The Fight

Ben smirked and said to the waiter, "Why bother asking him what he wants? He can't afford anything here, except maybe a glass of water from the toilet."

George suddenly stood up and stared coldly at Ben silently cursing him.

"You're awfully angry about something so small. It looks like you want to hit someone," Ben mocked.

Indeed, George really wanted to hit someone. He clenched his fist, but when he was about to extend it toward Ben, Mary stopped him. "George don't." She said, giving him a pleading look. "My cousin will be here soon. I don't want to blow the whole thing."

He unclenched his fist and sat down.

"Ha! You poor kid. You don't even have the guts to fight me." Ben sneered and kicked George in the leg.

"You", George angrily pointed at Ben. The bully truly believed that he could treat George this way without any retaliation.

"You what?" Ben mocked. "How dare you point at me like some sort of rude child. You're asking for it." He stretched out his hand wanting to slap George across the face as payback for how he had been humiliated at the restaurant last time. What made George think he could get away with bullying him.

But before Ben's slap could land, George grabbed Ben's hand with his own, trapping it against his body. Then he reached out his other hand and prepared to hit Ben.

"George, what are you doing?" Alice screamed scaring George out of his wits.

Ben took advantage of his momentary disorientation and slapped George.

That made George angry. He had never been slapped in the face before. When he was young, all his problems had been solved with money. He had never had to solve them physically, but Ben had crossed a line. He cursed at Ben and said, "I tried to play nice, but you wouldn't have it. You don't deserve my respect. You'll pay for what you've done to me today." He had to make sure Ben never messed with him again. He pulled back his fist and punched Ben hard in the stomach.

"Oof." Ben hugged his stomach and cried out in pain. "I can't believe you actually hit me! I'm going to kill you."

George sneered thinking the same thing about Ben. He needed to be taught a lesson. George prepared his next punch.

"Stop." Ben said. He wanted to retaliate, but his stomach was hurting so much that he couldn't even stand up straight. He cursed George silently. He hadn't expected the brat to have such a strong arm. He said quickly, "Think this through, George. What are you doing? Don't forget that my father is Robert Davidson, an investor in our school. He knows the Dean. All it would take is one phone call. Do you think you could stay at Harrison university after that?"

"I don't give a fuck who your dad is", George said it differently.

He swung his fist again, but just as it was about to hit, Mary and Alice shouted the same time. "Don't, George!" He pulled up short, his fist frozen in mid-air.

"Do it, George, I dare you. Or are you too scared?" Ben taunted. Then he took a few steps back and hid behind Alice. He said, shamelessly, "If you hit me again, I promise you'll regret it."