The Meadow


He felt his heart beating hard inside his breast, the adrenaline pumping through his veins, he saw all those angry guys standing beside him and opposite to him, screaming and shouting to each other, every thing was in slow motion and he could see all of them waving their arms and hands in different gestures, he saw right through them.

Then every thing went back to normal speed and he was moving forward in a high tempo against the other group of guys, there was around 10people each on every side, they was standing in one line each opposite to each other, he hadn’t seen any of the guys before, but he was here to knock them down and show that they had been messing with the wrong person, that “person” was his friend, Paul.

Only two days earlier both him and Paul had been outside drinking some beer, not unrestrained but restrained, every thing had been flowing ok, until they came, they were about six or seven of them, first we though nothing and just keep having fun, talking.

When they walked past us they stopped for some seconds and one of them turned to Paul and said “you ugly bitch, you look like a fucking queer”, Paul who were a pretty calm person almost didn’t react, but he responded “look at yourself, walking around in those dirty clothes, did you mom forget to whore this week?”

The guy attack Paul and started punching him towards his head, I reacted almost direct and pushed the guy that jumped Paul pretty hard to the shoulder, so he fell on his back, now everything blacked out and I don’t remember anything, that’s because I had been hit with an nightstick in the back of my head and went unconscious.

Paul had told me that they kicked me some and he also got pretty beaten, but I didn’t have that many wounds, only some bruises and I had bleed little in the back of my head where the nightstick had hit.

From this the fight had started and now we was facing them one’s and forever, when we came closer and closer to them I felt the adrenaline kicking in even more and I almost felt invincible.

We broke together and the guy that I aimed for was bit taller then me, but I knew exactly how deal with that, cause he had no guard at all, he was only cranking his arms similar to an helicopter’s blade, so I dodge two of his punches and then I hurled a hard punch with my right hand almost directly where the kidney is, he folded and I got a good opportunity to punch him in the face and so I did, he fell back on his back and didn’t almost move, for some milliseconds I thought he was dead but I got relief when I saw him moving his body and started crawling backwards with a heavy bleed from his nose.

I saw many of them beside me fall to the ground, I was just about to help one of them when I got jumped from behind by someone, he knocked me of my feet and I fell to the ground, when I was laying there on my back, he made a big jump and stomped me with both feet on my ribs, I felt an
Indescribable pain flowing through my spine, I could recognize the pain a little and it was ten times pain fuller then getting a luscious punch to the nuts but he wasn’t finished with me yet, he sat down on my tummy and now I almost couldn’t keep my eyes open because of the pain, he started beating me, I did all I could to protect my face while I felt the adrenaline pumping even more through my veins I felt the pain fading away and my strength coming back.

So when he was in the central point of a punch I grabbed both his hands and quickly threw him over on his back and now I felt overwhelmed by myself and started punching him in his face, I felt how my knuckles broke his nose and his blood practically pumped out, painting my knuckles red, but It didn’t stop me, I kept on beating him until he was totally unconscious and bleeding, I looked around and I saw Paul standing only meters from me staring at me with a crazy look in his eyes, I understood the adrenaline still was pumping through his vein.

I turn the guy on his stomach so he wouldn’t suffocate in his own blood, then I started helping those of us who had fallen to stand on their legs again.

It wasn’t before we was starting to leaving the battlefield I realized, we had been fighting on a big grass covered meadow, the nearest trees where almost 100meters away, I thing this is an festival meadow, since its so big, I felt and cold drip on my cheek, my first thought was “why am I crying?” but then more came and I felt them also on my arms, I looked up in the sky and saw the clouds and saw the rain drips falling.

Paul told me that I should be proud “You should be proud Chris, this was a glorious fight”, I didn’t feel so glorious, I just felt satisfied that I got my vengeance, I didn’t really see the glorious about it, but I didn’t make a sound I just keep walking and feeling good, but after I split with the group only 5minutes later I felt my conscience kicking me and I felt I had to do something, but I didn’t want to get caught, so I keep walking, when I came to the next phone booth I went inside and called the police and told them that it had been a big gang fight in the nearby meadow called “Freeway Meadow”. They asked for my name but I hung up and walked peacefully home, hopeful that no one had gotten really hurt.


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