Chapter Nine

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After becoming absolutely dazed by Dan, and also simultaneously petrified by Eden, I soon realized that I had forgotten my science textbook in my locker on the other side of the school from my destination.

I reached my locker in the empty halls. The scenery was almost eerie, like there was some kind of evil force, or danger. But I had my mind on other things. All of these thoughts were causing my mind to swirl into a terrifying void of horror. I just felt overwhelmed by everything.

I start to a speed walk so I wasn't late for class, though everything still seems off. I stop my pace and stand silently, as I felt a presence behind me, a rather large presence at that.

I swing my light body around to face whoever, or whatever it was, books still in hand. My crystal blue eyes widen, and my pupils dilate dramatically. Just my damn luck...

Its 'the bulldozer' at least that's what everybody calls him. His real name isn't very intimidating, Patrick. I take a step back. Bad move, right into a locker. This just gives him a chance to move in closer to give me his signature death stare. I've had to deal with him before, until Eden stood up for me, -we were young-. Bulldozer has a very selective group of people that he likes to deprave. Yeah people like me... the gays.

"Is it true Lester?" He puffs.

"What do you mean?" I ask like I don't know.

"Are running around, hand in hand with guys now?" He is even more bloodcurdling than I can recall. The back of my neck heats up. It does this whenever I know I'm in trouble or when I am guilty, and I defiantly know that I am not guilty of anything.

He smirks unethically and breaths out a sharp breath. "Pathetic.." He kicks my shin hard.

I wince and drop my books, but try not to react like it was that painful. That kick was unfortunately followed by more, and more. I eventually give in and grab a hold of my shins, now sitting down, tears scattered down my pale cheeks.

The bulldozer takes this to his advantage and starts to kick and punch various soft spots on my torso, legs, and eventually my head. I gasp audibly, which was followed by a cry of pain. Than boisterous sobs. This is just what he wanted, why cant I just keep my damn mouth shut?

In these kind of situations I try and shut everything out. My hearing, my sense of feeling, and shut my eyes tightly. I wouldn't be surprised if he had been doing this throughout my entire science lesson. Maybe if anybody realised that I was gone, they would come looking for me.

To my surprise The Bulldozer stopped rather suddenly. I slowly opened my now red and tearful eyes when I am shocked to see a boy jumping onto his back and pulling his shirt over his eyes. It was a really smart thing to do as he eventually lost his balance and fell onto his side, the boy still on his back, but he was unharmed.

My vision is hazy but I could tell by his coffee bean scent that it was in fact Dan pulling me into a caring hug, being very careful not to touch sensitive places. I could feel him clutching onto my sweater, drenching it in tears. Although with me being in the weak state that I am, I couldn't hug back.

"Phil, Phil, Phil, Phil, Phil." He repeated at an alarming pace. "Are you alright to walk?"

I sob into his embrace and shake my head, even though I hadn't tried yet I already knew the answer. Bulldozer picks himself up and says something to Dan. Despite the fact that I hadn't head what he said, by Dan's reaction I could tell that it wasn't pleasant.

He clutches onto my jumper once more. "I'm going to have to carry you home, alright?" Dan seems even more worried than myself at the moment. But what I am wondering is, how did he know where I was? How did he even have the slightest idea that I might have been in trouble?

I spread out my arms for him to pick my light, skinny body up. Once he has me standing, my knees give out and I almost fall before Dan wraps his arms around my torso. "Looks like I'm going to have to carry you home?"

I nod lazily into his chest as he pulls up my legs and holds them in one arm, with my upper half in the other. He grunts as he slightly repositions his left arm to be more comfortable. I just cant help but wonder how he knew where I was or what was going on. That kind of thing only happens in movies and TV shows. Certainty not realistic, but truly amazing.


It a long journey home. Probably much longer for Dan as all he was breathing rather heavily, as he is kind of out of shape to be honest. Although, so am I.

He kicks my front door open and slides out of his shoes. He brought his backpack home, as well as mine. He was wearing one on either shoulder. I could feel a rush of relief spread through me when he sets me down gently on the couch, and heads towards the empty kitchen for a damp rag.

He enters the living room again and places the towel on my forehead, while simultaneously and carelessly dropping our school bags at his ankles. I can feel Dan start to dab around the cuts on my cheekbones, and I wince at the cold temperature and stinging. "You're alright love, I'm sorry for hurting you but this is kind of nesacery..." He whispers reassuringly.

I take a deep breath "How did you know where I was, or that I was in trouble?"

"Eden. She saw you in the hall on her way back from the Lou and told me that 'Bulldozer' was approaching you. She knew that she couldn't fight him off herself so she came running for me." Dan says casually, likes its no big deal.

"She came running?" I ask, not believing a word that had spilled out of his mouth.

"She did.." He pauses. "Why do you call him Bulldozer anyways?"

"He selectively destroys anybody that does not please him." I chuckle darkly.

"Oh, I don't understand how you could possibly be displeasing to anybody." He giggles.

I smile for real this time, and open my eyes to be met by Dan's brown ones, which were completely dilated. "Oh geez, now how am I supposed to focus on fixing your face?" He laughs.

"What do you mean, Daniel."

"Well have you seen your eyes? They're like crystals. How do you expect me to focus?"




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