(Please don’t get in fights, y’all. XD..)
You were known for being pretty damn troublesome for just being a teenager: Always getting in fights.. Arguing with kids.. It was endless, but you loved it, especially the adrenaline. But, your parents hated it, of course. What good mother and father would like for their dear child, their own flesh and blood getting beaten up or beating others up?! Pfft- well, your uncle, Ruvyzvat, or Ruv, cheered you on for this bad behavior. You knew he shouldn’t be doing that, and you should ignore him for it, but it just encouraged you to start more trouble. Scold after scold, yell after yell, grounded after grounded.. you eventually got in the biggest fight yet
| AT SCHOOL |
“FIGHT, FIGHT, FIGHT, FIGHT!”
Yells echoed in the gym as you threw punch after punch, kick after kick at the person who challenged you. Blood dripped down your nose, a tooth probably cracked.. but then someone more larger appeared, the kids parent. The father looked enraged, veins popping out of his neck as someone must’ve called him and told him his child was in a fight with you. Now HE began to attack YOU, and it was harder since-well, it was an adult and you were only a teen.. You eventually got pushed to the ground, and before the man could strike again- BAM! Someone strikes the child’s father, the same gray hand finally making you realize it was your uncle, Ruv. He helped you up and immediately held you close as he began to yell curses at the father, not caring other children were around hearing him
After some time Ruv began to lead you out of the gym as he gritted his teeth. He never pulled you away from a fight, but it made sense since you were completely beat up! You sniffed a couple times as blood continued to pour out of your nose, meanwhile you walked through the school slowly as some teachers looked shocked and disappointed, and some older kids looked confused and intrigued with what happened. You knew you were probably in trouble this time, definitely were. Ruv didn’t say anything and just kept a straight face, holding your hand in a tight grip..