A couple of weeks later, I was back at school on crutches but otherwise okay. My mother wanted me to stay off school for a little while longer but I refused I wanted that prick Tristan to see I wouldn't back down.

But even his smug face couldn't see that. I saw him today as I passed the science block slowly but surely I walked up to him.
"I'm not reporting you to the Police because of what you did.. You know."

He smirked "And what is it I'm supposed to have done?."

I pointed at my injuries. "This..."

He laughed "Don't make me laugh.."

I frowned "Are you actually denying it?."
He nodded in reply. "Yes I am.. What are you going to do about it?."

I shook my head. "You may deny it to me but don't deny it to yourself. "

As a parting shot I stabbed him on the foot with my crutches and hit him in the balls with my crutches also.

I walk away and turn around to see him on his knees in agony.

"Your gonna pay for that you stupid bitch!"

I smile grinning. "I'd like to see you try."

That was the last I saw of him for a while anyway. Hopefully he'll stay away from me if he knows what is good for him.