Target Practice - Side Story part V (Patreon)

Vincent's expression turned from one of menace to a grin and instinctively Ned flinched, Vincent avoided the pool of vomit at Ned's feet.

Vincent - "You See, as we said, we don't have a problem with you. Well, not much of one."

Vincent - "We have a problem with you wearing that!"

He was pointing to the sports uniform Ned was wearing.

Vincent - "You don't deserve to wear it and worse, you know you don't deserve to wear it."He

He leaned in close to neds ear and snarled.

Vincent - "And yet you're here wearing it!" He snapped.

Ned just kept whimpering.

Ned - "It's Not my fault, it's the rules."

Max stood there impatiently, still holding the ball he had planned to throw at neds head.

Max - "I'm still waiting for my turn"

Vincent calmly replied

Vincent "First things first, we need to help fix the situation."

With that he grabbed the neck of Ned's shirt hard, Ned thought he was going to throw up again at the sudden jerk to his neck, but managed to keep it down.

Vincent grabbed the other side of Ned's shirt collar and with one quick motion, tore the thin fabric of the shirt in two, ripping it all the way down, so it looked like Ned was wearing it in two pieces.