my "friend"

5

Next Morning, I was getting ready for school. Marco came out, he was wearing a black kuromi long sleeve sweater and purple skirt. he wore white stockings underneath with pink sneakers.

he had a blinging purple pacifier with kuromi on it. it had the words, mischievious on it.

-time skip-

we were at school and Marco was holding his strawberry cow plushie and sucking on his pacifier. while walking in the school corridors, Mr Smith walked past, he said happily, "Jean, I just want to congratulate you and Connie for finishing your projects first."

then Marco started crying again, and he also wet himself again. I said quickly, "thanks Mr Smith."

I had to drag Marco to the bathroom, I asked softly, "what is wrong with you? ever day at school you end up wetting your pants and ball your eyes out. you are 16, do you need to wear diapers as well?!"

Marco shook his head, I felt sorry for him because he doesn't deserve to suffer like this everyday.

-time skip-

It was lunchtime and I took Marco to the school's bakery. I got him a strawberry, white chocolate and amaretti trifle.

I also got him his usual strawberry milk. We both sat under the cherry blossom tree like we always do. he sat with his knees up to his chest and he was cuddling his strawberry cow.

I noticed he wasn't eating, I asked, "are you ok?"

Then I noticed Mr Smith walking towards us, He said calmly, "how are you doing Jean?"

Marco, for the second time today wet his pants.  This time though, it looked worse than last time. It was a bright pink colour, it was dripping from his crotch, it was pretty gross.

Mr Smith asked calmly, "Marco, it's been a while since I've seen you. also why are you wetting yourself today?"
Marco kept sobbing.
he suddenly started to scream, "don't touch me! please!"

Marco ran off. I got up and said, "I should take care of him."

Mr Smith grabbed my wrist extremely tightly and said in a dark voice, "I will do it."

another teacher was walking around which made Erwin let go of me. I immediately ran to the bathroom where Marco was.

when I entered the bathroom, I could hear Marco wailing. the bathroom mirrors were smashed and the light bulbs kinda exploded.

I followed Marco's cries. I opened one of the bathroom stalls and saw him on the floor hysterically crying. to be honest Marco smelt like urine and sweat. it was repulsive, I said softly, "come on Marco! let's take a quick shower."

Marco continued to scream and cry.  I gently lifted him up and led him to the shower.

Marco stood in front of the door, so I pushed him in and locked it behind him. When I came back, Marco was standing under the water letting it wash the tears away from his face, but they fell faster than before.

I looked down and noticed his hands were full of blood, I asked, "how much did you cut yourself?"

I helped him sit down and then I washed his hands with a warm towel and wrapped his hands in cotton balls to stop the bleeding. I looked at his cuts, he has 3 deep cuts on his right arm.

"Why did you hurt yourself like this? what made you do this?"

He sobbed, "the monster."