You Don't Have To Tell Me, I Know [Cass; Blitz]

Fight with the big kid, oh yay. Hudson rolled his eyes as the boy threw a few mean words at him. Okay, whatever. You know what? Hudson had better things to do. "Look, stay out of my ego. I've got better people to deal with than you." Hudson gave the boy a shove, just enough to irritate him. Sure, this kid was pretty tall and muscular. He didn't really think it would be a good idea to get in a fight with him. At the same time, what could a shove do? The kid wouldn't beat him up just because he gave him a little shove, would he?

"I can go? What?" Hudson exclaimed. What the heck was this guy talking about? Being the highly unintelligent person he was, Hudson did not suspect anything whatsoever. He saw the chance, and he was going to take it. There was no reason not to. If this guy was letting him go, why not? so, Hudson wiped the dust off his shoes and his pants, and rose from the ground. Taking one last look at the boy, he started running as fast as he could. It was only a few seconds after he started that he realized...this boy had to have something else in store for him. He was joking or something. He wouldn't just let Hudson go, would he?

Hudson looked behind him: it didn't look like anyone was tracking him, but who really knew? Quickly, he sped up a bit, not wanting to get caught in that boy's arms again. After only a few minutes, Hudson reached his house: the same old house he'd lived in his entire life. He passed that house: it wasn't where he lived anymore. He lived by himself a few blocks away. He kept going until he reached his own little house, and entered. It was completely silent, except for the ticking of the clock on the wall. He had forgotten to lock the door, but what did that really matter? He was safe. Quickly, Hudson sat down, taking one deep breath. Wow, that had been intense.