My Enemy Came Back for Me
Three years after graduation, I was waiting tables at a restaurant when I happened to run into some of my old classmates having a private dinner there.
The moment they saw me carrying trays, they burst out laughing. My old rival Elliot sneered that I was a useless nobody, then pulled out 50 bucks and tossed it in front of me, telling me to lick the food scraps off his shoe.
"Clean my shoe, and that fifty's yours!"
Even my ex-girlfriend joined in to humiliate me. "I can't believe this is what you've become three years after graduation, Chase. Good thing I dumped you when I did—I'd hate to be the girlfriend of some broke loser."
Elliot and a few others pinned me to the floor, forcing me to kneel and even bark like a dog.
My ex clapped her hands, laughing. "Chase, you really do look like a dog when you're on your knees."
Then, the restaurant manager rushed in. The moment he saw me, his face went pale with shock. "M–Mr. Levine… are you all right, sir?"
Blood dripping down my forehead, I pointed at everyone in that room. "No one leaves this room tonight."