EXPELLED

Maddox's POV

I was sitting outside the principles office with my best friend Tyler next to me.

All I had was a bust lip and Tyler had a dark bruise forming next to his left eye.

The other guys sitting across from us might need to pass by the hospital when their parents come to pick them up.

The blood and bruises on them were proof enough that we had done a good job beating those f*ckers up.

Next time they will think twice before they cross me. Some people never learn. How many faces do I have to bash in for people to know not to pick a fight with me.

I honestly don't want any trouble but apparently when you beat up one guy another pops up who thinks his better than you.

I don't care about all that but too many idiots are worried about their reputations and tough status.

Now because of such idiots I'm in trouble yet again. I feel like beating them up again but I'm not trying to get anyone crippled or commit murder.

A few minutes later my mother and Tylers father walked out of the principles office. The looks they gave us only meant one thing.

SHIT JUST GOT REAL.

We always got into trouble every once in a while. Even the police knew about us. I had been arrested once when I was caught in a street fight. In my defense a bunch of assholes were molesting a 15 year old girl.

You cannot expect me to just pass by and pretend I didn't see any thing. The thing I despise the most is bullying and harassment. Another reason I always got into fights. If no one else is going to protect the weak then I guess I will have to since I'm strong enough. The problem is it didn't do much good to my reputation.

My mother was now accustomed to the constant calls from the school whenever I got into trouble. I'm not saying it was a good thing but she was now used to it.

But the look she gave me showed that things were different this time. The school had threatened to expel me a long time ago. The only reason I hadn't been expelled sooner is because I'm a freaken genius and straight A' student. Same goes for Tyler, but I guess that wasn't even going to work this time.

Tylers dad was silent but I knew he was going to let loose on Tyler as soon as they got home. I felt a bit sorry for him because his dad was good at hitting you with words.

He once gave us a lecture that left us in tears.

We got home a little while later and settled in the kitchen. Mom was too angry to cook something and so she ordered take out.

"You do realize you got expelled right" she began as we finished dinner. More like we both tried to eat dinner but gave up and packed the leftovers in the fridge.

"Yes" I responded as I kept my eyes to the floor. She never hit me or shouted at me but the look in her eyes always filled me with guilt.

"I don't know what to do with you anymore. If only your father was here he would have sorted you out a long time ago" she said and I knew she was close to tears.

I bit my bottom lip as I fought the emotions that threaten to resurface every time she brought him up.

It has been almost 5 years since he passed away but both of us still hadn't fully recovered from the loss.

He was a military general. He was very strict and taught me everything I know. He is the one who taught me how to fight and this is why I was untouchable. He was one of the best soldiers out there and also a great dad. If he was still alive I would have been set straight a long time ago.

"Maddox...I know you are not a bad kid and I know you must have a good reason you fought with those other boys but...but you can't be like this all your life. You're 18 and already have a criminal record. You might be a genius but with a record like yours no business would want to be associated with you in the future. I'm worried about you...I just want you to live a good life and live your dreams but you need to finish high school first. This is your final year which has already begun in the worst way" she took a deep breath.

"Maddox" she called my name and I finally looked up to face her. She had tears on her cheeks and it broke my heart. I never wanted to see her cry. It was not my intention.

"Please change your ways my baby... please" she begged.

I stood up and she did the same as I hugged her.

"I'm sorry mom and I promise I will change" I held her tight as I spoke. This was a promise I was going to keep no matter what happens.

For my mother and for myself.