You had fallen asleep right there on the floor, barely being able to move yourself to your bed. Your phone alarm woke you up for school the next morning, you groaned and winced as you forced yourself into a sitting position and with a shaking hand you turned the alarm off. You noticed several texts from the students at school, one being from Noctis asking if you made it home safe , one from Ventus saying he looked forward to seeing you at school, and one last text from Axel just saying good morning. You turned your phone off and begrudgingly prepared yourself for school, packing extra outfits as you didn't plan on going home immediately after school anymore.
Your eyes averted everyone and stared at the ground once more. You realized your emotions would be a constant roller coaster for as long as you lived with Rufus. You wanted so much to be able to treat those people with kindness and respect, but after last night's events you found yourself pushing everyone away again. During your morning classes you kept your head low, avoiding the four boys you encountered. They seemed hurt, but also never pushed a conversation and focused on class instead. It hurt to even sit as pressing your back up against the seat put pressure on the bruises.
After the third period bell you darted out of science before Sora or Axel could catch you. Keeping your head low you made your way outside, being one of the first people to make it to the cafeteria so no one could encourage you to sit with them today. Instead of sitting at the tables, you found a cozy tree off to the side of the basketball court and sat there instead. You sat quite aways from everyone and watched them begin to file outside before long. With a wince you turned to take your bag off, pulling out your book and attempting to read it once more. You got a few minutes of reading in before a shadow casted over the words. You couldn't prevent yourself from jumping in fear and your eyes darted up, pushing yourself against the tree as much as possible.
Vanitas stood before you, one hand in his pocket and the other holding his bag that was slung over his shoulder. He seemed exhausted, you noticed bags under his eyes as he chewed a piece of gum.
"You aren't sitting with them today?" He asked impassively.
You simply shook your head, deciding not to give him a clear answer. He was cunning, and he didn't need to know what happened last night. However considering his wit he seemed to know immediately that something was wrong as he plopped himself beside you, casually offering some gum your way. You took a piece, putting it into your mouth without looking at him.
"I don't think I showed up on time, but Seifer didn't hurt you too did he?" When you shook your head Vanitas continued.
"Then who did this to you?"
You stiffened and looked down, realizing part of a bruise was showing from your collar bone. You quickly straightened your uniform tie and covered it again before lifting your book to cover your face. Your lip quivered with embarrassment. You couldn't believe you were careless enough to let him see. He didn't need to know. He didn't need to deal with this right now. He needed to leave and mind his business.
His fingers appeared from the top of your book, pulling it down to your lap. Your eyes filled with tears but you refused to let them fall. His own eyes showed disquietude as they narrowed , but eventually relaxed as they ended up softening with concern.
"You shouldn't be here. Let's go somewhere."
You gasped and watched as he stood to his feet. Most of his back was facing you, but he turned just enough to be able to outstretch his hand towards you with an opened palm. As you lifted your head the two of you made eye contact and you watched as a slight breeze had his hair gently blowing in the wind, the sun shining around him. Despite his usual demeanor, he seemed so amiable in this moment as he was warmly smiling at you as if he was letting you know you were safe with him.
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