Rise of The Charleston Heir

Chapter 7: Demolition

Jason stalked towards his grandmother, his hands shaking with rage. He held onto her shoulders and helped her to her feet. 

"What the hell is going on here?' He demanded immediately. He could hardly restrain himself from punching Hudson out of respect for his grandmother.

"What does it look like, you fool? Your pathetic excuse of a grandmother, is begging me not to have you suspended so that you do not miss your exams. Tell me why I should listen to the old hag and pardon you." Hudson said, smugly stuffing his hands into his pockets with his chest puffed out.

"What do you mean she's begging you?" Jason asked almost exploding with anger. His hands fisted by his side's.

"Is that not right old woman? Now get on your knees and beg." Hudson kept his eyes on Jason's grandmother, arrogance ringing in his every word. 

He really believed everyone bowed to his pompous ass, and would always end up kissing his ass, one way or another.

"Is it true, grandmother?" Jason asked her incredulously, his brows pulling together. His eyes searched his grandmother for any wounds, and he only felt slightly mollified when he couldn't find any. 

"Jason…Jason I am only doing this to you. You know that we can't afford to pay double your tuition fees and dues, it is already hard enough with just this one." His grandmother replied sobbing and gripping onto his forarms. 

Jason's heart broke all over again at the sight of his grandmother crying, all because of Hudson.

"What are you waiting for?” Hudson's lips curved into a small smirk, as he waited for the gratifying moment when he bent his enemy and broke his will. 

“Kneel Jason. Kneel and beg me for forgiveness." Hudson said stepping towards him, his hands stuffed in his trouser pockets.

"Jason listen to him." His grandmother said and went to kneel only for Jason to hold onto her arm, stopping her.  

Mia threw her head back and giggled at the scene unfolding before her, her hands clapping excitedly.

Jason stood stoically glaring at Hudson through hooded eyes.

His blood was boiling with anger and rage.

How dare Hudson make his grandmother beg? She was all he had left in this world and Hudson did this thing to her. 

He was fuming with anger barely keeping himself in check.

Hudson arched a brow at him as if taunting Jason to take a swing at him.

Jason took deep breaths to caml himself and not do what he truly wanted to do. 

Jason glanced over at his grandmother who was being comforted by the friend that called him.

He glanced at Hudson and could see the hate for him and his grandmother behind his eyes.

He knew the exact moment Hudson snapped because his nostrils flared wide as if he were a bull in a ring.

Jason braced himself for Hudson's punch.

Hudson managed to land a couple of punches on Jason but none was as bad as the upper cut Jason gave him that had blood spiling from his mouth.

Jason was quite happy about this because it was just Hudson. No goons and no vice chancellor to stop him from beating Hudson to a pulp.

"Is that all you've got, Hudson?" Jason taunted him.

"I'm going to make you pay for that, you fucking bastard." Hudson groaned as spat out a mouth full of blood.

Jason smiled, happy to see the fool suffer.

Hudson growled a curse at him but Jason was a pro compared to Hudson's lame punches.

Jason deflected every punch sent his way and took Hudson down with a few moves. He stopped when his grandmother came to him and attempted to pull him away from Hudson with tears running down her face.

The sight of those tears made Jason want to beat Hudson all over again.

Jason's friend Raymond rushed between the two guys, holding his arms out. “Stop it now, both of you!”

Hudson staggered back, an infuriated and half afraid Mia holding him up. He looked worse for wear even more than before, but at least he was still breathing and standing with his own two feet.

He stood and glared right at Jason who was pulling his grandmother close to his side.

"This is not what you wanted to do was it?" Hudson asked, directing his question to Jason's grandmother.

“Oh my God. I don't know what came over him. Please, please forgive Jason. Please forgive me. Give us another chance." Jason's grandmother said to Hudson rubbing her palms together in a pleading gesture which Jason did not like one bit.

Jason nursed his bruised face, breathing hard, his shirt stuck to his body and there were drops of blood from his bleeding nose staining his shirt. 

Annoyed at the ruined shirt, he took solace in the fact that Hudson's millions of dollars worth, designer clothes were damaged beyond repair and he was bleeding from both nostrils. 

Mia, the betraying bitch held a pink hanky to Hudson's nose, her cheeks red with frustration. 

She probably wasn't used to ever being on the losing side. 

"Tell your grandson that he will pay for my medical bills," Hudson managed to get out, pointing a dirty finger at the old woman. “Or I'll have him expelled and blacklisted. He'll never be able to get into another college here.”

Terror raced through Jason's grandmothers body, and she nodded at him, opened her small purse, searching and grabbing the money in it frantically. 

Jason blinked and next thing she was rushing over to Hudson, and pushing crumpled dollar dollar bills into his hand.

He rushed for his grandmother, but Raymond's strong arms wouldn't let him go. “Raymond, let me go!” He yelled like a caged animal. 

Hudson flinched away from the old woman, looking so disgusted at her, he ripped his hand away from her, and caused the old woman to fall away from him. He threw the money at her face and kicked dirt on her.

"Who do you think I am? You were actually handing me twenty dollar bills? Get over it old woman, you are a retched, poverty struck human being. You and your useless son altogether." 

Hudson spat on her and Jason saw red. He was going to kill him!

“Jason, stop. He's not worth it!” Raymond shouted, but Jason wasn't listening to a word. 

If Hudson wasn't worth it, his grandmother was. No one was going to hurt her and get away with it.

But Raymond's hold tightened and Jason fought like a caged animal. 

“He's not worth it, Jason” Raymond yelled, knowing that if this went any further there would be hell to pay. 

"Let me go. Let go of me!" Jason growled, his entire body sprung with tension and readiness.

"If you had begged like I told you to, this would all be over, but I can see that you and your grandson are not remorseful for what you have done." Hudson said to Jason's grandmother, ignoring Jason completely.

He took his phone out of his pocket, clicking on it before putting the phone to his ear.

"What are you doing?" Jason's grandmother asked him fearfully, getting up to her knees.

"What does it look like to you, you stupid old hag. I am calling the director, he'll see to it that your useless piece of shit son or grandson, whatever the fuck he is, is expelled." Hudson said with a voice filled with hatred and contempt and Mia smirked at that. 

"Please do not. We'll do whatever you want. I beg you sir please " Jason's grandmother pleaded and the mere sight of it made Jason really pissed.

Hudson spoke into the phone and disconnected the phone. He wiped gingerly at the bruise forming on his forehead. 

Jason's grandmother went to grab his elbow in an attempt to beg him but Hudson took a step away from her and at the same time pushed her away and she landed on the floor with a very obvious twist in her ankle.

Jason looked as if it were in slow motion before he charged at Hudson. No one was going to stop him right now. He was going to make sure that when he was done with him, he would be unrecognizable.

He shoved at Raymond, dislodging his grip on him and charged towards Hudson with the intention to kill.

He drew his hand out and landed a punch on his face and an audible crack was heard.

He threw him to the floor and prepared to punch his face in when the small crowd gathered around them slowly parted for the school director who came to a stop before them, taking in the scene. 

Hudson lay defenseless on the floor, as Jason straddled him, his first raised to deliver a punch.