Vixy Wilde {A Zootopia Fanfiction}[COMPLETED]✔️

Chapter 12: What Is He Hiding?

(Vixy's POV)

Well, we're back in Satan's Dungeon they call school. I'm actually doing much better than I was almost about a few weeks since I let it all out. I'm still depressed, but at least life is less bitchy. Uncle Nick is trying to get less shifts at night so that way he's home every night, Vivian's acting more like her sarcastic self, I think everything's starting to go well.

The teachers aren't as bitchy as this year; well, except for our social studies teacher, a wolf name Mr. Cloud......don't ask.

Well, at least science is interesting. I'm actually liking our teacher. I'm serious, the first day of school, he said that we could call him, and I quote, 'OUR LORD AND SAVIOR!' Aaron and I burst out laughing.

Oh, right, Aaron and I have half of the same classes together. He's more athletic than I am, so of course, he's doing P.E all four years of high school.

However, today, the second week of school, I had a feeling that I was going to raise my voice at one of my friends. And, big surprise, I did.

Aaron and I were in the last ten minutes of biology and our teacher, Mr. Sun, turned us loose for the rest of class. Most of the students got on their phones or started talking. But Aaron and I started up on out homework from him, both of us listening to Les Mis from my phone since Aaron's didn't even charge last night. 

As I was finishing, I glanced over at Aaron and noticed something on one of his arms. Just barely, I could see scars, like, blade scars on his arms. 

'Is he trying to commit suicide?' I thought. Since I was almost done and could finish the last question later, I decided to ask.

"Hey, Aaron." I said. He looked up from his worksheet and looked at me? "Yeah?" he asked.

I glanced at his arm again before looking back at him. "Are you okay? Your arm is-"

"It's nothing! I'm fine!" he said instantly lowered his sleeve and covered his arm.

I slightly flinched at his sudden defensiveness.

The bell rang and Aaron quickly left the classroom. I followed him, my tail twitching.

"Aaron!" I called out after calling his name three or four times. The maned-wolf fox stopped and turned around. "What?"

I sighed. "I saw cuts on your arm. Are you sure you're okay?" I asked.

I saw Aaron's fur bristled. "Can you stop poking your nose in my business Vix! I don't want to talk about it!" he snarled and stormed off to PE. I huffed in annoyance, ignoring how hurt I felt, and walked off to my next class, wondering what was going on with Aaron in the back of my head.