When LOVE and DEATH Collide

Chapter 10 - I'll stand by you

"I wanted to help that's all, how can you not understand that" – Katie

I've known that Stan had helped me explained what really happened during the incident of me and his friends. And as I've heard he was caught of his connivance to the plan his friends had on me. I've discerned in my memory that he was there but never put his arms on me. The least that I can do is to convince the administrator about this thing.

I was heading to the administrator's office when I suddenly crossed path with Stan and because of what he had done for me I feel like I should thank him for that. When he was about to pass me I've approached him.

"Stan, ahm—I would like to ah—thank you for clearing things out—and sorry because it turned out that—"

"That I was going to be punished too? You know what just get away from me and I'm done with you." He muttered before I can finished what I was about to say.

"I don't want that to happen, I was going ah—at least clear your name and—"

"And what?! You think doing that will make me feel any better? Hold on to that, it's not gonna happen!" He almost screamed when he said that, I was just going to help, why he can't understand that! He passed through me and leaves me there standing. He's mad and that's because of me again.

Even though he was not appreciative of what I'm going to do, I still have to try this. I've talked to the administrator about the stand of Stan on what had happened, and I have convinced him that Stan has nothing to do with this. At first he thinks that it will be unfair, but I said that it would be unfair with Stan also. If he was on to beating me, he would not dare to deliver me to the hospital. I cried begging that he should spare him and let him be. When I persuaded the administrator, I was relief and very thankful to the point that I can hugged Ms. Fords.

I was heading to my class when suddenly Stan face hit me with the thought that I don't wanna see you, so I decided to just spend my time in the bench near the garden. I think that it would know be my safe haven. I got envious with the flowers and plants; they lived because of a sole purpose of adding beauty to the surroundings, whereas I lived to add misery to those people around me. Is Stan really right when he said that I am a walking disaster? I don't want to ruin anybody's life not now, not ever.