"The fact that I couldn't defend myself doesn't mean that I can't fight...!"
"Oh really?" Bryan asked sarcastically.
Timothy nodded.
"Yeah...it just meant that I wasn't ready...!"
"Really?" Bryan asked.
Timothy nodded.
"Yeah...!"
"Plus...I didn't want to hurt you...!" As soon as the words left his mouth, he attempted to grab a hold of Bryan.
But Bryan was swift enough to dodge the attack...
Placing his foot out, Bryan sleekly moved to the side, allowing Timothy to fall to the floor.
"Oof...must hurt badly, right?" Bryan asked mockingly, with a smirk.
"What you just said 'bout not wanting to hurt me, also applies to my brother...!" Bryan said.
"Yeah, we both know that he acts stupid sometimes...!"
When Bryan said this, Lucas glared at his brother.
But Bryan did not bother to look at his brother, because he knows that his brother was giving him...'The Look'...so he did not bother.
"But...do not get on his bad side!"
"The fact that he hasn't shown you who he truly is does not mean that he's scared of you...Nah..!" Bryan said, as he lowered his head and chuckled as he shook his head.
"The fact that he doesn't want to show you who he is, is because he doesn't want to get you...!"
"Huh?" One of the boys asked before looking at Lucas.
"Yeah!" Bryan nodded as he turned to face them.
"He can take all three of you in one shot.. !"
"But I don't know why he's always so...shy!" Bryan said as he eyed his brother.
Lucas stood like a dumb person as he adjusted his glasses, listening to all that they were saying but not uttering a single word...
As Bryan kept on talking, Timothy grabbed him from behind and covered his mouth as he made a run for it...
Once Timothy began running, the other two boys were about to attack Lucas, but from behind, Troy grabbed one of them and ran him against a pole, while the other was left for Lucas...
The biggest of them all...
Smirking, the bigger boy said;
"Oh, this gon' be easy...!" As he made his way towards Lucas.
Lucas, on the other hand secretly smirked.
Adjusting his glasses, Lucas muttered;
"What a piece of cake...!"
But when the biggy of the three boy group began running towards him, he frowned at the way the boy moved towards him...
It was so jelly-like...
"Oh, crap...!" He muttered one more time before running in the boy's direction.
Running swiftly, Lucas swiftly dodged the punch that was coming his way as he turned and gave the boy a kick to the knee...
Lucas was so swift, as his moves were also accurate...
Seeing the boy topple to the floor, Lucas adjusted his glasses as he looked down in disgust at the boy.
"Billy...!" Lucas called.
"I believe the time you were given birth to, your parents never had enough money to offset the bills that had already piled up...!" Lucas said.
Thinking again, he said;
"Huh...no wonder they named you billy...!"
"You're just like a burden to them!"
Saying this, he turned and ran after his little brother...
Going behind a building, Timothy threw Bryan to the floor.
As soon as Bryan landed on the floor, his body landed on something sharp, causing him to scream in pain...
"Ahhhhhh!!!" Bryan screamed.
"Shhh, quiet you rascal...!"
Timothy shunned Bryan as he hit him in the same area where the object had pierced him, causing him to grip that place in pain as he began to move backward, slowly, but painfully.
Timothy laughed.
"Oh, so you're afraid now?" He asked as he followed Bryan, but moved forward.
"After boasting 'bout your brothers...and making us think that you can take all of us down...look at you right here squirming like a worm, waiting for your brothers to come to your rescue you...!"
"C'mon, show me that muscle...!"
"That strength that you used to hit my two (2) boys and I...show it to me...let me feel it...!"
Before Timothy could finish his statement, Bryan gave him a foot to the mouth kick, feasting Timothy with the sand from his sneakers.
"Pa...!"
Spitting out the sand and mud of Bryan's shoe from his mouth, Timothy went away a little as he sued his hand to remove the yucky mud from his mouth...
But he couldn't get it out, so still spitting out, Timothy turned around and said;
"You little brat...!"
