The Eyes Of The Devil [BxB] EDITING

Chapter Eight

Oscars pov

I gently close the door behind me, not wanting to pull the sleeping dragon out of his cave, and begin my walk to school.

I look around the street and smile at the orange and yellow colours taking over the green within all the different trees and plants. Autumn is such a beautiful time of year.

I jump slightly at the ringing that suddenly appears from my pocket, practically throwing me out of my peaceful daze.

"Hello?"

"Hey Oscar, so I got the police report, thought I'd call you while I open it." I sigh and listen to Lizzie as I walk.

I listen to the tearing of paper and wait patiently to hear what I already know.

"Ok... ugh it's the same shit as last time. They'll open a case on the situation and investigation further but it isn't the top of the priority list due to the situation being investigated in recent years and they definitely didn't listen again when i said why you couldn't just come live with me. This shit is stupid, I think it would be easier for me to just kill him myself at this point." I laugh softly and shake my head as though she can see it.

"It's f-fine really, he is-isn't that bad lately a-and I can wait fo-for it to be f-f-further investigated. R-really Lizzie don't worry, I pr-promise it's f-fine." She hums softly.

"Yeah, still... I hate how they just skim over this as though it's not a claim of literal child abuse." I frown.

"I'm n-not being ab-ab-abused." I hate when she says that, saying i'm being a-abused... it's not that bad, i'm just being dramatic, it really isn't serious enough to call it such a thing.

((A/n it is abuse. Oscar saying it isn't isn't at all invalidating anyones situation or his own, sometimes as a victim you may find yourself in denial about the severity of it all, especially since for Oscar it started when he was 7 it's become normalised in his mind.))

"Oscar... okay but just promise me to tell me when it's bad?" I smile softly, appreciating how much she cares. "I s-swear. I'll see you a-at school." I let out a small puff of air as I hang up, the autumn chill catching my fingers.

I feel so horrible for Lizzie and the stress she carries over this, she feels as though my life is truly at risk. It isn't though, I swear it isn't...

Is it?

God I don't know anymore, sometimes I think it's too much, that i'm not going to see the next day come around, and other times I truly feel as though i'm being dramatic.

Why is life so confusing?

"Oscar!" I raise an eyebrow and turn around facing where the voice came from. I smile as I see a tired looking Luke walking towards me. "So you really do live around here huh?" I hum as we begin walking together.

"Yeah, y-you thought I lied?" He smirks. "Just assumed you was being polite." I laugh nervously.

"An-anyways why aren't y-you driving to sc-school?" He shrugs and shoves his hands in his pocket.

"I don't really enjoy driving to be honest, I prefer walking. I don't live that far from school anyways and it's a nice morning." I hum and look around, it really is.

A small silence falls over us, one making me ask if it's awkward or comfortable. Maybe he's regretting coming up to me? he was probably trying to be polite and I mean people aren't exactly lining up to be my friend.

"You d-don't have to wa-walk with me, really I d-don't m-mind." He looks down and frowns at me.

"What do you mean? I'm walking with you aren't I? Nobodys forcing me. Wasn't I the one that walked up to you?" I nod and look away, my face turning red with embarrassment.