Chapter249


    Theboornarrowedhiseyes,actuallysurprisedthatFredcavedthateasily.


    Hiseyesnarrowing,hebarked,“Doyouthinkit’soverwithjustanapology?”


    Freddrewank.“Well,whatdoyouwant?”


    “Fivehundredbucks.Ineedthisrepaired,”theboorsnarled.


    “What?”Fredwasleftgaping.


    Theboorwastheonewhohithismoped,andhewasdemandingthathepayupinstead?


    Whattwisted reasoningwasthat?


    “Whatdoyoumean,‘what?”TheboorpromptlyseizedFredbythecor.“Payup!”


    “That’snotit,chief.”Fredtriedtoreason.“I’vealready apologized–whywouldyouwant<strong>me</strong>topayabovethat?”


    Heearnedlessthanthatinaday,andhereallydidnotwanttopayup!


    “Thenwhataboutthescratchonmycar?!”Theboorredfuriously.“Stopdraggingyourfeetandpayup!”


    Heraisedhishandagain,readytndanotherpwhenFranksuddenlystrodeup,catching


    hiswrist.


    Theboordidadoubletake,ringatFrankashesnapped,“Whothehereyou?”


    “Don’tyouthinkyou’repushingit?”Frank askedcoolly.“Apologize.”


    “Fuckoff!Whodoyouthinkyouare,tellingmetoapologize?!”theboorbellowed.


    HethoughthehadtheadvantagesinceFrankwasquiteslenderandthrewapunchathisface.


    Hejustwantedtostraightenoutthemeddlesomebystander…butasitturnedout,<strong>he</strong>hadmessedwiththewrongman.


    Frankgrabbedhiswristandsqueezed.


    Crack.


    “Argh<strong>!</strong>”Theboor screamed<strong>as</strong>hiswristwasdislocatedinstantly.“L–Letgoofme!”


    “Apologize,”Frankrepeatedquietly.


    “Fuckyou!LetgoofmeorI’llkillyou!”theboorgrowledthroughhisteeth.


    FredhurriedtoFrank’sjustthen,whisperingunderhisbreath,<strong>“</strong>It’sfine,Frank.Justlethimgo!”


    Frankfrownedinstead.“It’sfine?Hehityouandthentriedtoextortyou.Andyou’redecidingthatit’sfineinsteadoffightingback?”


    Fredwasleftembarrassedbythelecture.“Oh,justletbygonesbebygones.”


    Hecertainlywantedtohitbacktogethissatisfaction,butrealitydidnotallowthat.


    OnceFrankleft,hewasgoingtobeharassedagain.


    Eversincehesteppedoutintosociety,helearnedtosuckitupanddestress.This is property ? of N?velDrama.Org.


    Atthesametime,theboorsnappedatFrank,“Youheardhim–hedoesn’tcare!Whyareyoubeingsuchabusybody?!”


    Fred’scowardlydemeanorcertainlyfrustratedFrank,buttherewasnothinghecoulddo.


    Still,hekickedtheboorinthechest,sendinghimflyingovertenmeters.


    “Getoutofmysight.IfIeverseeyouagain, I’llbreakyourlegs,”hegrowled.


    Astheboorgottohisfeet,clutchinghischest,hebellowed,“J–Justyouwait!”


    Seeingthathewasstillbeingfeisty,Frankstartedstridingtowardtheboor,whopromptly.boltedinterror.


    FredquicklystoppedFrank.“Whyareyougoingafterhim?Aren’tyouafraidthathe’dhitback?”


    “Hitback?”Frankgrowledcoolly.“Thatbastardisyourrun–of–the–millbully.Hewon’teverhitbackevenifhegrewapair–youcanfightbackagainsthistypethenexttimeyourunintothemagain.Makethemfearyou,andtheywon’tbullyyou.Butletthemwalkalloveryou,andthey’donlydemandmore.”


    Fredsighed.“Iknow.Anyway,I’mgoinghomenow–youshouldleavesoon.”


    Withthat,heliftedhismopedandspedoff.


    HecertainlyknewFrank’sreasoningalltoowell,nottomentionthathe<strong>was</strong>adischargedmilitaryofficerhimself.HecouldputupafightagainstaverageJoesifhereallywantedtodoit