Slowly making his way towards Bryan, his steps quickened as he wanted to pounce on Bryan.
Because of his injured side, Bryan's movements were slow as he moved backward when Timothy moved forward towards him...
At last, Bryan couldn't move anymore...
Removing his hand from his side to check himself, he discovered that there was a lot of blood gushing out from there and with the way he had been moving...
He had been moving in that side to the ground since...
When Timothy was so close to him, Bryan brought his foot out to kick him again, only to have his foot caught in mid-air...
Laughing, Timothy threw Bryan's leg you the side, making Bryan turn a little...
That was when he discovered the injury, Bryan had sustained...
Bending down, Timothy looked at Bryan's hand on his side as he tried to hide it...
"Oh my God, you're wounded...!" Timothy exclaimed.
Looking at Bryan and then at his injured side, and then at Bryan again, Timothy asked;
"How did it happen?"
Bryan looked at him, his face contorted I'm disgust and disdain. Eyeing him a little, Bryan said;
"Like as if you care...!"
"You better act accordingly or you're gonna be left here to bleed to death...!" Timothy said.
"And you're gonna rot in jail!" Bryan's mouth did not keep to himself.
Timothy was quiet.
"When did it happen?" He asked.
"How did it happen?"
Pointing at a distance, Bryan said;
"It happened when you threw me at that point..!"
For a moment, it looked as if Timothy's eyes turned gentle as he stared at Bryan.
But reaching out his hand to Bryan's side, Timothy searched for what was causing Bryan to bleed, and Bryan on the other hand thought he was going to help him...at least.
But when Timothy found the spot where the object was located, he paused for a bit as he stared at Bryan, contemplating within himself...
Then all of a sudden, Bryan screamed.
"Ahhhhhh!!!"
Looking at his side, where Timothy's hand was, he discovered that Timothy had used his fingers to press all the areas around the object...
Making the object inside pierce out of Bryan's skin and creating holes in little Bryan's skin...
"W...W...What are you doing?" Little Bryan asked as he cried.
Timothy was smiling the entire time.
"Does it hurt?" He suddenly asked.
Bryan looked at him.
He could see the act in his eyes...
Breathing heavily, Bryan turned his head back up...
Staring intently at the boy on the ground, Bryan slowly reached out for his neck as he tightened his grip around him...
"When I say, I wasn't ready for a fight...!"
He brought his face closer to Bryan's, as he said in a whisper;
"I mean I want ready for a fight!" His voice was sharp.
At this point, Bryan wanted to talk again, but to save himself, he knew he had to keep his mouth shut...
And that's what he did...
As Timothy's grip tightened around his neck, Bryan was gradually losing breath.
It got to a point where Bryan's hand that had been holding his side, finally dropped.
'Help...!'
He needed help...
When Timothy saw that Bryan's hand had dropped to the floor, he released his grip from his neck and stared at him viciously.
"You think you can show off with me...?" Timothy asked in a low voice.
Scoffing, Timothy said;
"Think again...little brat!"
As with that, he got up and went back to what for his boys.
From above, on a tree, someone watched carefully...
Tightening his grip around a branch of the tree, the person's anger boiled...
"Ugh, where are these guys...?" Timothy asked.
When Timothy had removed his hand from Bryan's neck, Bryan had almost fainted when he whispered;
"Jesus...help!"
And then as his eyes were about to close, his sight had already been blurred, but he could still make out a dark figure dropping from the tree behind Timothy...
As Timothy waited for his friends to arrive, he stood in front of a tree that was there...
The tree was so massive, anyone and anything could be able to hide in it without being seen...
And that's was Timothy had forgotten...
Thinking he must have heard a sound, Timothy turned his head to look behind him...but he saw no one...
Except for the 'maybe' already lifeless body of Bryan lying on the ground filled with dry leaves all around.
He was tempted to take a step forward, but a force held him back...
As he turned around to see who it was, he heard something rustle...
Turning back to look at Bryan, he was greeted by a sharp punch to the nose...