Taken by the Ruler (PrinciBaldi)

Chapter Two

ART ISN'T MINE!
ALSO, PROBS MORE TRIGGER WARNING!

"Alright class, what's 5-7=?" Baldi asked in a cheery tone, a fake smile plastered on his face. A student (we're gonna call him Jon. With no H •-•) raised his hand. "Yes Jon, do you have the correct answer?" Baldi asked. "U-um I think so. 21?" Jon stammered. Baldi's smile turned into an angry scowl as he slowly picked up his ruler. "That is incorrect." He said in a low voice. "Uh oh.." Jon muttered, backing up and huddling into a corner. Baldi slapped his ruler on his palm as he walked over to the trembling boy. As Baldi raised his arm, Jon noticed blood on his sleeve. "U-uh M-mr. Baldi? W-why is there blood on your arms? He asked. Baldi looked as his sleeves and his eyes widened. He dropped his ruler in shock. Jon picked up the ruler and shakily handed it back to Baldi, who gripped it, starting to tremble. "That's..nothing. It's none of your business." Baldi muttered, turning around and walking to his desk. He opened a drawer and took out an extra sweater, some bandages, and a razor blade that he put in his pocket without anyone seeing. "I'll be back. Work on these worksheets." He said, putting a stack of math worksheets on his desk before exiting the room. He walked into the men's restroom and into the last stall, closing and locking the door. Baldi took his shirt off and set it down on the floor, looking at his arms, which were bleeding. He sighed, wrapping bandages on his arms. He took the razor out of his pocket and unbuckled his belt, unzipping the zipper and pulling his pants down to reveal past scars on his legs. He sighed again and lowered the razor blade to his right thigh, slicing it through his leg. He did this several times to both legs until he ran out of space to put more. He felt a little better but still regretted feeding his bad habit. He used the rest of the bandages he had left to bandage his legs so the blood wouldn't get on his clothes before he put his pants back on and the clean sweater. He put his razor in his pocket and picked up the bloody sweater, leaving the stall and washing his hands before heading back to his classroom. When Baldi walked in his classroom, he put on a fake smile when he saw everyone doing the worksheets like he told them to do. He took the razor out of his pocket and put it back in the drawer, putting the bloody sweater on top of it and closing the drawer. "Whatever you didn't finish is homework" He said right as the bell rang. All the students exited the classroom except Jon, who walked over to Baldi's desk. "What do you need Jon?" He asked when he saw the kid, who was shaking in fear but had a concerned look on his face. "A-are you ok M-mr. Baldi?" Jon asked, looking at his teachers arms then back up into his eyes. "I'm fine kid. My cat just scratched me this morning. Thanks for the concern though." Baldi lied, fake smiling to try to cover it up. Jon seemed to buy it. "O-oh ok. U-um..are you still gonna hit me for getting the problem wrong?" He asked. "No you're off the hook now. Just study hard so it doesn't happen again." Baldi said, giving a warm smile, which was fake of course. Jon smiled and hugged Baldi, catching him by surprise. "Thank you thank you thank you! I'll be sure to study hard tonight!" Jon said happily before leaving the room. Baldi sighed quietly, laying his head down on his desk. He felt unusually tired and.....cold. 'Must be from bloodloss..maybe I'll finally die.' He thought as he closed his eyes.
Before he could fully fall asleep though, the principal walked in. "Mr. Baldi, come with me to my office, we need to talk." He said in his usual monotone voice. Baldi got up but had to grab onto the desk for support, which didn't go unnoticed by Princi "Are you alright Baldimore?" He asked, looking concerned. "I'm fine. Just got up to fast." Baldi lied, fake smiling to try and hide how dizzy he was. "Are you sure? You're looking really pale." Princi said as his brows furrowed from concern. Baldi didn't know it, but the principal really cared about him. "Yes I'm sure. I'm perfectly fine." Baldi said in a low and slightly hoarse voice. "Well..ok..if you say so." The principal said. He still didn't believe Baldi, but he knew there was no point in bothering him about it. He started walking towards his office, Baldi following close behind him. When they got to the principal's office, they went in and sat down across from each other. "So Baldimore, a student told me there was blood on your clothes and that you said they were cat scratches. You know cat scratches don't bleed so much that they leave blood on your clothes right?" The principal said, looking the bald teacher in the eyes. Baldi's heart skipped a beat. He didn't want anyone to find out, let alone the principal, the man he fell in love with, even though he knew he didn't have a chance. 'It's not like he cares anyways. He's only asking me about it cuz the kid told him to. I guess I could say my dog bit me? Dog bites can make you bleed a lot right? No..no they can't. Oh! I got it!' Baldi was snapped out of his thoughts when the principal spoke. "Baldi, can you please tell me what happened?" Baldi and Princi's eyes locked. "Well...I got into a fight this morning on the way to school. I got stabbed in my arms. I told the kid that it was the cat so he wouldn't worry." Baldi explained, hoping the principal wouldn't see through his lie. Fortunately, he bought it. "I see..please try to be more careful. I'd never live it down if something really bad ever happened to you." Princi muttered the last part. "Wh-what was that last part?" Baldi asked. He heard it perfectly fine, but he wanted to hear him say it again, to make sure it wasn't just in his head. The principal blushed and looked away. "I-it was nothing." He said, his voice slightly higher pitched than usual. Baldi smiled a fake smile. "Is that all you needed?" He asked. "Yeah, you can go if you want, and if you need anything, you know where to find me." Princi said. Baldi just nodded and left the room, going back to his classroom to set everything up for tommorow, and taking his bloody sweater out of the drawer. He sighed, realizing how close he was to getting found out. Just then, he felt a wave of dizziness hit him. He tried to hold his desk for support, but he missed and collapsed to the ground, losing consciousness. Princi just happened to be doing his rounds when he heard a thud, so he went in the direction he heard it from and saw the unconscious bald teacher on the floor. "OH GOD BALDI!" Princi yelled as he ran to where he was laying and kneeled beside him, checking for a pulse.

Cliffhanger. Find out what happens next in CHAPTER THREE! DUN DUN DUNNNNNNNNN!! I'll try to make it soon. Byeeee~ :3