CHAPTER I : DAMIEN CROW
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I never did know why I hated Damien Crow. I hate him so fucking much, I wanted to gut his chest repeatedly till he spluttered blood out of that shity mouth of his. I wanted to do some nasty things to him. Take away everything that made him happy or anything that made him even crack a little smile.
Speak of the stupid whore cunt. There he is. In his faggot glory, talking to one of those midget nerds while the nerd’s face can’t get any redder judging by what I think Damien is spitting.
I walk towards their direction. I know hell’s about to break loose.
“Sup faggots!” I say smirking at a pissed Damien Crow.
“Cole, let’s go.” Damien says grabbing the ginger nerd’s hand. Cole shakingly grabs Damien’s hand and they both turn to leave when I break their knitted hands apart.
“Leaving, are we?” I ask Damien looking between him and the ginger.
The ginger doesn’t even look at me as he keeps his head down shivering.
“Wimp.” I mutter.
“Roman.” Damien seems to warn me. Gritting his teeth. His jaw clenched, his veins on his neck popping out. Oh, he’s so pissed.
I pat his shoulder and he instantly thwarts it.
“Why you leaving, baby? The fun’s just getting started.” I smile slyly.
“Cole, go.” Damien gestures his head to the other side of the hall.
Cole hurriedly scampers in the other direction, before I grab his shirt and drag him back to where we’re standing.
He looks up at me with his faggot bambi eyes filled with fear. The guy might piss himself.
“Stop looking at me, faggot!” I shout, raising my fist to hit the midget’s freckled face.
“Roman, this is the last warning.” Damien catches my fist mid air.
“Or what are you gonna do, fag?” I ask.
Before I knew it, Damien punches my nose which I swear is broken now.
I stumble back a little hitting the wall behind me. I bring my finger under my nose, and I’m bleeding profusely.
“You stupid cock-sucking fuck!” I glare at Damien who seems to be comforting a shaken Cole.
Damien raises his head and locks eyes with me and drags them to my nose.
“I’m sorry.” Damien snaps out from whatever rage trance he was in.
“Sorry?” I blurt out while walking towards him until we’re chest to chest.
I was a bit taller than he was, I was maybe 3 inches taller.
Damien stays silent and just continues to stare into my eyes, I can literally see the reflection of my face in his blue eyes seething with anger.
I move closer as if us being chest to chest wasn’t enough. Our noses now touching.
“Yea, you’re going to be.” I hiss, my breath fanning his nose.
We continue starring at each other in this eye contact stand off until I hear squirming coming from the midget beside us.
This made Damien look away from me.
The midget, ginger, faggot nerd was still shaking.
“Grow some balls, will you?” I say to Cole. “Or maybe you have a mangina?” I cock a brow, inwardly satisfied by my remark.
“Roman, please.” I look towards Damien, we lock eyes.
I back up a bit. “You’re boring, I’m going to class.” I walk away from them not before turning around and doing the sucking off gesture towards Cole, he catches it and blushes. The dick riding fuck.
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