When Asshole Meets God

Ashamed Of You

Roaming around each corner of the campus, with a sad expression printed on his face, Joel arrived at the Entrepreneurship classroom. Lurking everywhere finding clues and evidence that could help identify Alma's true identity. 

As for Joel, he already checked the park where Alma was sitting earlier that day. He found nothing which led him back to their classroom.

He looked at the seat where Alma sat, and there, he found something.

Shocked, surprised, felt disturbed, upset, Joel saw Alma's belongings. Yet he knew it was not hers. 

An expensive-looking luxurious black shoulder bag, a book that Alma was reading on, and a Mogala were all, on the surface, seemed to belong to her. Joel realized the first time he saw these things. He fully got an idea of who were the owners of these.

He approached them and gradually checked them to make sure himself if his assumption were true. And, he was right all along.

"Shit," Joel spoke out. Anger he felt, he grabbed the bag and put the books and the Mogala inside it. He brought them out of the classroom and left.

At the same time inside the student council's office, Alma was in and out of her own consciousness. Could not think properly as she was lying looking lifeless on the floor.

"Is she dying?" Kayce blurted out, asking as she was very concerned and worried about Alma's dire situation.

Cam, who stood from his crouching, looked at Kayce, confused. "What do you mean by that? Why are you asking us when you're the one who inflicted the attack on her? You should know what's happening because you're the one who did it," he said. 

Kayce did not know how to answer his question. "I don't know," she answered. "I've never used my powers against someone to this extent," she added as she was baffled by the blunder and seeing a poor woman who was seriously needing medical attention. "She needs help," she said as she approached Alma checking on her, tearing as she felt guilt.

Dylan, standing there the whole time, just watched everything. While Kayce slowly held to Alma's numb face with all the blood covering it. Her mouth also started to vomit blood, keeping herself composed even with the pain that radiates all around her body.

"We need to help her!" Kayce shouted at Cam, looking distressed under an angry resonance.

As Cam was walking away from Alma, giving space for Kayce to look after her, he stopped as he heard Kayce's plea. He looked at her and just stared. No words, no actions, just staring directly at Kayce.

Dylan saw this bizarre episode acted by Cam while bit by bit started to feel empathetic to Kayce's sensitive call for action. "Dude," he called for Cam trying to make him do her request. "The girl is dying," he added as he made sure Cam was seeing this grave situation.

Continuing to stare at Kayce's crying face while hearing Dylan's bidding, Cam gave in. "Alright," he said. "Dylan, get my Mobil. We'll take her to the hospital," he instructed Dylan to drive his Mobil and park it near the building so that they could easily carry Alma to it. Hearing this made Kayce feel calm as she focused herself on Alma.

Quickly, Dylan left the office and went directly to the parking lot after Cam handed him his Mobil's keys.

"I am sorry. I didn't mean to do this to you," Kayce said as she grabbed Alma's body and held her in her arms. "I am so sorry," she continued as she teared up.

Cam sat on the couch. With all these occurrences, out of the corner of his mind, he remembered something. Earlier this morning, he received an unexpected call which led him to wake up so early.