Life's Pains (Part 3)
Life's Pains Part 3
This new kiss didn't last even for a full second. More like a quarter of a second at most. I pulled back as soon as I felt her lips touch mine. I flattened my ears against my head and blushed hard enough to make my black fur turn a slightly brighter tone of dark red, but I blushed from the embarrassment at what she had just done. I locked eyes with her and saw a hopeful look in her eyes. I managed to get the blush to go away and growled at her. She took one look at my huge canine teeth and angry expression and decided to get away from me. She backed away from me and hid behind Mr. Bruner, who in turn gave me an angry look. By now nothing existed except for me, Amanda, and Mr. Bruner. The rest of the class, including John, was shocked into silence at what had just happened. I wasn't really well known or respected in the school, but the kids in this class knew what I was capable of just by seeing the amount of rage I was showing and how my teeth showed when I growled. They knew by looking my adrenaline fueled veins popping out of my arms, my perfectly sharp, unsheathed claws. All in all, I looked by all means, like a hardcore killer. Of course I had never wanted to give off that impression but I just couldn't help it. At that point, I was one pissed off wolf. Mr. Bruner then made the mistake of stepping forward to grab my arm. I yanked my arm away naturally and growled at him. He became enraged as he does not like it when a student shows any sign of aggression towards him or another student for ANY reason whatsoever. He yelled at me "MR. REDSHON YOU HAD BETTER STOP RIGHT NOW!!" This did not help my mood at all. I caught myself right as I was about to scream at the top of my lungs at him and said simply, "Go shove it up your ass." This apparently did not compute with him and he stood speechless for a moment before dealing me a stinging uppercut to the face. This brought me up off of my feet and made me hit the floor hard. I lay there in a crumpled heap for a few seconds before I stirred. I could hear Mr. Bruner saying, "How do ya like that furfag?" I got to my knees at this and tasted blood in my mouth. "oooh he's gonna get it now," I thought to myself. I got up just as he swung a fist and got a solid hit right on my jaw and I went down again. Blood was streaming from my jaw now as I tried multiple times to get back up, only to fall to the floor again. Mr. Bruner laughed in triumph as my multiple attempts failed. I finally mustered up some unknown energy deep inside me and I managed to get to my feet. The class was deathly quiet now. Not only was this really illegal for Mr. Bruner to be hitting me, but also you could feel the tension built up in the room. Everyone was afraid of Mr. Bruner. He swung at me again but this time I was ready and caught his wrist. My iron tight grip held his arm in place while I brought my foot up right in front of me and kicked him straight in the chest just as I let go of his wrist. My kick sent him crashing to the floor and he lay there coughing hard. I stood there panting while blood ran down my jaw and down my chest. I looked over at the rest of the class. My heart was pounding so hard I thought they could hear it. The rest of the class looked back at me with shocked expressions, most of them with jaws hanging open (that includes John). I looked over at Amanda, who was scared shitless. Her face was pale and she looked as though she were rooted to the spot. Part of the reason I was so mad was that I didn't want to John to think that I actually liked the kiss Amanda gave me. I was so desperate to prove that I wanted him that I guess I was willing to do anything. I looked down at Mr. Bruner and to my surprise he was already up on his feet, his face bright red with anger and embarrassment. He walked slowly up to me and tried to punch me again, but I smacked his wrist which made sure that wouldn't have to worry about it. I hammer-fisted him in the ribs and as he stumbled he tried to punch me again, but this time I side-stepped and round house kicked him in the face, but it didn't bring him down so without putting my foot back down I twisted my foot to the side and side-kicked him in the chest again. He stumbled back and smashed into the wall, slowly slumping to the ground, groaning in pain. I stood there as the pain and shock of what had just taken place caught up with me. I slowly sank to my knees just as I heard the door handle turn. I looked quickly over, as did the whole class, to see a whole class standing in front of an open door. Their jaws were hanging open too. I probably looked like shit with blood on my chest and staining my fur. I was panting hard and just plain exhausted. That's when I realized that we were supposed to have an inter-class project start today. "Shit," I thought to myself. I looked back at Mr. Bruner, expecting to see him still on the ground, but surprisingly he was on his feet again. I looked up at him and saw the reddest face you could have ever seen on a human. He gave an angry yell and charged at me. I was too surprised to do anything about it. I got to my feet as he smashed into me and I slammed into the wall. Blood spurted from my mouth as I painfully hit the wall and crashed to the ground. I was having trouble breathing. I started to cough but it was cut short as Mr. Bruner kicked me over and over again. More blood came from my mouth with each kick. He was wearing steel-toe boots so it did not feel good. I felt a temporary relief as Mr. Bruner was pulled away by the shocked students that had first come in the door. Things really got scary as he pulled out a 9mm pistol and waved it in front of the students. This was enough to make them back away and stay away. My groaning brought his attention back to me and he stomped straight down on my blood covered chest. I felt something crack in my chest and I screamed in pain. I could see everything getting a bit dark, as if someone turned down the brightness on my vision. I looked up at him with rapidly darkening vision and saw him pull back the slider on his pistol and aim straight at my chest. A few upperclassmen football players had snuck up behind him, however, put their arms around Mr. Bruner's chest and pulled backwards just as he pulled the trigger, catching me in the arm. I screamed again and saw students rushing towards me as my vision went black.