The Boy Who Cried Help

Chapter 3

So there's some pretty strong language in the last scene. I usually don't like to use strong language but I feel like if I didn't, it wouldn't be as intense as I wanted to portray. Hope you like it!

Chapter 3

My blood ran cold. I don't know how long I stared before I literally ran away in the opposite direction. Surprisingly I found the restroom and ran in slamming the door shut. I bent over leaning over the counter trying to catch my breath.

The door opened and I barely acknowledged it. I was too busy trying to control all the flash backs racing through my mind. Her orange hair flying through the wind adding to her slutty look and the way she moaned hammered throughout my mind. I was losing it and I could feel it. After a few minutes, my hyperventilating went down and I could finally move without shaking.

I heard a toilet flush and someone else joined me at the sink. Even though the shaking stopped, I was still trying to gain my equilibrium. "Dude, are you alright?" the guy asked. "Yeah, I'm cool," I said trying to look and sound normal. He raised his eyebrows at me and said "Well, I'm Paul and if my phone is right, we only have a minute to get to homeroom. Who do you have?" "Mr. Lighthouse." "Same here, we'd better get to class." We left the bathroom and I followed him to what I assumed was Mr. Lighthouse's classroom.

"Well it's nice of you to join us Mr. Carter and you..." he said looking at me trailing off glancing down at his roll sheet. "Palmer, Aiden Palmer," I said blankly. "Right, Mr. Palmer. I know you're new but I expect for you to show up promptly to my class." I nodded but rolled my eyes in my head.

"Please introduce yourself." Is he serious right now? Do I like I'm about to give them my life story? "I'm Aiden and I'm 17," I said still with a blank face. I guess since this school was relatively small, most of the teachers knew all the students by name, well except me since I'm new. I was on my way to the first empty seat I saw before Mr. Lighthouse could urge me to share more information with people who I wouldn't have more than a mandatory conversation with.

On my way down, I spotted redhead girl but instead of having flashbacks, all I felt was rage. I glared at her before taking a seat. For the rest of the class. I stared straight ahead with a blank look on my face. The second the bell rang, I sprang to my feet and dashed out of the room. Most of my classes were similar to that. I pretty much stuck out like a sore thumb.

Everyone already knew each other so I was pretty much the new, shiny toy everyone got. A bunch of people came up to me trying to be friendly but the last thing I need is someone prying into my personal life or someone who "cares." When a group of girls came up to me, it actually scared me a little bit. Never in my life have I seen so little clothing, so much make-up, and absence of dignity. And they thought that batting their eyelashes and trying to be seductive and shit was going to make me putty in their hands?

Hell no. Come to think of it, the only person I had exchanged more than a sentence with was Paul. It was time for lunch and I was planning on going off campus. I shoved my stuff into my locker and with my car keys in hand, I went into the direction of the exit. I was just about to open the doors when I heard a voice shout out "Where are you going?" I turned around and to my relief it was Paul. "I'm going to get some lunch."

"Well, I hate to break it to you but the cafeteria is that way," he said pointing in the exact opposite direction. "I'm going out to eat," I said mentally going over the fast food restaurants in the area. "We can't leave the campus," he said. I shrugged and walked out of the building. There was a Wendy's nearby so I went in the drive through and then straight back to school to make sure I didn't miss the next period.

Even though I'm aiming to be extremely antisocial, it doesn't mean I'm going to let my grades waste away. I got back and took my bag of food with me. I walked around to the other side of the building and found a secluded, grassy area to eat at. A few minutes into my lunch Paul came around the corner. "Oh, there you are. I thought you would be back by now."