Chapter 25: Insults

"I'm sorry to tell you that I'm not surrounded by hypocrites, as you say" Esteban says and I feel his breath hit my face as we are face to face and very close. Too close. And worst of all, I don't remember when he got so close to me.

His eyes look dark, perhaps from hatred, rage, frustration or a bit of everything he may be experiencing right now. His being gives off darkness, rage and perhaps violence. I don't know why, but just by looking at him I can tell that the calm boy everyone knows is just a facade.

However, despite being taller than me, maybe six inches or so; he has a great amount of muscle mass that even with ten years of gym I wouldn't achieve; as well as knowing what I have my ankle immobilized from and that he is in perfect condition, that his being gives off a darkness that anyone would recoil from.

Despite knowing my many disadvantages, I do not let myself be intimidated. Quite the contrary, I scoff.

"I knew your intelligence was low, but I didn't know your degree of s