✧In This Twisted Wonderland✧ (discontinued)

🍰 Part 17: Deuce's explanation

♡ Elena's pov:

It was a silent walk back to the shop. Deuce said nothing to me when we bought the groceries (even carrying all of them, again), even Grim (who decided my shoulders were a good pillow) was as silent as a mouse. As we headed back onto Main Street, he finally decided to break the silence.

"I-I screwed up."
He whispers sadly. I looked at him, his face was obscured by his navy bangs so I couldn't tell what he was thinking. But, by his demeanor, he looks like he's in a lot of regret.

"I vowed that I'd definitely, definitely be an honors student this time..."

"Eh?"
Grim blurts out as he gets off of my shoulder. 

"In middle school, all I ever did was screw around."
He starts as he finally lifts his head up.
"I constantly skipped school and spent all my time getting into fights. I disrespected all my teachers, hung around sketchy upperclassmen, and bleached my hair to death. Even ran all over the place riding a magic wheel."

A... magic wheel? What the heck is that? A bicycle... no no that's not important.

"I was a horrible person that went as far as to use magic to lord over those who couldn't." Deuce then looks at me, with such regret in his eyes.

I look back at him.
"Deuce..."

"Just now you went full bad boy on those guys!" Grim exclaims as he imitates Deuce's fighting. Very badly mind you.

"Honestly, I would have never guessed that you were a delinquent if you didn't tell us."

"Then one night." He continues, "I saw my mom hiding away in tears as she called my grandma.
'Was the way I raised him wrong? Would it have been better if he had both parents?'."

I bit my lip.
Poor Deuce... man he really does regret his past. He's even trying to be an honor student. That's strong determination if I ever saw it in a person.

"She was wrong. Mom never did anything wrong. It was all me!" He says as he tightens his grip on the groceries.

"So when the carriage from Night Raven College came to get me, my mom was so happy, and I don't wanna make her cry again. This time, I'm gonna make to be an honers student my mom can be proud of. Then... I do this. Shit."
His voice, he seemed so genuine and regretful.

I gently pat his shoulder.
"Deuce... just because want to be an honors student, doesn't mean you have to bear the pain and suffering all by yourself." I saw, as I form a small smile on my face.

The blue haired boy stared at me.
"E-eh?"

"Yeah Deuce!" Grim excitedly says as he also puts a paw (yes, now I'm sure those are paws) on his opposite shoulder. "Those delinquents deserved another ten punches if you ask me!" He forms a large grim on his fluffy face.

"You fought them off before I could, though."

"Yes Deuce, you did what you could, and that's all that matters in the end." I say as I carefully grab one of the grocery bags, to lighten the load of course.

He stares at the two of us,
"You guys..." as he said this, it kind of looked like small tears formed in his eyes.

"Besides, honors student's get angry too." I chuckle as we reach the end of Main Street, and walk, slowly to the mirror room.

"Really?" He puts his hand on his chin as he thought for a few seconds. "...Heh heh. May those baby chickens rest in peace." He says as he slowly puts his hand on his chest to pay his respect.

Wait a minute- baby chicks??

"A-um Deuce?" I say as I fidget with the brown bag in my hands, "I regret to inform you, but there won't be any chicks hatching from those eggs..."