#Chapter 8 Don’t mess with them

"Ah......!" I took a step back and fell on my ass. It was fleshy enough that I wouldn't be injured, but I still had tears in my eyes from the pain. "Bastard...too bad!" I was so angry that I couldn't help but hammer the ground in a venting manner. As a result, my knuckles hit the cold ground, and I groaned in pain. "Ouch..." I sniffed, and tears were just about to fall when I saw Cheney poking his head out of the car window with a look of excitement on his face. I immediately controlled myself and didn't allow myself to cry. "Hahaha..." Cheney laughed, then pulled his head back. I didn't get it, was I being funny? What annoying little men. “I don’t want to be their mate,” I thought, staring at the rear of their car as they pulled out of the driveway. After a few minutes, the taillights dwindled in the distance, and I was left alone with nothing but the sound of my own heart pounding. My backpack slumped off my shoulder and thudded against the pavement as m