The Reaper

Chapter 9: Paint It Black

Jeremy POV 

We were at home. Peter and Ned were out somewhere and so was Aunt May and Caroline considering they were out food shopping. And I was sat in our living room bored out of my mind.  I tried watching TV only worked for so long, I tried cooking I didn't even have the ingredients, and I tried making a house out of cards I didn't have the patience. So now I was throwing a baseball in the air and catching it to amuse myself, fun. 

"Jer I'm home!!" Shouted Caroline when she opened the door and I shouted with joy, someone to relieve me of my boredom. "I didn't grab much since it's only us and most of the time we go to the Parkers" she said and I started helping her unpack the 2 shopping bags she did have. "Also we need to have a serious conversation" she stated and I looked at her in confusion, what the hell she talking about?

"What do you mean?" I asked her whilst putting fruit into the small fridge that cane with the apartment. 

"I've signed you up for counselling at the school" she said and I just stared, dripping the peaches I was holding. "Look I can only help you so much and I think it would be good for you" She said trying to justify herself and she picked up the peaches and kissed my cheek as she walked past me, out of the apartment. 

"Hey we are not done with this conversation it hasn't even really begun" I shouted after her as we made our way to the Parkers. "Caroline why would you do that I'm perfectly fine" I said trying to justify why I DIDN'T need counselling. 

"Oh yeah say that to the plates I've had to throw away because you smashed them in anger" she said and I saw everyone's curious looks. "Your going and that is final starting Monday morning" She commanded and I jut flopped onto the couch. "Pouting won't get you anywhere" 

"No but it sure as hell will make me feel better"

-TIMESKIP- 

"Mr. Gilbert I'm struggling to see why you need to be here" Said the counsellor 10 minuted into our first session. 

"Okay first off childhood trauma, secondly anger management issue and thirdly.... well I don't have a third but you get my point" Said Caroline in outrage bursting into the counsellors office, she must have been listening. "So you make this easier on the nice ocounsellor lady and I'll convince Aunt May to make you some of those cookies" she bribed and god that women knew the way to my heart. 

"So when I was 3 I was beaten for the first time and then I was beaten everyday until I was 13 and I escaped and came to America" I Said to the counsellor lady and she just looked up, shock or confusion it was hard to tell. 

"Maybe you should see someone with more experience in that department" she said and grabbed a piece of paper and stamped it. "Dismissed Mr. Gilbert and please don't bother showing up for another session" she pleaded and I nodded taking the paper and walking out of the office Caroline falling into step with me when I started waking down the hall. 

"So you have so many issues that a school counsellor can't help you" She said and I nodded. "What a Bitch I mean what if all that trauma made you want to hurt yourself or something and she could ha e prevented it by putting in that little bit of time" she said and I nodded my head in agreement, god that women needed to get a degree in psychology. "Maybe we should do like home counselling me, you, the Parkers and Ned?" She said and I immediately shook my head. 

"No they are not knowing anything they can know I'm Russian but anything else nope, not happening, no sir-e" I protested and ran outside the school building before she could protest. 

So I do trust the Parkers and Ned that isn't the problem it's just that I do t want them to see me as a monster afterwards. Everyone at the Red Room avoided me because THEY thought I was a monster. I mean among those sorts of people it's pretty hard to get that sort of reputation but I managed it. It's just I value the friendship I have with them all and things between me and Peter aren't as awkward, Well on Peters end, as they were after what happened and things are finally back to normal. For once I have a stable life which I do t want to ruin by telling them, I'm sure Caroline understands that I mean come on she didn't tell her mother she was a vampire for this very reason. 

So I hadn't noticed that I'd gotten on my bike and was just cruising around until my train of thought stopped. I was mapping out a route to take to get back to the school and I started driving, green light may I add, when I heard a loud horn from Well all around me. 

And then I felt the pain.