My ears are ringing, I'm here back at the abandoned building. I felt that my head was shaken due to the punch that I received.
I am at school right now, just another day of surviving. I was walking toward my classroom when Marco and his gang surrounded me and brought me here in the back of the abandoned building.
Right now i'm being assaulted by them. Sitting right here in the middle inside the building.
*Pakkkk*
Marcos slapped the back of my head. My vision got blurred because of what he did, I shook my head to regain my composure.
"Morning, loser," Marco sneered. "Ready for your daily beating?"
I gritted my teeth, I could feel my body tense with fear and anger and I tried to focus on the pain to use it to stay grounded.
"Why are you so quiet?" One of Marco's buddy asked, Tony who kept on slapping my chest. "Can't get your tongue?"
"I bet he's just a dumb mute." Another buddy member, Jake added while hitting me on my temple.
I just winced. I refused to cry out. I wouldn't give them satisfaction of beating me up by reacting.
But I can't help myself to ask some questions.
Why is this happening to me? What did I ever do to deserve this?
"Maaaaaan, you're no fun" Marco sighed, as if he was extremely bored. "Doesn't even fight back." He turned to his buddies "I'll just go outside. It's extremely boring here, do what you want to do with him."
His buddies dragged me somewhere and they forced me to stand. Jake and Tony held me tightly by the arms while another, Sam, stood in front of me with a wicked grin.
"Last chance to beg" Sam taunted. "Maybe we'll go easy on you."
I just stayed silently, I focused my eyes somewhere.
I can't give up. I won't.
Sam's grin faltered, turning into a scowl. "Fine. Have it your way." Then he punched me in the gut so hard that made me vomit. I could feel extreme pain in my stomach and I could hardly breathe.
"HAAHHAHAA LOOK AT THIS PATHETIC BITCH" They were laughing so hard while they were mocking me. "You're so gross bitch."
The pain was unbearable, but i gritted my teeth and injured it.
I have to stay strong. I can't let them break me.
"What's wrong with you?" Sam shouted, frustrated at me. "You're nothing but a punching bag!" He punched me again, and again, each blow harder than the rest.
My mind drifted.....
What's happening to me? Why does my body feel so hot? Am I really... Special?.
These are the thoughts that are on my mind. I know it's absurd, but what that guy said to me kept running on my mind. I couldn't shake those words out of my head.
I couldn't bear it any longer. My vision blurred, my body was trembling in pain.
I couldn't help myself but glare at Sam. This feeling of hotness coursing through my body. It felt like that time but this one is bearable.
I could see that Sam hesitated, a flickr of fear crossed his face.
"Hold him tighter!" Some ordered, angry and embarrassed. "I will show him!" He drew his fist back to punch my face.
Something's hot inside me.
No more. I won't take this anymore.
Before Sam could land the punch, i feed myself from tony and jake's grip. With this bursting strength I didn't't know I had until now.
You're special..... These thoughts keeps repeating on my mind.
Am i really special? Is this the reason why that man investigated me?
Sam was about to punch me again but i grabbed his arm and twisted it "GAAAAAAHHHH!" Sam shouted. forcing him to the ground, writhing in pain.
" You fucking bitch."
"You're dead"
Tony and Jay rushed at me but I moved swiftly, I could feel the combination of fear and anger in my chest. I dodged Tony's swing landed a punch to his gut that made him fall to the ground holding on his stomach while his saliva's coming out of his mouth.
Then I kicked Jake's legs out from under me. He was holding his legs gripping it too hard to lessen the pain that he's feeling.
I couldn't believe what I just did. My emotions were a mixture of anger, fear and satisfaction. I could feel my body shiver but I shouldn't show them some weakness.
I stood there in the middle of their bodies as they laid on the ground, groaning in pain. My hands were blooded, blood dripping down my forehead and lips- I could taste the metallic like flavor of my blood. I wiped it with my hands. I was panting heavily, my heart was racing.
Maybe the adrenaline rush was over.
I could feel someone entered from behind, I heard footsteps. As I looked, it was Marco. His face shows that he was surprised, speechless for a moment but then slowly, an excited grin spreaded across his face.
"Well,well,well." Marco said while clapping slowly. "Seems like the prey has claws after all."
I just glared at Marco, my chest was heaving.
I don't want to fight. I just want this to end.
"This is going to be fun" Marco continued to ignore his friends' groans. "Finally, you've learned to fight back. But don't think for a second you're going to win." He cracked his knuckles, and started to walk closer towards me.
"I'm going to show you your place, and it's right when is my boot." He looked down at his fallen buddies. "Pathetic. Beaten by this loser? Guess I'm have to teach him a lesson myself."
Marco's words cut deep, but I have to do this, I'm sick of it.
I'm not going to be there victim anymore
Marco moved in, his fists were ready. I braised myself.
I have to survive this
"Get ready to fight bitch!xx" Marco's grin was plastered into his face, this bastard looked like he's found some toy he could break.