Chapter 10 Stirring The Hornet’s Nest
Liam watched casually as Kyle's fingers dug into his collar, yanking him forward with an aggression that sent a ripple of anticipation through the watching crowd. The entire football field fell into hushed murmurs, students exchanging glances filled with both dread and curiosity, their eyes flickering between the towering figure of Kyle and the seemingly doomed Liam. The tension in the air was thick enough to slice through, the unspoken consensus being that this was the moment Liam would pay for whatever newfound arrogance he had displayed.
"Is this guy insane?" someone whispered from the stands, their voice barely audible over the growing hum of the audience. "Did he forget who Kyle is?"
"He must be on drugs," another muttered, shaking their head in disbelief.
Liam, however, showed no fear. His expression remained eerily calm, devoid of the panic that should have gripped someone in his situation. His eyes flickered toward Kyle's hand, which clenched his shirt with increasing force, and without hesitation, Liam's fingers wrapped around Kyle's wrist. A hush fell over the field as he squeezed—not in a desperate attempt to break free, but with calculated pressure that made Kyle's confident smirk falter.
Then, with a sharp twist, Liam ripped Kyle's grip away from his shirt, shoving his hand back with a force that sent a jolt through Kyle's entire body. The murmurs in the crowd turned into stunned silence. Nobody could believe what they were seeing. The same Liam who had been an easy target for years had just overpowered Kyle as if it were nothing.
Kyle's face twisted in disbelief, his mind struggling to process the strength Liam had just displayed. It wasn't just that he had broken free—it was the ease with which he had done it, as if Kyle's grip had been nothing more than an inconvenience.
"What the—?" Kyle started, but before he could finish, Liam's grip tightened, and in the next instant, a sickening snap echoed across the field.
"Ahhhhh"
A scream of pure agony tore from Kyle's throat as he stumbled backward, clutching his now broken wrist. The crowd gasped, some covering their mouths in shock while others exchanged nervous glances. Kyle, the school's most feared bully, had just been physically bested in a way nobody had ever imagined possible.