High school troubles (Completed)

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Delirious' pov
Luke and Evan are still arguing over something and it's tearing me down a lot because neither of them will tell me what they're fighting over. I just want them to be friends again. To laugh and joke and play with each other. Now it just seems like a competition to out best the other.

"Hey Delirious what's up? You look sad," Ohm said, sitting against the same tree I was. I let out a sad sigh and pulled my knees up to my chest, tightly wrapping my arms around them and burying my face into my jeans, my mask pressing against my skin.

"Guessing that means something's wrong. Come on, spill dude," Bryce said, standing in front of me.

"I just don't know what to do. They seemed perfectly fine and then now they're not. Was it because of me? It only went downhill after I came along," I said, tears welling up in my eyes.

"What do you mean?" Ohm asked, gently resting his hand on my shoulder. I squeezed my eyes shut, not letting the tears flow as I tried to remain calm.

"Vanoss and Cartoonz. They've been fighting ever since I went over for that gaming night and want tell me why. I just want them to be friends again..." my voice trailed off as the tears began to fall down my face. I'd only cried once before now and that was after the crash. You have to really mean a lot to me if I were to cry over you.

"I'm sure they'll work it out. They're just going through a disagreement," Ohm said, rubbing circles on my back to calm my tense, shaking body.

"I-I j-just d-don't g-get it," I said, my voice beginning to stutter as my thoughts wandered all over the place. I heard a high pitched beeping noise and knew I needed to collect myself before I lost myself.

"What's that noise?" Bryce asked concerned. I simply held up my arm, the sleeve of my blue hoodie falling down to reveal a small band on my wrist.

"I-it t-tells m-me wh-when I'm-m g-gett-ting t-too w-worked up-p," I managed to breath out, my vision flashing through closed eyes.

"What can we do to help?" Ohm asked immediately. I pointed to my bag and he instantly grabbed it and rummaged through, pulling out a small bottle of pills. After quickly reading the instructions he poured two pills out, handing them to me along with my water bottle.

I quickly  raised my mask just enough and swallowed the pills. taking big gulps of the water. I lowered my mask and a few minutes later my body stopped trembling. I could think and see clearly again. I took long steady breaths just in case before looking up at the curious and concerned faces of my friends.

"I got issues okay. I don't want to go into detail though," I said, looking away in shame. I felt like a hypocrite right now. I got upset when my friends didn't tell me why they were arguing and I'm not telling my friends why I just hand a weird seizure just now. I am a horrible person.

"It's okay Del, we know you wouldn't want to tell us something as personal as that. At least we know what we need to do in case that happens again. Just, how often does that happen?" Ohm said warmly.

"Ah, I used to get them all the time but now not as often. It was a surprise I had one at all actually. Guess I got attached to something," I mumbled the last part under my breath, too quiet for my friends to hear but thankfully they didn't ask.

"Well, at least you have the stuff to fix it if it does happen. Come on, the others will be here soon," Bryce said with a smile. Just as he did Vanoss climbed out of his car and strode over to us.

"Hey guys, what's up?" He said surprisingly cheerfully. He was wearing his sunglasses that covered his chocolate brown eyes but something didn't seem quite right. I quickly stepped forward and removed his glasses in one quick motion, gasping at the sight.

One of his eyes were completely black and swollen, barely even open. He tried to look away but I caught his face, worry flooding over me. His eyes dropped to the ground as I studied him, trying to find the answers to the questions I was too afraid to ask.

"What happened?" I was finally able to speak up. His eyes glossed over for a second before he shook me off slightly. I felt hurt but gave him his space.

"Nothing. It doesn't matter," he said with a mix of anger and... guilt? He strode off, disappearing in the school gates. I only stood staring at the door with helplessness as my heart tightened.

"Someone's in a bad mood," Luke's voice came from behind me. I spun around and saw him with his hood up. Felt my heart drop and knew he was trying to hide something as well.

"Take it off," I said quietly, motioning to his hood. He stood still for a moment before slowly removing it. My breath caught in my throat at the scratches across his neck and his busted lip.

"Don't even ask Delirious. I'm fine," Luke said before I could intervene. I opened my mouth to say something before closing it again, quickly putting the pieces together and knowing what had happened. My angry face fell to one of pain and sorrow behind my mask.

I turned around and walked away, not saying anything as I walked to class. I didn't like that they were arguing but now they actually physically hurt each other and I still don't even know their motivation to it. I feel like such a waste of space. If only I hadn't messed up at my old school I wouldn't have ruined things here.

If I can't do anything to help them then why am I even here?