Rage

He woke with a start. He was shivering and sweating a great deal and breathing loud. He looked around, he was in a hospital room and a nurse was standing beside his bed trying to calm him down. He took the water she gave him and drank it in a single gulp. He was feeling better and safe. From the nurse, he came to know that someone called the ambulance anonymously and that he had been here for a whole night and was now safe and would discharge in a day. He had a broken wrist and his head was bandaged and his knee was so badly bruised and had bled a lot, it was now bandaged. He wasn’t feeling any pain but he was so much weak and afraid from the inside. He lay back down on the bed, closed his eyes and started thinking about the events that had happened lately. Why was she afraid to come near? What was wrong with her? She was looking so beautiful but scary. And her mouth, her lips... He drifted somewhere deep in his thoughts.

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It was his first day after the incidents. He was dying to see her but at the same time he was afraid, about don’t know what. When it was time for her class, he was excited but was shocked to see another teacher entering the class. She told them that Madam Grace would be absent for a few days, there was some emergency so she would be teaching them till them. The class broke into whispering conversations. He was thinking about the incidents and the possible reasons of her sudden absence when he heard the mocking voice of Bryce, “I’m sure someone got her pregnant. Wish I were that person. I love the bloody bitch!” his group laughed. Clay found himself burning with anger and suddenly his body was out of his control. He got up, crossed the desks and reached Bryce’s desk. He punched him so hard that he was on the ground next second, he sat on Bryce’s chest and started drilling punches on his face. Everyone was terrified and no one came near, Bryce’s friends tried to stop him but couldn’t handle him. At last 7 boys grabbed Clay and ripped him apart from Bryce. He had never felt so powerful, his knuckles were all bloody and searing with pain and Bryce was bathed in blood.

Madam Linda had brought the Head Master and he shooed the crowd and took Clay to his office and sent Bryce to the medical wing.

“It was his fault. I didn’t do anything wrong. ” Clay tried to explain.

“Well Mister Clay I am afraid your views about right and wrong are not so good. Why would you beat someone for nothing?” the head master pressed.

“Well, most respectfully sir, I think he deserved it. And if he or anyone else repeat the deed, I promise they won’t be in good shape again!” he was loud and he had never felt this brave ever before. He didn’t even think about the consequences.

“Hey, keep your voice down in front of me. And you can’t be the judge and the punisher yourself. And what exactly did he do? What’s the deed?”

He tried to calm himself but couldn’t control the strictness in his voice.

“Nothing.” he replied curtly.

“Well, whatever you are suspended for 2 weeks and I would like to meet your parents. Start working on your behaviour Clay. I know you are a good boy. ” he said trying to be polite, “You may leave now. ”

He left the office. He was feeling really good. It was a new feeling. Free, Strong and Independent. He realized that there was blood running in his veins.

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(TO BE CONTINUED..)

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