Kingsley POV
Throwing my classroom door open, I fling Grant in by the back of his shirt shirt collar, allowing
him to stumble forward a few steps before I slam the door behind me.
"What the f**k where you thinking?!" I let my temper loose. "Did I not warm you?! Stay out
fights! Do your schoolwork! It's not difficult!"
My little brother's face is covered in blood from his nose down and the left side of his face up,
looks like it's swelling.
"I warned you that if you got suspended ONE more time, I'd send you to military school to learn
some f*****g manners! Did you think I was kidding? You'd better hope the dean has mercy on
you."
My brother doesn't say a word. He's simply silent. It's a change, one that's twists my stomach.
His temper has always flared at any given chance, earl
