"Thomas?...."
"Thomas..."
"THOMAS!!"
My eyes snapped open to see the teacher standing over me, her arms crossed. The whole class turned to look, while I sat there like an idiot falling asleep. I realized the state I was in, and quickly shot up in my seat.
"S-sorry miss....I uh...didn't get much sleep last night.." I mumbled. She look at me annoyed, and strutted back to her desk. I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. Trying to focus on whatever the hell the teacher was talking about. But I couldn't really concentrate, so I asked to go to the bathroom and walked down the hall.
I lost all faith in my so called friend, he had tricked me and I had enough of playing his games. So after memorizing his schedule, and his behavior within this time period, I walked towards his locker to wait for him. Soon after, he left his classroom and headed to his locker. He froze when he saw me, hesitated, then continued to walk to the locker. He reached for the handle when I swung my arm in front of him, blocking him from the handle. He looked at me with wide eyes, and smirked.
"What is it Thomas?" He asked with annoyance. He crossed his arms and leaned onto his side.
"What the hell did you do to me commie?I can't sleep, I can't eat, I can't even fucking walk straight....all this shit started after I left your god damn house.... I don't know why, but I know you had something to do with this...tell me what's going on" I spoke sternly to him. He though for a minute before smiling and placing a hand on my shoulder.
"I did what I had to do...you might've been our experiment, but your still MY friend, no matter what... I was even planning on staying with you, to help you through this, once the project was over, we could find a way to revert you back to your normal self-"
"Normal self?"
He froze, opening his mouth to speak once more, but nothing came out. He soon retreated by holding his arms and lowering his head. "Gotcha Fucker"
"Y-yes.... normal self, your aren't normal, not anymore..." he said, regret filling his voice. He sighed and patted me on the back. "I hope you understand why I had to do what I did."
I swatted away his hand, looking at him with confusion written all over my face. He gripped my shoulders and leaned closer to my ear.
"I didn't want to do it Thomas...but they needed me..you wouldn't understand...just trust me on this.." he whispered, his breath hitting my ear. He smiled and patted my shoulder once more.
"I'll give some time for you to get a custom to your new powers." He said with a wink, then walked off back into his classroom. I stood there in shock and once again, confusion.
"New Powers?"
Suddenly my phone buzzed, reading a text from tord.
Say valmudrap to activate your powers, don't ask me why just do it. Kay?
I stared at the text for a minute.
"What the hell is valmudrap?"
Just then I felt an enormous headache form, causing me to fall to the ground in pain, my claws returned, and so did the purple ooze and mist pouring out of my sockets. I screamed in pain, as my voice became contorted and low. Large fangs began to push their way out, causing even more pain. A long purple tail grew from my backside, falling onto the floor with a loud thud. I opened my eyes, seeing nothing but purple, I ran a hand through my hair only to find two small horns poking their way out of my skull. I started breathing rapidly, worried of hyperventilating, until I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around to see tord standing there with a worried look. He urgently picked me up and pushed me into the nearby janitors closet.
"The fuck is wrong with you?! I didn't mean for you to say it now!!" He yelled, trying his best to keep quiet. I stared at him with wide and angry eyes, trying to imaginarily punch him in the eye. He sighed and motioned his finger towards me. I leaned down, both of us now being eye level height. He scanned me for a minute, all he did was look at me and then sighed again.
"We're going to get through this OK?" He said with a reassuring smile, but in his eyes I knew he was lying. I thought about everything he's done to me. Every trick, Every lie, every deceive, and yet I still listen to him. I don't know why maybe it's love? Maybe ignorance... he placed both of his hands on either sides of my cheeks, once again smiling reassuringly, trying to make sure that I was calm. I couldn't help but smile back, I knew he wasn't trying to hurt me but I didn't know if I could trust him or not. He's deceived me and lied to me far too many times, but looking at him now, trying to help me, making sure that I'm OK, I don't know what I'm feeling, but it's a feeling I never want to let go of.... from the first time I came to this dreaded school, I had nobody... But him... Strangely enough, getting his ass kicked kind of showed me what kind of guy he really was... He may have not of been the strongest or the bravest, that you showed me perseverance, he showed me kindness, something I've never gotten from any other person... It's all clear now...
I loved this boy...
I leaned in closer, our noses barely grazing. His eyes widened but he didn't refuse. Our lips connected and we shared heated kiss, his eyes slowly shut as he sunk it all in. My eyes soon closed, and I took the moment to truly saver what was happening.
It was actually happening.....
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His Pain, His Savior
FanfictionTom Ridgewell is a young juvenile capable of nothing else but fucking up. So his parents decide to send him to a special place named "Holloway Academy". After a while, he runs into another boy, too shy to talk, and always hiding behind his 'rather l...