Bathroom Deathmatch

[Chris Grayson]

"Yeah that’s what you fucking get!” Chris yelled down at the kid currently moaning on the ground. ”Don’t you ever talk shit about my friends again or so help me I’ll use your spine as a nice centerpiece for my kitchen table!”

Chris glared even as she wiped away some blood from his nose. The kid had metal manipulation for a power, but that hadn’t saved him from Chris’s anger and his strength. After he’d heard the kid insulting some of his friends in class, he’d practically dragged the kid to the bathroom to teach him a lesson. Chris knew he wasn’t the best of friends, but there was no way he was going to let someone talk smack about the few friends he did have. Which was partially why things had escalated so swiftly. Now there was a large dent in the stall wall where Chris had slammed the kid up against it. Although it wasn’t like Chris really cared for the wall or the kid he left laying there.

”Fucking asshole. Now I look like a damn mess.”

Chris scowled as more blood came off from his hand. His nose definitely wasn’t broken, but it certainly was bleeding at the moment. He needed to get it washed off before anyone saw. However, as he headed out of the bathroom it was just is luck to bump into someone. Chris scowled.

”What are you looking at?”