Find your faith

Chapter 46: Aftermath ⚠️

This chapters contains mentions of blood. Reader discretion is advised.
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John's POV
3 Faith wasn't the same following an incident this distressing. Keqing has been warded in ICU thanks to a concussion from her fall and she suffered internal bleeding. There was basically no guarantee on her survival, even though they had enough blood donations for her at the hospital should she run low on blood. Thankfully, Mdm Yeo reassured us she'd keep us updated on her condition everytime she got an update.
Chloe's POV
This world is so unfair to me! I wish it would stop treating me like trash.

So not only do I have to go for detention and counselling weekly and on separate days respectively, I was given an iPhone 6 from the flee market with just WhatsApp on it. That means I'm disconnected from the things that make me happy: my art account and all my 10 editing groups that actually saw me as a person and not "Crystal's sister" alone. Everyone is staying back for super prestigious activities many times a week but my extra activities is just detention and counselling, which basically makes me super hated. What the fuck.

And I can't go out unless it's to learn anymore*. I had won a few art competitions that I didn't get their consent for too and they were super mad when they found winning letters from the mail. I had to travel overseas for two out of the five competitions I entered myself into. So it's my sister in the spotlight again now she's Melody the main character. Can't they see I'm basically a useless bitch that needs to prove herself worthy of her parents' love?!
Crystal's POV
Inside the staff room
Mdm Yeo: Due to the severity of the aftermath of Chloe's actions, we have decided to disqualify THE FAITHS and put in another lower secondary group in it.

Chloe: What?! That's not fair!! We are secondary 3 students, we are superior to them! And it's the first time we're ever having J-Pop as a dance form!

Mdm Yeo: You guys are seniors of the school, and that is no measure to your superiority. You are supposed to guide your juniors, but your CCA teacher reports you keeping to yourself all the time, forever doodling in your own world and barely contributing to any CCA activities.

Mr Lee: Besides, good dance is about self-expression and talent. But we can't always separate the art from the artist, or artists here. I heard from Mdm Yeo that your class has 4 relentless bullies that compare Crystal and Chloe together. Who knows what they'd do if we kept you in the show.

Mdm Yeo: I have heard good things about your dance, but talent is all useless when someone has done something this inhumane. I'm really disappointed in all of you. You guys had so much potential to become the next KCPGT champions.

Mr Lee: you're dismissed. I can't bear to see anyone's faces except John's anymore.
John's POV
Outside the staffroom
"FINALLY!" YZ declared when I got out of the staffroom. "We were wondering where you guys were!"

"We're being replaced," Daphne suddenly announced. "They think Chloe's actions were too severe to be in the finals. I mean, Keqing is in ICU now." Something just snapped in me. Chloe's actions had caused this fix and his disappointed look stuck with me. And it felt like he was just saying he wanted to see my face because he had to. I was part of his CCA after all.

Despite my friend's protests, I insisted I felt feverish and wanted to head home to rest. That wasn't near to the truth.

I trudged my way out of school, the whole conversation replaying in my head, his saddened face in my mind. And it felt like I heard the music in my ears again, and the good memories of our time with the group flashing in front of my eyes. The times we lifted one another up, cramming information in our heads when we should be eating...I was never going to see that happen again.

In my eyes, the memories kept playing in my eyes, and then they blurred. Taking out my glasses, I tried wiping the dirt in my eyes, but it turned out to be tears. Was I downplaying it all? If I was, why am I tearing up?

A lump formed in my throat when I turned around to see 8 point compass coming nearby. Making a dash for my life, I managed to hold back the tears for as long as I could. Putting my glasses back on, I looked out for my bus but by the time I ended up at the berth, the bus just left without.

"No!" I screeched, panting with all my might. All of a sudden, Nicole appeared right in front of me.

"John? Weren't you running a fever or something?" She asked out of innocent curiosity.

"Yea, I am! I just missed the bus because walking was such a pain, and ran because I didn't want to get distracted."

"Ok, fair enough. The fever chills must be strong, hmm? Actually, my mother asked me to get a drink for her. You rest well, ok?" I nodded, yet I felt like glass that was going to break. The glass near high frequencies, and the fact I had to wait for another 10 minutes for my bus didn't helped.

Plugging in my earbuds, I played "Love is Gone" on my phone and took out my glasses. Sitting on the railing, I propped my legs up with my bag and put my glasses on my lap. I could only bend down hopelessly as I took a deep breath in and started whimpering inconsolably. I'm supposed to be one of Mr Lee's better photographers. Not only am I the spin doctors president, but also head of logistics for photography. And I can't believe he doesn't care about me anymore. Like he looked so heartbroken while talking to me about the disbanding. I was supposed to be his everything! His CCA student, one of his "most successful dancers". But now I'm basically just one of sketchbooks he marks for WAs**. What have I done to deserve this?
*she means tuition or school
**For context: Mr Lee is an art person. He is not only an art teacher, but was in charge of the dance CCA and takes care of photography present day. And WA is a term test by the way.