'Oh, just out, the weather is great for a group picnic, right guys?' He sniggered, tightening his hold on Jakob and ignoring his request to slow down, intentionally speeding up. They made their way down the hall and into the school fields. Julius released him once they reached the same wooden shed behind the fields. It was quiet here, the only students who hung out there were there to smoke. But right now it was empty. Julius stepped aside and took a long look at Jakob, 'You don't have your crutches anymore, healing fast I see. Perhaps we should give you a reason to use them again.' He grinned, displaying his pearl white teeth. One of his boys approached Jakob and kicked him in the shin, followed by another who punched him in the nose, and another who lifted him by his shirt, throwing him on the ground, kicking him repeatedly in his legs and stomach. Julius was the only one who didn't take part, he merely stood there, silently watching, smile never leaving his face. He relished in his pain. He deserved it for constantly disobeying him. He needed to learn his place and this was the only way he would. After a few more kicks and punches, he raised a hand and the boys stopped at once. They backed away and waited for further instructions. Julius approached the now severely injured Jakob and sat beside him, taking his face in his hands, 'I think it's enough now' he cooed, looking into his eyes and smiling.