Mr. Cupid

Chapter 26

When I opened my journal and saw the pages, I felt my heart restrict. I couldn't believe my eyes.

My writing, my emotion, my words. All of it was scribbled out in red.

I flipped through more pages just to see every single one was like that, even the one's that were empty. The only one that almost completely clean was the very last one. I say almost, because it had a few words that made my foundation completely crumble.

You faggot. Watch where your snowflake ass treads, thin ice.

I felt tears prick my eyes, my mind wandering every which way, trying to put together broken pieces on who could have done this. I didn't know what to do.

I was devastated. I could literally feel my heart shatter into pieces. My journal was ruined. My secret was out, to someone who I don't know. Someone who I obviously couldn't trust. Someone who... I feel has a motive to hurt me.

My mind was so clouded with my circulating emotions, I barely heard the library doors click.

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Daniel's POV

"You have to calculate the volume by multiplying the atomic number." I sighed, annoyed as fuck.

"What do I multiply it by?"

"By your fucken measurements- I told you this, did I not?" I finally snapped. She asked me this question 6 times over and over.

"Well, I'm a little slow." She said with a soft chuckle.

"Couldn't tell." I said sarcastically, but she just smiled. Dense one she is.

"Alright I'm done." I said, getting up and walking away from the table.

"But Danny! I need your help!" I half turned, sending her a slight glare.

"Sorry, I got an F on that assignment." I lied. She looked taken aback, and then a little annoyed.

"You lied to me! You set me up!" She yelled from behind me, but I just kept walking.

"You're the one who assumed, sweetie. Next time do your homework."

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Scratching my head, I made my way down the hallway towards the library. Lunch was almost over, but we had roughly around 5 minutes left.

I was about 8 feet away from the doors when I saw a red headed ex quarterback come out of them. Same features as Lucifer. I mean Jennifer. Same difference.

He gave me a glare, but I ignored it. As we passed each other, he shoulder checked me. I turned around, glaring.

"Dude, the fuck is wrong with you." I hissed, annoyed.

"Fuck off, mate. None of your business." He hissed back, going on his way.

I walked through the library doors in search for a pink headed someone, only to discover faint sobs from that pink headed someone. I looked over at Ms. Ambrosia's desk only to see it empty. Duh. It's lunch time.

"Caleb?" I called out, only to be answered by complete silence.

"I know you're in here, shrimp." I called out again, gently.

I didn't get a reply though, so I sighed and started roaming the space aimlessly, talking to what seemed to myself.

"I guess I'll just have to come clean to purposely going to the super market only to see him when we first met another time." I sighed with fake disappointment, but with a knowing smirk traced along my lips.

"You're a dick." I heard from behind me. I turned around to see a pink haired boy glaring at me with tear stained cheeks, journal held tightly to his chest.

"Woah, the fuck? Caleb who upset you?" I asked, taken aback. He held his journal out to me, face scrunched up in an expression that said he was ready to shed more tears at will.

I took it from him gently, flipping it open only to see it's ruined pages staring back at me. I looked at Caleb with a frown.

"Whomst'd've the fuck?"

"I don't know." Caleb whimpered, not questioning my meme slang. God I love him sometimes-what? "Look at the last page."

I flipped to the last page and read the words that were left. I felt my body temperature rise by what felt like 100°.

"I'm gonna find out who did this." I growled lowly. Then, I realized something. "Did Jerry come anywhere near you?" I looked at Caleb, who was looking down. He shook his head silently, wiping away his shedding tears in a hurry.

"Caleb." I said sternly. His gaze flickering up to me, then away again. "Don't lie to me."

"I'm not lying." He said quietly.

I brought my hand gently up to his cheek, using my thumb to wipe away the remaining tears shedding from his shining gray eyes. Right as I did that, the bell rang.

"I'll catch up with you later, Shrimp." I said, smiling at him in an act to cheer him up. I turned and started for the doors, smile faltering and replaced with a menacing glare.

I'm gonna get to the bottom of this. Nobody fucks with my boy.