that"s all he said.
"Oh what?" I was passing in my mad mode and wasn"t feeling very happy for doing it.
"Well... this woman... saw me when I came back from school and..."
"And..." I pushed him to talk.
"And she started to act weirdly..."
"You think she knows who we are? Does she want to kill the jerk? Or she...." I started to talk fast trying to process the whole thing.
"No, no. She..." Okay, Eric mumbling is the most annoying thing in the world.
"Just spill it out!" I shouted to him and he glared at me.
"Don"t shout at me agent Hyde!" He said in a threatening tone and I rolled my eyes.
"So the woman..."
"Just nothing." He said quickly with a tensed face and walked away.
I walked toward the window in the living room and saw outside it. "Eric the blond woman!" I shouted.
"What?" He shouted and hid behind the coach.
Huh?
"I"m not here. I moved to Canada if she asks. I got killed. I"m dead. I don"t exist." he started to say and I just stare at the couch with a confused look.
"I was joking." I said slowly not getting a thing why he was acting like that. "Why are you acting like she had beaten the crap out of you in sixth grade?"
"She wants me to go on a date with her." He said, standing up and lightly blushing from his reaction.
I stared at his face for a while and then...
I started to laugh. Like there was no tomorrow. I haven"t laughed that much since... never.
"An agent from CIA... is scared from a woman who asked him out?" I managed to say between the laughs.
"She is creepy and... Stop laughing. It"s not funny." He said still blushing.
"In fact Eric it is."
"That woman has mental illness." He said in his defense, but I didn"t stop laughing.
"Whatever floats your boat Eric!" I said going upstair.
***
"And how was your day?" Eric asked me as we were eating dinner in the dining room. He kept blushing every time he saw me and me being the bad person I was, kept teasing with him which didn"t help him at all.
"Well... after the little accident with the gun?" I asked and he nodded not seeing me. "I knocked out a teacher, tried to punch Rhydian, knocked out three guys, punched the fourth one, and punched a couple of times Rhydian." I said like I was describing what did I ate for lunch.
"What?" He shouted to me and then started to choke.
"What?" I asked him. Playing the dumb right now.
"Why the f**k did you do that?" He asked me angry.
"Which part?" I hope I make alive till tomorrow after this.
"The whole thing?" He said to me in a "duh" tone.
"Oh! I was angry. And the teacher part... it was an accident." I said continuing to eat.
"You... I.... Mr. Anderson... You... Ugh!" He said and took his fork in his hand and put a peace of meat in his mouth. "You are going to apologize to Rhydian tomorrow for punching him."
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