Mr. Cupid

Chapter 21

After sitting here in the library for about 20 minutes, I've gotten bored. It's not very lively and fun when Ms. Ambrosia is somewhere else. And I've found a really bad urge to pee.

So, after a few minutes of mentally arguing with myself on if I should go use the restroom or eat another donut, the donut argument ended up losing.

I got up out of the vEry comfortable desk chair, and trudged into the hallway. As I rounded the corner and came closer to the bathroom I felt a presence suddenly right behind me.

"Boo." A deep and raspy voice whispered, right next to my ear.

I jumped and nearly fell on my ass from turning around so quickly. "P-Peter?!" I questioned, a little taken aback.

"Surprise." Peter chuckled lowly. I furrowed my eyebrows, a little frightened at how he was acting, and a lot frightened on how scruffy he was. His eyes were dark, and his hair was a mess. His voice was just as scruffy as his appearance, like he was at the edge of losing it.

"The fuck do you want?" I demanded, more angry now that I realized who it was.

"Oh yeah thanks for asking. I actually wanted to talk to you about that." Peter then roughly grabbed my arm and dragged me under a staircase, shoving me forcefully against a wall. He had me between him and the wall in a moderately cramped place.I was trapped.

"Peter, what the hell is wrong with you?" I shoved his shoulders in an attempt to get him away from me, but he grabbed my wrists and pinned them on either side of my head.

"You. That's what's wrong with me, Caleb. It's always been you." Peter snarled into my ear. I felt tears prick at my eyes.

"Leave me alone, Peter." I pleaded, voice quivering. He let out a low maniacal chuckle.

"And why would I do that?" He questioned in a sadistically playful tone. "Ever since Daniel showed up again, he took you from me. Do you know how I felt?" He grabbed both my wrists and pinned them above my head with one hand, and used his other to slowly trace down the side of my body. The tears that were welling up in my eyes soon spilled over like an overflowed sink. "He ruined me once. He's not going to do it again. It's my turn now."

His free hand made its way down, behind me, groping. I bit my lip to distract myself from it. I didn't want to think about it. I didn't want it. I don't want this. I can't do anything about it.

"Peter... p-please stop i-it." I cried. He brought his hand up to my face and wiped away some tears with his thumb.

"Don't cry. It'll just turn me on more." Peters expression suddenly changed from a sinister pleased one to one that was shocked, then he was forced off of me and thrown against a different wall.

"I thought he told you to fuck off you sick fuck." I heard a deep voice snarl, coated in venom. I slid down the wall, my body suddenly heavy and drained. I looked up to see Daniel standing over Peter, who was on the ground slowly getting up.

"What impeccable timing, Dach. Did your ears burn? We were just talking about you." Peter said, stumbling onto his feet and towards Daniel. He took a fist full of Daniels shirt. "What makes you think it's a good idea sticking your nose into other people's business. And for the second time, too. Don't you ever learn?!" Peter snarled into Daniels face.

Daniel just replied with shoving Peter off of him, clenching a fist afterwards. "The last time may have not been my business, but this time it sure as hell is." He shot with his voice quivering in rage.

"Aaawwwwhhhh!" Peter cried. "It looks like the big bad wolf has fallen for the pink sheep! How delightful!" Peter taunted. "Let's just hope it's not a repeat of last time." He smirked at the last sentence.

I saw Daniels fists start to shake violently. Then, Daniel lunged himself towards Peter. Rage had overtaken him.

A look of surprise passed Peters face as Daniel shoved him into a wall, landing punches on Peter, sloppily but hard. Punch after punch kept raining down on him, one more fiercer than the last.

Peter soon started fighting back after the initial shock, and kicked Daniel in the crotch, making him stumble back, wincing in pain.

"Cheap shot, you dirt bag." Daniel growled out, teeth clenched.

Peter composed himself, wiping away some blood dripping from between his lips. "Sloppy. Don't you know how to throw a punch, Dach? How pathetic." Peter chuckled with a sneer.

Daniel straightened up after that last blow with a scowl resting upon his features. Daniel charged Peter again, but this time Peter wasn't that surprised.

Peter ducked down and tripped Daniel, making him stumble into a water fountain.

I was in shock. I couldn't move yet I was shaking violently. I couldn't do anything to stop them. I couldn't do anything to help Daniel. I felt useless.

"Please... s-stop. Don't f-fight." I whispered. It was too quiet for them to hear though. I started sobbing, wanting them so desperately to stop.

Peter grabbed a fist full of Daniel's hair, tugging it so Daniel's head was straight. "You never learn do you?" Peter growled into his ear.

"Fuck off!" Daniel yelled, completely outraged. Daniel swung his elbow towards Peters mouth, hitting him. Blood sprayed out of his mouth, hard breaths were cut off in an instant.

Peter spat a glob of blood onto the floor, along with a tooth. Peter then brought his glare back up to meet Daniels. Peter was the one to lunge towards Daniel this time, shoving him back into the fountain and punching him in the side of the head. Peter then kneed Daniel in the stomach, making him collapse to the floor in pain.

Peter was taking ragged breaths, then kicked Daniel while he was down, again, and again, and again.

A wheezy laugh escaped Peter. "That's all you've got, Dach? I was expecting more of you." Peter kicked Daniel once more when he said 'you', making it sound more fierce. Peter then took some water from the fountain in his mouth, swished it around, and spat it in Daniel's face. Then, he turned to me.

"I'll see you around, Caleb." He said in a threatening dark voice. Then, he left. I was a hysterical sobbing mess at that point. I couldn't get to my feet, so I crawled towards Daniel, who was heaving on the floor.

"D-daniel. Are y-you ok-ay?!" I whispered. I couldn't bring my voice above a whisper. I was shaking so violently I was surprised I even made it over to him. He looked at me with a few tears in his eyes from the pain.

"Yeah. I'm fine. But are you okay?" Daniel asked, worry all over his features.

"No! I'm not!" I cried. I wrapped my arms around him suddenly, needing the embrace.

"Caleb? Holy- what the hell happened to you two?!" I heard a female voice come from behind me. I looked up to see it was Ms. Ambrosia. Her gaze shifted from me, to Daniel, and then her expression turned into panic.

"Holy shit! Oh my- okay- uh-." She took out her radio, and began talking into it. "We need a nurse and another teacher in the hallway right after the Library this instant, a student is injured and another one is in the middle of a breakdown." Ms. Ambrosia then rushed over and knelt down with us, looking over Daniel and I.

"Things are going to be okay, calm down. Take deep breaths, Caleb. Deep breaths."