Chapter 46 Different But Not Like Us (1/2)
Tommy continued to cry out while rolling around. He had attracted the attention of everyone in the gym so no one was playing anymore. As the students circled around to see what had happened, the male and female coach tried to get in close to take a look at what had happened. Since the male coach who was watching this game was a bit away, he had failed to hear the sound of bone breaking.
Jesse heard it and crawled his way over with his nose bleeding to check on his friend. Laz just took a few steps away and turned around. He wasn't sorry, but he wasn't about to gloat about something like this. Kennedy, on the other hand, seemed to almost crack a smile at seeing her ”boyfriend” rolling around on the ground in pain.
*What did you do?* She asked, knowing that Laz was still connected with her.
*Me? Nothing actually. The only thing I can possibly be held responsible for was moving forward and dodging the ball so I didn't get hit in the head. Everything else was completely by accident.* Laz said in a serious mental tone.
*Somehow, I don't believe you.* Kennedy replied while slowing walking over. She felt like this young man was getting more and more naughty. Maybe this was his real self and she was only figuring it out since she had started paying attention to him.
People were like that sometimes. You may think you know someone from the surface, but the more you interact with them, the more you find out. It's like digging for treasure from a never ending source.
Tommy, on the other hand, wasn't having a good time. As he lay there with his arm feeling on fire, he couldn't help but replay the situation in his head.
'How did it happen? I was coming straight for him and then he stepped forward. But why?' Between the pain in his arm, he couldn't understand why Laz would step forward instead of backwards if he was going for the ball. Then he would have bumped forward off of Jesse, messed up getting the ball, and Tommy would have 'accidentally' hit him while trying to go for the ball.
'So why did he step forward instead of backwards. There is no way he could have gotten the ball that way unless... he never meant to get it.' Like a firecracker in the night sky, Tommy finally put the clues together and realized he had been set up. Laz had made this happen.
”YOU SON OF A BITCH!” Tommy roared as he stood up and glared at Laz.
Laz was expecting a reaction out of him after breaking his arm, but not this. He couldn't help but put a blank look on his face as he looked back at Tommy.
Even if he had avoided their set up, there was no way he could have planned this out that perfectly. Jesse with a face full of ball and Tommy without the ability to jerk off with his primary hand was not the intended result, just a nice surprise.
Tommy's mind started working in ways that made no sense what so ever and immediately decided that Laz had done this intentionally. He couldn't help but get more and more angry as the rage built up inside of him. His entire body seemed to expand slightly.
Jesse and Alex had gotten close and the male coach had finally gotten through the crowd before yelling back to the female coach to call the school nurse and an ambulance. He could see Tommy's arm was was bent in a unnatural angle and knew there would be problems.
As he got closer to Tommy, Tommy started to lose it.
”I WILL BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF YOU.” Tommy screamed as he lifted his good arm and pointed at Laz.Kennedy had just walked up, but was standing outside the crowd while watching this develop. Even if she wanted to do something she had two reasons not to.
Firstly, Laz wouldn't need her help to deal with Tommy normally. Finally, She felt like her presence would just make Tommy go more bat shit crazy and that wouldn't solve anything.
As Tommy glared at Laz, his eyes started turning a blood colored shade of red. Alarmed, Laz looked closer at Tommy and noticed he also had red streaks forming under his eyes while his heart was pumping so hard it looked like it would burst out of his chest.
”What is happening to him?”
”Is he crying blood? That is so fucking cool.”
”No, its not blood. They look like some sort of red paint. Did his face scrape some off the floor?”
As the other students looked on in wonder, Tommy started to develop red war paint like streaks that ran from his eyes to his mouth, giving him a hideously sinister appearance. While everyone else thought it was some paint or a rash from the floor, Laz and Kennedy were getting a much different feeling.
*What's going on?* Kennedy asked, not knowing what the feeling was.
*I'm not sure. It's like he's changing, but it feels different from us.* Laz responded as he focused his senses on Tommy. If the vibe between Kennedy and Laz or Malene and Laz could be called a dissonance, then the vibe between Laz and Tommy could be called two opposing war songs, each one trying to drown out the other.