.-• Kissable Scars.. •-. (Kazuscara<3) (honestly i suck at making titles)

Therapy session with Childe 🤭

~ Scaramouche POV ~
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Period four, the oh, so awful period.

Thank the lord we have a substitute teacher today, because I need to talk to Childe.

As much as I hate the brat, he's the only one who knows the whole story, and I need someone to console. I could always go to Mr. Sappy Maple, but there's a reason I'm calling him sappy. I also don't see him for the rest of the day (besides after school). Kazuha also doesn't know the whole story. I only explained it to Childe, and as awful as it was to reimburse myself back into the story and give myself nightmares for the entire next week, at least I have someone I can talk to. Even if that person is the most annoying person on the planet.

I gently smacked his head with my pencil, though, it wasn't really gently... "Hey asshole, we need to talk." I demanded, Childe looked at me with a somewhat confused expression. "It's about it." His face flashed with realization, before turning a bit solemn.

He cocked his head slightly to the side, encouraging me to talk. "You know Kazuha, right? The one from our Sixth period?" Childe's head moved up and down, his expression a bit more focused now. "I told him about... it... well, not exactly, but I told him who did it. Turns out, it's his childhood best friend."

"What?!" Childe whispered in a scream-like manner, his eyes wide. "You mean the person who did it was Kazuha's childhood best friend?!" Childe whispered once more.

I put my finger up to my mouth in a "shush" motion. "Yep. Anyways, he is trying to spread what happened that day, but backwards." I felt my face turn a little pale. I'm feeling sick just talking about it.

"Oh my god. Oh my god." Childe's eyes widened even more. Finally, someone understood how bad this was! Fucking Kazuha really thinks he can stand up to Heizou! He's so stupid sometimes, as smart as he seems. He should really just worry about himself. He's more valuable than me.

"I don't know what to do." I covered my face with my hands, groaning into them. I felt a hand on my shoulder. Ew. "Get your nasty ass hand off of me." I said, still covering my eyes. I felt the hand obediently pull alway at my command.

"Jesus." I could hear Childe complain about my sudden snap. Well fuck him if he wants to complain. I came here to rant, not for comfort. He can fuck off.

"And he mentioned it, in front of everyone around us in the cafeteria." I removed my hands from my face. " It's gonna be junior high all over again, Childe. I don't want that." I could feel the last part of my sentence come out weak.

"It's not going to turn out that way, Scaramouche. You'll be okay." I wanted to believe Childe's words, but I couldn't find comfort in them. There was no one to comfort me last time, why would I believe anyone who did this time.

"No I won't. I won't be okay." I felt my face twist, nothing was going to be okay. "I have to meet up with Heizou after school today." I could tell Childe went stiff, the air tensing around us.

I saw his expression, his eyebrows furrowed and his face scrunched up and wrinkled. Maybe he did care, but no matter how much he cared, I couldn't find comfort in it. "Do you need me to go with you?—"

"No. I'm going with Kazuha. It's his fault we're even in this mess." Even with the fact that it's Kazuha's fault I have to go confront Heizou and probably have my life ruined, I can't be mad at him. Not sure why.

It's definitely not because I like him. I already told myself I didn't, so I dont. I don't like, like him in that way. I'm not gay.

"My bad, you just want to go with your boyfriend~" God, even at a moment like this Childe wants to joke around. I swear to god I'm gonna hit him.

"Shut the fuck up." I snapped, silencing him. Guess even though we're not in middle junior high and the Fatui isn't a thing anymore, I suppose he still respects me because of the 'rankings' in the Fatui.

"To be honest, I heard people talking about you in the halls." Childe admitted. I'm not surprised, it's happened before, so why do I feel so dismayed?

"What did they say?" I already knew what they would say. The same things they already had been saying. The same things they said in junior high, and the same things they said at lunch.

"Whatever the hell he was saying about you. And people were also bringing up... how you acted in junior high. Before everything happened." Well fuck, that's going to be used against me, isn't it?

Cutting off my therapy session with Childe, the bell blared. I have next class with Childe, but we don't sit together, which isn't ideal. I also have the next class with Kazuha. Well, at least none of us sit near each other in fifth period.

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Words: 870

Usually I make it to 1000+ words each chapter, but I got a tad bit lazy tbh. Also, you guys don't deserve a 1000 words chapter, like istg if had waited any longer to post this chapter I think I would've gotten doxed. 😭 Anyways, sorry for the long wait. See you all next chapter!