Metanoia, a Ghost Bird Fanfic

15 years

;_;

So this is a sad chapter, spoilers. If you were having a good day... sorry.

But guys soon it'll be happy I PROMISE

I didn't like writing it but it's necessary for the story! DX

Sooooo ummmm, trigger warning... there's violence. And abuse. Also strong language. Because Sang's mom is a horrible person.

But I'll put **stars** before and after it. DONT BE MAD AT ME comfort will come in the next chapter :3

XD I'm so excited for the next chapter. SO DONT GIVE UP ON THIS FANFICTION ^-^

Anyways enjoy i guess

------------Recap---------------

"For what it's worth I never meant for anyone to get hurt. But I saw Gabriel was in trouble, I lost my temper." I say honestly, "All repercussions aside, they got what they had coming Mr. Blackbourne, expel me if you want I'm not just going to watch as people are hurt."

Something flickers in Mr. Blackbourne's steel eyes but I don't try to translate it.

For a moment I wonder if I apply the same rules with myself. If I'd defend myself like I'm prepared to fight for someone I just met.

My mind flashes to memories of my mother, her punishments, I shudder. I think back to what Nathan did, I feel myself fray remembering what he must think of me.

I'm a monster, I deserve it.

Now is not the time anyways....

"Now where's the restroom?" I ask.

-------------present time-------------

"We're not expelling you Pookie," Sean chimes. Despite his tone he looks uneasy, like he has more to say. I'm grateful when his eyes flash to Owen over my head, some looks are exchanged and Sean drops whatever he wanted to add.

I decide to not question how they were able to have a conversation with just their eyes.

"You can use this bathroom, it comes with the hospital room." Kota says, gesturing to a door about four feet from the actual exit. I was hoping I could use the one in the hall as escape would be easier but I'll have to settle.

I walk towards it, their stares heavy on my back.

Stepping into the bathroom and locking the door I instantly feel more clear headed even with only a door separating us, their attention makes me dizzy and just being in the same room with them fogs my brain and makes my fangs ache. Especially all nine of them.

The bathroom is small and meant for only one person, the only door going back to the school's hospital room. There's one toilet and sink, no windows and no place to hide. But there is a air duct on the ceiling right above the toilet, seeing no alternative I get to work quickly.

Climbing onto the back of the toilet I examine the vent, its not running which is no surprise, I doubt many things still are in this building.

I briefly wonder how much trouble I'll be in for climbing through the school vents, there are 9 people who know i did it, it's not like I can escape blame.

I try not to think about it, going back isn't an option. Mr. Blackbourne obviously isn't going to stop asking questions and I don't know how to lie to him, and it's not like I can tell the truth.

Yes, I would rather climb through a metal death trap on the ceiling than talk to someone. Even though I'll have to see them all again tomorrow.

I should get a medal; 'antisocial of the year'.