The Reason Why

Chapter 6

 And... Here it is!

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    "John!" His mom gasped. "What are you doing?"

"Mom!" John panted. He glanced at his dad. "W-why are you guys here?"

"We heard you got into detention and we found you here and then-John, what the hell?" John's dad exclaimed.

The boy in the ground spat blood out. "I'll tell you what the hell. I was just with this boy in detention and he attacked me, that's what!"

"That's not true!" John lied. "He attacked me first!"

His parents looked at him. John felt shame inside him but didn't let it show.

"I didn't do anything, I promise!" John said.

His mom sighed. "Look, John, we don't want anymore problems to deal with right now, so, please, explain honestly and properly once we get to the principal's office."

His parents lead their son to the principal's office along with the bleeding boy. Once they got there, they saw the boy's parents waiting.

The parents gasped in horror once they saw their son. They both ran to him.

"Oh, my poor boy!" His mom cooed. "Oh, what did he do to you?" She glanced at John. When she saw him, her face contorted into terror.

"Mark!" The mom gasped, turning to face her husband. "This is the boy Jim's parents are talking about! The one who sent Jim to the hospital, remember?"

John's parents huddled protectively around their son.

"Oh, yes, I remember!" The boy's dad, Mark, said. Then he glared at John. "Stay away from my son, you-you bully!"

"You've gone to far!" John's mom yelled. She charged at the boy's parents, while John's dad tried to pull her back.

"Children, please," said the principal to the parents, who had just entered the office. He looked rather like Albert Einstein, in John's opinion.

"Take a seat," the principal said warmly.

"I am not taking a seat," John's mom said stubbornly.

As they continued to argue, John pondered on what the boy's dad said.

Am I really a bully? John asked himself. He thought of what he had done to Jim, and to the boy in front of him. Was he really that cruel?

No, he thought firmly. Jim killed my brother, and the boy attacked me. I am not a bully.

But even if he said this in his head a hundred times, he still could not be sure. He felt pleasure in hurting both of them, sure, but did it mean he was a bully? John felt doubtful about everything since he transferred to this school.

Across the room, he could the see the boy smirking at him, despite all the wounds all over his body.

Once the parents and the principal were done arguing, the boy's parents shuffled off out of the office along with their son while their livid faces were staring daggers at John and his parents.

"Now..." The principal turned to look at John. "Care to explain what happened to Jason?" John supposed that was the boy's name.

"Well, you see, our son had issues in the past..." His dad began to explain everything involving his brother and Jim, but the principal interrupted.

"I know, I know. The principal from Olympus High told me everything," the principal said, waving them off. He then turned to John. "Maybe it's best for you to leave. We can't stop you from going to class."

"Isn't it better for our son to hear everything we're going to talk about?" John's dad questioned.

The principal shook his head. "We're cutting his classes. John, you may go back to your class."

Reluctantly, John headed outside the office, but did not head back to his class. Instead, he hung outside the office, hoping to catch something important his parents or this principal would mention about him.

It wasn't clear, but he was able to hear a few words along the lines of, "separating him," "danger to schoolmates," "has a problem," and a lot more phrases like that.

John was shocked. Does the principal think I have this... Mental disorder? Will he separate me from my schoolmates? He asked himself. He didn't want that. He didn't want other people to think he was a special kid or anything like that. In fact, he was afraid of it.

He leaned in closer, but just then, he heard the principal say, "Nice talking to you, Mr. and Mrs. Bradley. I hope to talk to the both of you more about John's condition."

John wanted to ponder on what he had just heard, but he had no time. He quickly rushed being a bin just in time as his parents exited the office.

Once they were gone, John thought about what the principal said. Condition? What the hell did he mean?

As John headed back to his class, he wondered about his parents. Are they hiding something from me? He thought. He remembered all the times his parents would be so secretive when he was little. Could this have something to do with it?

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Don't judge my terrible writing skills.