Chapter 2.Stay away from us.Elvis was weak when he woke up; his muscles were overstressed, and his head hurt so bad he squeezed it in his hands. He struggled to sit up, which he did with no one's help, though there were people inside the room with him, he was left to struggle alone."Water." He grumbled with his hand stretched for a grab, and he was given. That was the first time he would be tasting something in three days.He was calm when he was done gulping the whole 1-litre bottle, and he relaxed on the bed with his eyes closed.Suddenly, he realised his position, his eyes snapped open and he jolted when the eyes on him hit him hard. They were creating holes in his skin and staring at his soul. He flinched.There in the room were all the Moore's family. Every one of them.The Moore family had three children with their parents, and Elvis's wife, Camila, was the only girl and youngest among them. Her brothers, Evans and Edward were married. They had their houses, condos and penth

Chapter 4.Young master.Elvis got home with that smile still on his lips. He had forgotten about his worries and everything about the family he lived with. Everything he had in his head was the friend he made on his first day.As soon as he stepped inside the house, he found Evans waiting for him with a sheet of paper in hand."Stop right there!" He snapped at Elvis. "What happened to your face? Where's your beard and moustache?""The nurse couldn't treat my nose without taking them off, they were disturbing her treatment," Elvis stated."Oh! You want to prove to be handsome right?" Evans chuckled op "Who paid for your treatment anyway? I remembered Dad saying that he didn't.""My friend did.""Your friend?" He chuckled again, "Oh! He has a friend now. Soon, he will start selling out our family to him.""No, no, I won't..." Elvis tried to defend himself, but Evans chipped in."I don't say you could talk."Evans then stretched the sheet with him to Elvis, "Here, this is your new work

Elvis, standing before Brie, stood there in confusion. He was trying to get what was going on when another slap landed on the same side of his face.The new hit was heavier than the first, and just when he was trying to get over the sting from the first and second slaps, another one landed on his face.This time, he couldn't stand still. He staggered to the back and subconsciously stepped on a broken glass on the floor. At that moment, he would have felt so much pain, but his shoes protected his legs.The impact of the slap on him was still very heavy. His face had gone red, and the spot that chested the three slaps was bloody red.His eyes were blinded. It was as if blood had mistakenly rushed into his brain as he couldn't even think of anything but to dwell on the pain.Tears wet his cheeks in seconds and Elvis asked Brie tearfully, "What did I do to you to deserve this? I never crossed your way."Brie flung her hands in the air, and shouted aloud, "You don't know what you did? You

Elvis saw the way Harry's shoulder was vibrating in anger. His hands were also clenched into a fist, but Elvis was not moved.He didn't put much meaning into everything. He thought it was all a joke. But no, it wasn't.Harry was annoyed that a lowlife like Elvis could empty his plate on him. He had never felt so humiliated all his life, but with that one swift move from Elvis, he was covered with humiliation from head to toe.The students pulled away from him after noticing his anger. He was not satisfied; he felt that they must be jesting him in their hearts, which he hated so much."What do you think you're doing?!""Do you know who he is?!" Camila shouted at Elvis. She had her hands clenched into a fist, she was looking like she could hit Elvis for Harry."It was all your fault. You treated me that way because you knew I couldn't hit you. You're a girl.""But you should know that if you treat me so badly, I can treat the surrounding person badly on your behalf," Elvis stated what w

Elvis had no idea that the students had planned on how to deal with him, though he suspected that he was not going to be let off. He suspected that they were planning, but he had no idea what they were planning.Right now, the students are holding things. Things like sand mixed with water, thick melted chocolate, water, eggs, and a lot more things which were with them.The students planned to strike Elvis with the things they were holding; they had no plan of including Sammy on the list of people they would deal with, but Sammy couldn't sit still to watch his friend getting the whole strike."Can you all calm down, so that we can talk and interact gently?" Sammy persuaded them."No. Step aside.""We fight now!""No one bullies Harry and goes harmlessly free." A lot of the students protested.Before either Elvis or Sammy could say more, things had begun to rain on them."Hey, stop!" Sammy yelped at the highest pitch of his voice, but no one heard him to listen to him. They were deeply