How To Save A Life

Chapter 19

I wouldn't find out what Sean did to Scott for another week. And even then, not by Sean's choice. He stayed mum about what happened, refusing to speak on it and changing the topic anytime I brought it up. As worried as I was, I never bothered to check into it or contact Scott. I truly despised him.

But, my neglect to investigate the situation may have spawned from more than just my absolute disgust of Scott, I was also too preoccupied with Sean. After his fifth time refusing to talk about what happened, I stopped bringing it up and started enjoying our time together.

Over the course of the week Sean and I went on more spontaneous dates. I think Sean is one of those "live in the moment" people. If we weren't driving across town to a new restaurant with onion rings, we were playing laser tag or touring a museum. All fun dates that I really enjoyed, but none of them things I would have done on my own. Well, besides eating onion rings. I would certainly do that on my own. Normally, I wouldn't like spontaneity. I like set plans and I don't like to stray from them, part of my OCD I suppose. But when Sean is spontaneous it only makes me like him more. The whole thing confuses me, but then again, so does the rest of the human mind.

Mavis has been a bit on edge since the thing with Scott, but she's getting better. She cries everyday, but that happened occasionally before the Scott thing so I'm not too worried. She's also acting a bit strange, not really like herself anymore. I figure she's just becoming s different person, maybe a stronger one. I decided not to tell our parents what went down , that's her decision, but I did tell Dr. D. I wasn't sure if she would tell him and as much as I don't like him, I feel like this is important for him to know.

After all this, despite all of Sean's effort to keep it secret, I did find out what happened to Scott. I learned of the outcome on a trip to the super market, standing in the cereal aisle, trying to decide between Cheerios and Grapenuts.

I didn't notice him at first. I was too enthralled in my cereal debate-I'd been eating Grapenuts for a while, but was thinking of changing to Cheerios-to realize he was standing next to me. I sensed his presence, but it could have been anybody so I didn't think much about it. I probably wouldn't have ever realized he was there had he not said something to me.

"Funny seeing you here. Without your precious boyfriend anyway. I'd think you two were joined at the hip the way he dropped me the second you asked him to." Scott spits at me.

"What?" I mumble, confused not only by his words but also by his appearance.

Scotts left eye is dark purple, just starting to turn yellow on the edges, and extremely ugly. I'd always thought he was handsome, but with his eye darkened he looked hideous. How fitting, he's as ugly on the outside as he is on the inside.

"What do you mean 'What'? You took my best friend from me and now you're making him do your dirty work. Or more accurately, your sister's." Scott rages.

"I didn't make him do anything. If he stopped being your friend it was on his own accord. All I did was inform him of your actions." I state.

"Whatever. This is your fault. You and your sister. And ya know what? It's Sean's fault too. All of you working together to ruin my life. And for no reason."

"We weren't trying to ruin your life Scott. But what you did to my sister is unforgivable so I'd say it's pretty understandable if we were" I reply, trying to hide that fact that I'm freaking out internally.

"That's not true. I only spoke the truth. You're sister is a tease and she knows it." Sean accuses.

"A tease? Because she didn't sleep with you? Here's a crazy idea Scott: maybe not every girl wants to sleep with you. Maybe you looked to far into things with Mavis. Or maybe she just wanted to take things slower. Not just because of her anxiety, but also because she's a person and sometimes people want to take things slower. Why don't you get that?" I fume.

"Of course I know that. I'm not an idiot. But you, you just think you and your annoying sister are the most victimized kids in the world. Mommy and daddy don't love you and you might be crazy. Poor you. Well guess what? You are crazy. All of you. You're all fucking nuts." He seethes, his voice growing louder as he talks.

For a minute I just stood there stunned. I'd known he was a terrible person, but I never thought he'd use our mental illnesses against is in such a disgusting way. As if we have any control over that happens to us and how our minds work. But if I needed any proof that he was truly the worst person I'd ever met, this was it.

Scott continued to leak profanities and blame me for his issues, but I didn't hear any of it. I looked down at the two boxes of cereal in my hand, Cheerios and Grapenuts, and my choice immediately became clear. I put the Grapenuts back on the shelf and walked towards a cashier, ready to purchase my new cereal of choice.

After that day, I would never use the word nuts as a nickname again.

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I finished my final early and had half an hour of free time, so here's a new chapter. If I offended anybody with this chapter, I'm sincerely sorry. It was not written to offend anybody or make fun of any mental illness. I wrote it because I though Scott needed an ending and to show just how horrible a person he is. Also, I realize that most people do not treat people with mental disorders this way. I've personally never experienced anything on this level, but I know of people who have had encounters with really rude people in this way. That being said, I'm not here trying to convince everyone that people with mental illnesses are being mistreated because for the most part I don't believe they are. Anyway, let me know what you think of the chapter by commenting and voting. Thanks for reading!