Adam's face turned all red and I smirked. I swear, I'm going to regret this later. But right now, I wanna have some fun! (A/N: Not that way, you pervs! XD) I ran up to him and got ready to punch him. He beat me to the punch though. My jaw felt like it was dislocated. I ran up to him, anger boiling in my veins. I mean, whenever he decided to beat me up, I usually just... let him do it. This time though, I kicked him where the sun doesn't shine, making him double over in pain, obviously. Then, I elbowed him in the neck, making sure to hit him in the most sensitive and painful place ever. I guess being his ex-best friend helps because now I know his weak spots. When he did get up, he looked like he was in shock. I smirked and said, "Aw~ Is wittle baby Adam all tired out? Come here!" I ran up to him. Now that he was dazed, I was able to punch him. Over and over again. It was pretty fun, showing him my pent up anger and pain. I made sure that he at least had a broken tooth, maybe a bruise here and there. I mean, after all the scars, bruises, pain that he has given me, this was nothing! I gave him an 'innocent' smile. I knocked him out with a technique I learned a few years ago. It'll keep him down for a couple of hours.
Suddenly I was knocked down to the ground. I spun around, only to see on of Adams' goon, Jack. I smiled 'sweetly' to him. He was always the slower ones so he was confused as to why I was smiling towards him. I smirked, and then jumped back up. He then wound his arm up to punch me. I was too fast for him though. I ran behind him and took his free arm, pulling it behind him. "Let's dance." I whispered into his ears. His breathing started to go ragged. I smiled creepily and started this part of the show.
I took his free arm, the one that was ready to punch me. I then made a quick movement that snapped his wrist. He fell to the ground, pain evident in his eyes. I then elbowed him in the back. By now, Jack was laying on the ground, trying to not cry like a baby. I left him there. I mean, he is embarrassed enough. I turned to the remaining gang. Only Chase and Nick. Dan was always a wuss, and being the new member of their 'group' he was scared. I mean, I just beat up his friend and leader! I was surprised that Nick was still was here. But Chase would always stay for a good fight no matter what the situation is. "Nick, why don't you run home to your mommy? Go hide under your bwanky and hug your teddy-weddy!" Nick blushed, but his anger got the best of him. He ran up to me getting ready to go all ninja on me. When I was younger, and Adam and I were still friends, Nick would go to karate classes with me. We would be karate partners and I would always beat him. So what makes him think he would win against me? …Whoa, major ego blow-up! But I got ready for a match.
Like always we bowed to each other. I guess old habits do stay. I waited for him to make his move, but I guess he learned his lesson and waited for me instead. I got tired of waiting, and when I finished analyzing his possible weak spots, I went into action. I advanced him, quickly. I thought he wouldn't see me coming, but he has gotten better over the years. He jumped away, smirking when he turned to face me. Oh, this means war.
(A/N: Since I don't really know karate, just use your imaginations. Sorry.)
When I finished up with Nick, I turned to Chase. He looked so calm, but his eyes gave it away. He was scared of me! I don't know why, but it felt real good. I eventually walked up to him and said, "I'm not surprised to see that you're still here, but I want to know why. All of your gang is either in pain or has ran away *cough cough Dan cough cough*. Now how about you make this easy for yourself and leave." He then had the nerve to smirk at me. "And miss out on all the fun? No way." I glared at him, making him a tad uncomfortable, but he did keep his ground. I decided to make this a special one. I walked around him, dragging my long fingernails against his clothes. "Don't you think it's a bit too hot to be wearing a sweater in this summer heat?" I asked, 'innocently' batting my eyelashes. I went He gulped, getting more and more uncomfortable by the second.
I then slid my hand down his chest and got close up to him. Then I smirked. "How about we wrap this show up? Let's go." Being so close and having him uncomfortable was an advantage. I was able to punch him and he couldn't even react to it. I punched him square in the jaw. He was thrown backwards, so I ran up to him and kicked him in the stomach. I set my foot on his chest and leaned forward. "So, Chasey, do you the taste of your own medicine?" I was kinda shocked that he was even conscious, because I hit him really hard. I heard a mumble. "Mmhmm..." I smirked. "Well, too bad. You didn't stop when I begged and pleaded for you to stop. I won't stop either." I stomped on his chest a few times and then kicked him a little on the side. Ok, not a little, I did hurt him. It may not be as much as he hurt me, but just enough, for now. I walked off, only to remember the unconscious bodies in my backyard. I sighed and dragged out a wagon. I gathered a few beer bottles and wrapped their fingers around the bottle. Then I dropped them off at their houses. Well, more like left them on their lawns for all to see.
Yeah, I did that.