Torn In-between

CHAPTER 3

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~Raven~
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Phew, finally someone came. So he doesn't even respect the principal. Wow, I got a lot of investigations to do.

"What caused the fight Davencourt?" The principal asked me when we reached his office.

"Oh, sir?"

"Why were you both fighting?"

"Sorry sir, you're missing something. He was literally beating me you know."

"Yeah but.....but you must have provoked him into it."

"Oh. So he's never at fault, great. Now I see what's going on."

"No..no, that's...that's not what I meant...I...."

"What? Mr Moore. Is it because his father has the biggest investment in your school? So you'll have to sacrifice your dignity and sense of justice for that?"

"You don't unders...."

"Spare me that crap!" I was beginning to get angry.
"You'll keep on harbouring evil as long as it benefits you. No wonder this whole school is dead, rotten, pollut...."

"Shut up young man!!" His face was totally pale. Still I don't care for someone who sacrifices others for personal gains.

"This is also as hard for me, if I could change anything I would but.... I don't have a choice here."

"Yeah you don't. Dogs were meant to obey their master's orders."

"Watch your words young man, or am not gonna care who your father is...."

"Fuck you man!!!" My dad is my weak point. I just hate it that people see me because of the bastard, I don't need his influence on my life. Unlike the dog sitting before me.

"I don't care what you do with George. Let me make this clear, we got nothing in common, and he is not my father."

I stood up and left the office with the principal in a shocked state.

Serves him right, old fool obeying someone he might be older than just for money. This guys are all sick and am already sick of this place.

I decided to take a walk and clear the anger on my head. With my hands in pocket I walked out of the school and followed the sidewalk, watching the scenario as cars and bikes zoom past, people going about their business.

Sometimes you become so obsessed with money and fame that you never get to enjoy what life truly means, I bet money was invented for the rich so they could further control the poor ones, fucking assholes.

As I was walking a little bump stopped me in my tracks, I looked down to see a child sitting on the floor trying to wipe their eyes. I bent to her level and discovered she was crying.

"Hey beautiful, what's the problem?" I gently stroked her back as she hiccuped.

"I hate her, I hate all of them."

"Ok, now. Will you tell me what happened?"

"Why couldn't she buy it?" She looked up at me and her blue eyes mesmerized me.

"She promised, now she's saying that she can't buy it anymore. I so much hate her."

"Who is she?"

"It's mum, she never buys me things. See now other kids are laughing at me. I don't even have good clothes, now she failed to buy me the ice cream she promised." She started sobbing again.
Then a lady came running with a panicked face, calling out to her. When she saw us, I saw the relief that flashed in her eyes before it was replaced by fear as she saw me, I gave her a big smile.