Chapter 4: Blood

(( This chapter contains scene of violence. If these descriptions are unsettling to you, or you have hemophobia (fear of blood/sight/thought/etc. of blood),  please refrain from reading. Also, i have nothing against gay people (obviously or I wouldn't be writing this FanFic) so, if your gay/lesbian/etc. And may get offended, please refrain from reading. Thank You ))
              

                   ' Gah, great. Roxys not here today...' Dirk thought in his Math class, tapping his finger on his desk. Roxy was Dirk guide, and embarassinly, his 'protector'. And since Roxy wasn't here, he'd be bothered throughout the day. But he did see Jake in the hallway, so he has someone to look for at lunch.

                    After class, Dirk emediantly dashed out of the room with his binder in his arms. "Sorry; Excuse me." He'd apologies when he bumped into someone.
                   "'Ay, Dirk!" He voice from behind him called. He turned around to see the greaser, Cronus, behind him. Dirk pushed through the crowd more to get away from him.
                  Cronus has been rude to him since Middle School. When the crowd seemed to dime down, he sped walked through the hallway.
                   Dirk realized, ' I was too busy getting away from Cronus that I passed the hallway to my next class.' Dirk looked behind him, and sure enough, Cronus was still there.
                   " So... your girlfriend isn't here today, eh?" Cronus walked toward him slowly. Dirk walked backward. " S-she's not my girlfriend." He eventually was pushed against the locker.
                     Dirk noticed his gaze go toward to were Jake wrote his phone number on his arm. "Vwhat's this?" Cronus picked up his arm up and saw it. "Aah, vwho's phone number is this?"
                     "It's the new kids number." Dirk was freaking out at what he could do to him. "The new boy?" Cronus was close to his face now. " Y-yeah..."
                      " Are you gay?"  Cronus asked. Dirks eyes widened. "N-no! I-i'm not! Shut up!" Cronus pushed him to the lockers, arm placed horizontally, and tightly, across Dirks neck. "It was just a question, Dirk. Don't need to get all antsy."
                       Dirk thought. Cronus is always being flirty with that Kankri kid. He thought about it. "You're the one to talk about being gay." Cronus glared at him. "Vwhat are you-" " Who's that Kankri boy your always talking to? You seem to be all flirty with him. Are you gay?" Dirk asked, a grin on his face. Cronus was angry now, a lite blush across his face  . "You don't know what you got yourself into..."
                         Cronus punch Dirk in the mouth. "*cough* *cough*" Trinkles of blood came out of Dirk mouth. Dirk wanted to punch him back, but it was to late. He kicked Dirk in the the stomach. "GAH! *cough* *cough*" Dirk layed on the ground in a bloody mess. "Y-you... f-freaking..." His breathing got shakey, he felt weak, and he was blacking out a bit.
                     Cronus grabbed Dirk by the collar of his shirt. "Had enough?" Dirk was on the brink of crying. Cronus got up, letting Dirk go." Don't screw with me, got it?" He turned around, and left Dirk behind.
                   Dirk was to numb, he couldn't move. He moved himself so he sat up. Tears streamed down his face. "W-why..? W-why me..?" He was shaking. His shades were getting covered in water. He slid them off with his shakey hand.
                      30 minutes past before anyone saw him. A group of two girls came up to him. " Oh my god, 4re you ok4y, bro?!" She was obviously a tom-boy. She took him by the arm. The other look girly, but tough. She took the other arm. "We have t+o get y+ou t+o the +office!" They put his arms over their shoulder. Dirk tried his best to help them get him to the office, but his legs were so numb. "C'mon dud3! W3 n33d to g3t you to th3 office! Work with us!!" "I was just beat up! To you think I'm going to be able to help you fully?!"
                     They finally got him to the front, where nurses helped him into the small doctors room. 
                     And hour later, Dirk woke up from a small nap, he woke up to see Jake and Dave in the room. He sat up slowly, his head throbing. "Nngh, Dave? Jake?" Dirk looked at them with tired eyes. "Dirk! Bro, what happened. I'm walking home from school, then I get a call that your hurt at school."
                  "I was beat up, okay?" Dirk admitted, voice dense. He was still a bit shakey and tired. "I was beat up because thought I was gay and I was stupid to snap back at him. And took a few hits, and now we're here."
                  "You shouldn't have said anything! What did you say?" Dave asked. "Let it go for right now. We'll talk to him about it later." Jake was leaned against the wall. "He's probably stressed out as is with you blurting out questions like paparazzi or something." Dave rolled his eyes. "Alright, well, come get me when you're 'not stressed'." He left the room.
                           Dirk sighed. "Sorry 'bout him, he's over protective of me." Jake pulled up a chair and sat next to him. " I understand. Younger siblings are like that." He agreed. "So hey, umm... so there's this dance on Friday. A-and a few friends invited me. So uh, do you want to go with me. A-as 'bros' of course."
                    Even though it was only going as bros, Dirk thought of it as more than that. " Yeah, that'd be awesome." He smiled. "Great!" The dismissal bell rung. 
                   "Another thing." Jake asked. " Is it okay if I drive you home? U - unless you have someone taking you home already, I mean-" " No, it's fine, it can't risk my head getting joggled up on the bus." Dirk sat up, swinging his legs off the bed to the ground.                          
Jake, Dirk, and Dave got into Jakes car, Dirk in the passenger seat, and Dave in the back. The drive was quiet, except for the sound of music and commercials from the radio. Dirk closed his eyes, trying to sneak in a few minutes of sleep.
                   Dirk woke up to someone poking him. " Hey, i don't mean to wake you, but your home." Jake told him. He rubbed his eyes in tiredneds. "Shoot, sorry for falling asleep." "No, no! It's fine. But you're home now so..." Jake laughed a bit. Dirk smiled and got his backpack
                    "Thanks for driving me home." He was getting out of the car. "Oh, no problem. See you tomorrow, and on Friday."
                   "What's on- Oh yeah!" He facepalmed. "Then I'll see you then, too." They waved at each other, Jake driving home.
                    It was a normal rest of the day for Dirk, Dave still questioning about earlier. Dirk jumped onto his bed. He couldn't wait for Friday.