i'm packed off to a boarding school in the middle of nowhere...oh and i dont think they're humans

i'm packed off to a boarding school in the middle of nowhere..oh and i don't think they're humans~14

I'm packed off to a boarding school in the middle of nowhere...oh and I don't think they're humans~14~

Recap from part 13:

Then, with me in the lead, we walked towards Blake's 'hospital' bed, only to find his face buried in his pillow and the area around the pillow were wet. What's happened to him? Severe running nose?

"Hey Blake," I managed in my friendly tone as I had used with the others. I shook his shoulders, and he shrank away from my hand, and I thought I heard a sniff. "Blake, are you okay?" This time I was worried. Slowly, I turned his shoulders so that his face would be facing me.

Tears covered his face.

Part 14

"BLAKE! ARE YOU OKAY?!" I shrieked, not used to seeing Blake in a vulnerable state like this.

He nodded, then flipped onto his side and curled up in a fetus position. He looked amazingly vulnerable. I could feel how he felt even without reading his mind. He must've heard what we had discussed just now, and might be feeling wretched and guilty about hurting us these past few days.

I don't intend to let him suffer alone. Not in any way would I want to see him suffer over his family and his friends. Something twisted in my heart.

Without thinking about the consequences, I pulled him up and hugged him gently, cupping his head to my shoulder to let him cry with all his might, and after this is over, he'll be okay...I guess.

I hadn't expected that he would hug me back, so when he really did, I was surprised, then smiled at myself for giving him a chance, pitying him for his family background, and for forgiving him even when he'd done a lot of damage to me.

"Shh...It's okay," I murmured softly as a mother would to her child.

"No, it's not," he wailed. "I've done a lot of bad things...to you and to the others. I can't control my jealousy of Aldrin, I can't contain the resentment I felt to Nick and the others. I can't even f*cking control my own life! Every whip, every punch, I resented them even more. Then, you came along. They treated you even better than how they had treated me in the past. It was like you were a queen, and I was just a woe-begotten man servant. I don't want that, and I came to hate you. That was why I attacked you while you all were sleeping. I thought by hurting you, I could come to be a little more happy, but I was wrong. Everyday I felt miserable, haunted by the fact that I had always thought that hurting others made me an intolerable evil monster like what my father is. Yet again, I sought to hurt you again, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I don't want to become...a monster."

"You're not." I was disturbed. What had been done to him exactly?

"Yeah, you're not. We believe that you're not a monster. You're just lost. Which can be rectified."

Blake looked up and saw the hand Aldrin had raised to him. Slowly but steadily, Blake raised one of his hand from around me and shook his hand. It was a moment so rare. One by one, Sam, Nick, Zelda, Kes and Kres went up to shake his hands.

Soon, instead of crying, Blake was beaming from ear to ear.

"Buddies?"

"YEAH!"

The 'hospital's' door opened. Ms Mourn, the same teacher from the office on my first day in school, poked her head in. "Quiet!" And she left while we burst out laughing.

"Okay to leave already, Blake?" Aldrin asked.

Blake peeled off the bandage covering his right arm to show a perfectly fine arm. "I'm okay."

Weird, the rate people here recover. This means there's something else I have to find out in this place, but not before washing the guys' clothing, including Blake's as I found out he had the same habits as the others in our apartment. For the first time, I don't feel dread overcoming me as I entered my room with Blake behind me. =)