love at NOT first sight chapter 6

a fist rams into my face, the pain dwells up, the power from that attack ends up making me crash into the soil ground, the taste of nasty bitter grass spreads in my mouth along with the aroma. a strong force comes clashing down heinously onto my back, the pain from the extreme force ends up making me grunt, pain is harshly in my voice, a snicker is unleashed. the snicker of my rival is released into the quiet air, i feel his cold eyes stare at me, “how is the dirt tasting down there goth boy?” he asks me while suppressing the urge to kick me. i snicker, “how is the stupidity up there je-” the comment is quickly put to a halt, he dose this by giving me one singular kick, i suppress the urge to cry, i hide the fact i want to scream. this is dumb, this isn’t.. what Olivia would want, i grab a rock by my face and launch it towards him, “heh.. standing up for yourself goth boy?” he asks me coldly. nows my time to strike, i do a twist therefore my back is rested on the ground, i reach my leg up quickly, with force and kick him between the legs, “AUGH!!” he yells out. he falls onto the ground, rolling on the ground while suppressing some urge of his, i get up and bring my fist crashing down, my fist rams into his face, causing him to cry out for help. he started something, so im gonna end this “something”, as im painfully smashing my fist into his face he grabs my arm, he twists it in a certain direction, “ow!” i yelp out. i grip my arm tightly, i however fell into his little trap, he raises his fist and rams it into my right eye, i end up slamming into the ground from the strong impact, hes trying to hit me more. i keep on blocking, “OLIVIA WOULD BE ASHAMED IF SHE SAW HOW PATHETIC YOU ARE!” he yells into my face while snickering heinously at me, from that remark i ended up going berserk. i punch him hard in the face, he fly’s off from the impact, i then get up quickly and stomp my leg quickly, and painfully onto his stomach, “AUGH!” he yells. it hurts so bad he turns to his side, he ends up spewing chunks all over the ground, once hes done he looks at me, “LISTEN YOU LITTLE PUNK YOU LEAVE ME ALONE!!”. i shout at him enraged, he looks at me with fear in his eyes, he then ends up bursting into tears, he yells “im sorry, im sorry” at me, i dont say “thanks” i just end up walking away. hes surprisingly strong, it makes me feel bad that i just endorsed it instead of fighting back, now im sitting on a bench thinking of what just happened, “Ethan what happened?”. mr.brent asks me, “i accepted chirstophers challenged to fight, he got me pretty good” i say, mr.brent stares at me not saying a word, “i-im getting mr.scott”. he says quietly, he then leaves he was so shocked he didn’t know what to say, after hes long gone i feel a pat on my back, i look over and see Jane “man you’re a loser” she says. i give her a glance, i then sigh “well tell me what would you have done then?” i ask her, she looks gawkily at me then she walks away, “if you are mister tough guy, go teach Christopher a lesson”. she says, im so overcome with anger that.. i stupidly do it, is it stupid? im.. not sure, i dash towards Christopher and smash my fist into his face, i pack several punches into his face. then i kick him, but then im abruptly stopped, a arm toughly grips my arm, im then pulled away by mr.scott into his office, “WHAT WAS THAT?”. mr.scott yells at me, i look down at my hands guilty, “he uh.. started it” i say awkwardly, “I KNOW BUT WHY DID YOU DO IT A-G-A-I-N?!” he yells loudly at me, “Jane said.. Olivia would be ashamed”. i say quietly, mr.scott stares at me blankly, “just get into the waiting area, you’re heading home” he says, “so um.. expulsion?” i ask, “yes ill also have to talk to your parents”. mr.scott says, “you seriously need anger management, why do you keep doing things of t.. THIS CULTURE THINGS DUE TO ANGER? LIKE BULLYING, FIGHTING HUH? WHY?”. he practically screams that at me, “if this happens more then five times, we’ll have to expel you, luckily your toxicness isn’t kicking in-” i then slam on the desk. the door then opens up, “Ethan! sit down now” my dad commands me, i obey and sit, “hello Mr.. er you, you seriously have to get him into therapy just something” the principal says. my mom grabs my arm, “come on Ethan lets go” she says in a ticked off tone, once we’re in the car she pops the question, “did you keep fighting that guy because of what they girl said?”. my mom asks, i nod my head “sorry” i say, “no its fine, i understand but lets give therapy a try” she says, once we get home i head to my room, i shut the door and open the window, “Olivia? you there?” i ask, i then see her open up the window “Ethan what happened to your eye?”. she asks, i take a deep breathe and explain it to her, “never listen to Jane, im proud of you no matter what” she tells me, “Je t’aime” i say happily, she smiles “i still dont what it means but thanks”. she says, “now my moms scheduling a therapist for me” i say. “maybe its not that bad, i have one” she says, “how come?” i ask curiously, “anxiety stuff like that” she says, i smile hours end up passing. before i know it, im laying in bed fast asleep, i tasted dirt very bitter by the way, tasted grass and got absolutely destroyed, how on earth did he destroy me? i thought i was pretty strong. i need to work out more, especially for her Olivia, she makes me so happy, she makes my life so much better, ever since that one day ive been singing her asleep. i love doing it, she look at me with this glint in her eyes, when im with her i feel as if we’re the only humans left, my heart pounds when im near her, i also read those books she gave me. i really liked them, they were cute, incredibly relateable, she has also been asking me to sing to her, ive sung her some of my favorite songs, she loves my singing. she always says how its handsome, ive also been playing soccer with her, im not sure how school is gonna work out, you know with me and Christopher, i really love Olivia i dont know how she feels. i plan on confessing to her, im going to tell her how i feel on the Christmas trip, when i wake up the sun blasts in my face, i get up quickly and shut my blinds. then i hurry down stairs, i carry my speaker in one hand and in the other i carry some cds, i get into the basement and lock it, then i start working out with my shirt tossed onto the floor. i keep working out until my body feels like its gonna snap, even then i keep working out, sweat is beading on my forehead and sweat drips off of me, i now lay on the floor. i start doing push ups, “Ethan?” my mom asks, i look up and see her standing on the stairs, “oh hey! just working out” i say, my mom looks gawkily at me “how come so suddenly?”. she ask me, “i mean its 6:00” she says puzzled, “Christopher beat me, made me look like a loser” i say, she walks down more, “when you lose a fight you stay in your room”. she says, “are you doing this because of a girl you like?”, my mom asks me curiously, i nod “yeah, i looked like a loser.. if im gonna date her i have to get strong to protect her”. i say, im now doing push ups on one finger, “augh crud!” i yell, my finger slips and i smack my nose on the cold stone floor, “Ethan! are you okay?” my mom asks while running to me. i get up, blood drips out of my nose, i wipe it away “yeah im alright” i say, i then get on the floor and repeat what i was doing, “Ethan.. seriously take it easy”. she says patting my back, i shake my head “no, i cant” i say my breathing is getting hoarse and weak, “come on Ethan, please do something else” she says, i nod so i go outside and play soccer.