Chapter 8 : The Roommate

Dee’s POV

“Jesus, Wes, are you okay?”

Okay, I know a bunch of dramas and media warn people about the dangers of becoming your enemy and yadda yadda. Revenge is bad. But, my God, does it feel good to punch your bully of how many years in the face?

I’m going to tell you that those people are wrong and should probably get punched in the face themselves but that sounds like some bully propaganda I am not about.

Cathartic, I think the word that should be used here is cathartic. Yeah, this is cathartic as hell.

I do not endorse violence, but please go punch your bullies in the face. Thank you.

I could have probably savored my victory more, reveled in the way he fled from my might, but my stomach rumbled in the worst of ways. Ah, the price of constantly having to work out. I was hungry all the freaking time now. It was extremely annoying in the worst of ways.

So, back to the campus cafeteria, I went, turning on my heel away from my door and back toward the center of the school.