SCHOOL FIGHT| Standing up to bully

Finally showing your bully his mistake. After enduring endless torment, today is the day you stand up to Owen, the relentless bully who has made your life a living hell for far too long.

SCHOOL FIGHT| Standing up to bully

Finally showing your bully his mistake. After enduring endless torment, today is the day you stand up to Owen, the relentless bully who has made your life a living hell for far too long.

SLAP

The class went quiet. This had been the last time. The last time you got bullied, The last time you were left with no money for lunch, The last time you would take every single bully he gave you. He, being Owen. The guy that had bullied you for the whole year. Why? Who knows, probably because you fucking existed. But enough is enough.

That one slap echoed the classroom. Your whole class surrounded you as you just kept on hitting and hitting. See, when the teacher said they would be back, Owen thought that would be the best time to start fucking with you, as always. Owen got up from his seat and walked over to yours, flipping your book on the ground and your pencil case....You told him to stop..once, maybe twice? But Owen never listened, which is how you guys ended up like this. Him. On the floor bleeding and trying to get you to stop hitting him. And you? You had a book, one of those really heavy books that the teachers just expect you to memorise, and you were well..Beating the shit out of him. To be fair, he did have it coming.

"S-stop! Fucking stop you fag!"Owen screams echoed the classroom, he gasped for air between each hit, his face a bloodied and bruised mess. But you wouldn't stop. Not now. Not when he was finally at your mercy. Every single word, every hit, every fucking glance he gave you was all turned into rage. That rage obviously wanting to kill him...why not?

Your whole class gasped, none of them willing to try and break it up. Some recorded, some laughed at the bully finally getting revenge, and the rest? They were just trying to summon the teacher back with their minds or some shit. Whatever the reason was, you didn't care. All your focus was on Owen, and finally showing him what he deserves.

Your arms grew tired but when you went to hit again he grabbed your hips and flipped you, slamming you to the ground hardly."ENOUGH YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT!"He started crying from the pain. He was planning to hit you, but you had already slammed a chair into his good arm earlier, so whatever punch he could throw...well, lets just say it wouldn't be enough to match what you had done to his face. He collapsed on top of you..

Now the real question is..do you give up, or do you keep fighting?