The failing fighter.

"Class dismissed!" The teacher announced.

I stood up, grabbed my bag and started speeding to the exit of the class before anyone else could, i always packed my bag a few minutes before class ended so i would be able to get out of the classroom as fast as possible whenever it was over.

I walked through the hallways packed with students standing in the way and being a nuisance. Standing still in places they shouldnt, like the middle of the hallway while people are trying to get home.

I got through the hallways and went out of the exit of the school. Starting my walk home, i always walked home because of the tires of my bike always getting slashed. once my parents tried bringing me to school their car got egged by students. 'I hate it here, why cant i just be reborn into a different world with different people?' I asked myself.

On my way home i always had to go over the same bridge, there were three ways you could go when you got out of school. And my way was by far the least crowded with students seeing as i live in a forest with my mother. Were there are few houses and they are atleast 50 meters appart from each other, and mostly elderly people lived there. So not many students took this route. Its nice living there we had a shooting range on our yard and i made alot of fires with my dad. He passed away 1,5 years ago so its been a while sinds i made a Bonfire.

I walked over the side wall of the road leading up to the bridge surrounded by trees and bushes. I was a few steps away when suddenly i heard the bushes rustle and footsteps approaching. "Hey retard" a deep voice said behind me while he was approaching. I looked around and stood face to face with a boy that was atleast six foot, i recognized this boy. It was a classmate that had been tormenting me since the start of the year, and was spreading rumors about me.

My dad always thought me how to fight against bullies and other evildoers i might encounter in life. But i never thought i had to use it at any time in my life.

I turned around and asked "What do you want?"

"To see what our fagget is up to, youve been avoiding me lately you know." The boy answered.

"You know damn well im not gay, you asshole!" I shouted a bit to loud

"Hahaha, havent seen prove otherwise, yet."

"Can you just leave me alone, please?"

"I dont know. Can i? I really want to play with you" the boy said, and a grin appeared on his face showing his white teeth.

"Well im not feeling like it, sorry ill be going" i tried to turn around and walk away. But before i could make it far i felt a hand on my shoulder, turned around my head and saw a fist approaching my face. Not even a fraction of a second later i saw my vision go blank for a second, but then i regained my vision. I stumbled backwards but i managed to not fall. I tasted blood in my mouth and a hard object floating around in my mouth, i spit it out and saw to my horror that it was one of my teeth. I probably didnt feel it because of the adrenaline rushing through my veins right now.

"What the fuck is wrong with you!? Havent you already fucked me over enough, you stole my only relationship ever and killed my fucking dog you psycho!!!!!" I yelled. Thinking back to the time when i had my first girlfriend only for a month and then he took her with him. And the time i was walking my dog and he followed me home and ran over my dog with his bike, i couldnt sleep for weeks and didnt dare to go outside anymore untill my mom forced me to, because it was to much for her losing her husband and needing to take care of her child 24/7.

"Dogs and girls got boring, and i just cant stand your stupid face so i thought i could maybe reshape it a bit for you, you can thank me at the very least" he said while walking towards me.

I regained my focus and took the stance my father taught me. When he got in the right distance, i twisted my upper body braught my arm backwards and swung my first at him with all my force. But lacking any real experience while fighting i missed my hit. 'im fucked' i thought to myself.

I got grabbed by my throat by the boy, he strengthened his grip and i was gasping for air. 'im dead, im dead, im dead, im dead, im dead' those where the only two words in my head the lack of oxigen made it so i couldnt think properly anymore. He pushed my against the railing of the bridge, with still only his one hand around my throat. I pushed, pulled and kicked but nothing worked he had an iron grip around my neck.

"Youre kinda cute when you struggle like that, maybe youre gayness is infectious. Hahaha!" The boy said. While he reached in his pocket and took out a pocket knife, it was spring assisted so it flipped open with ease with one hand.

'please let me die and let me rest, or reincarnate me in some other world where i have fantastic powers!' i thought to myself in a panic.

The boy brought up the knife, and pushed me father over the railing so i was only hanging from his hand around my neck. He brought the knife to my throat and was patting my throat with the blade of the knife. He turned the blade so the cutting edge was on the skin of my throat, and he started cutting thin lines in on my throat not deep enough that they would bleed alot. But enought that it hurt like a son of a bitch. Tears started rolling over my cheeks.

'please kill me, please' i thought in my head i wanted to say it out loud but my throat was still closed so it came out as grunts.

He put the tip of the blade on the side of my windpipe. And pushed the knife in, dark red blood gushing out, i felt a itch in my throat and my mouth filling with blood.

"Hahahahaha!" The boy just laughed he didnt speak any words anymore he was just laughing maniacly.

He losened his grip and i fell from the railing of the bridge but i couldnt breath. My windpipe was clogged with blood so instead of gasping i started coughing while falling down the bridge.

I plunged into the water still chocking on my blood and my lungs were filling with my own blood. But as soon as i got submerged by the water, water entered my windpipe and my lungs and bubbles started appearing on the waters surface. My vision was slowly deteriorating and i felt myself losing consciousness when everything went blank.

I heard one last thing:

"Wish granted"