Chapter 24: Confrontation

Where his seat was once again at the end corner, he sat down and just stayed still, still wondering what was happening to him. It was a mixture of emotions, them leaving him alone, to disrupt it, they would have to smack him.

He stayed in the same exact position for the whole lesson, after that was break. He heard the bell, got up and left the room, following everybody else. He was left alone again when he was close to Billy, he simply left him alone, not noticing him.

When he moved away, going to the toilet again, he heard his voice.

"Be happy, while it lasts," he said directly at him, the time he was with him, he heard his voice which echoed in his brain, as if it was bump around in the skull.

He turned to look at him, he was staring directly at him. Billy gave a normal deadly look, Kumas just looked pissed. He started walking up to him, he could not hear his footstep, he could only he a bleeping sound, it was getting louder.

He was right next to him, he stood up, looking up, his face was masculine, he never realised it. People were looking around, seeing the action that might take place.

Kumas did not even look at the window that popped up on his right side.

Billy stared back at him, he remembered hearing that Kumas was acting different, he heard it and that made him act like he was alright. However, what he saw was the same.

He saw the depressed eyes, but they were piercing him, they were filled with not only the sadness of torment, but the rage built of keeping it trapped inside.

Billy could only compare this to a movie about a castle, they were getting bobared and the walls were protecting them, the men fighting against the trapped ones thought they were winning but all it di was fuel the anger. The people inside were angry, thy could not do anything, they accepted it because if they attacked, they would all die.

However, a person died outside trying to help them: a woman.

The rage the people felt inside over ran them and right when the people attacking broke the wall, they came spewing out, this is what Billy felt he saw.

Kumas's eyes were the spear, hitting him strong, the hair was the armour, protecting his overarching anger. The sadness and the anger were the fuel for them, not needing any food.

Billy heard his voice, the cracked voice, which was broken and shattered many times, like the woman, dying and being tortured for the men's weaknesses.

"Why did you bully me?"

It was a quiet whisper, only to be heard by Billy, he clenched his fist, he whispered back, in the same tone as his broken voice, "I can't say, and don't come close to me again, please."

BANG!!!

Kumas was knocked onto the floor.