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Chapter 9

Here we are at the second to last chapter of Lost Boys. I hope you have enjoyed this book so far. If you'd like to see a sequel story let me know.

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Danny p.o.v – one month later

It has been a month since Aron made his threat to me, I am fully healed from the stabbing now. The words he said to me that day make me more uncomfortable than I tell the people around me. The guys have been a great help in protecting me from Aron, there is someone with me at all times when I am in school and it seems like Aron is none the wiser. I know he is still waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike because he always growls when I walk past him with someone next to me. Even Theresa who is in my class has been with me when I have gone from class to class. She does not know what is going on though. If she was asked anything by Aron she could genuinely and truthfully say that she knows nothing.

Dylan has been just as paranoid as I have been over the whole thing. We are just waiting for the day where Aron is gonna hurt me and do some serious damage. I told them word for word what he said that day. "From today onwards we are going to be enemies. If we ever cross baths again and you're on your own you're gonna be dead," is what he told me that day a month ago. They instantly made fun of him for saying baths instead of paths. That helped me feel a little calmer about it, we have found something that we can make fun of and make it sillier and less serious. "Danny, pay attention what is five multiplied by nine," the teacher says, pulling me out of my thoughts. The nine times table is basically add 10 take away one. "Forty-five miss," I tell her, managing to recover the situation.

She was still not that happy that I was not paying attention but because I had answered her question correctly there was nothing that she could really do about it. We always go over the times tables during the last ten minutes of the class to make sure that we know them all. That's how we all know that the class is almost over, and the bell is about to ring. She doesn't let us leave until we have all answered one question correctly. I was the last to do so because I wasn't paying attention so right as the bell rings we are allowed to leave, and Theresa waits for me outside of the class. We have art class together, so she often comes to walk with me to it. She admitted to me that if I wasn't with Dylan then she would have asked me to date her. She doesn't mind me being with Dylan though.

She wants me to be happy and she wants me to settle in here. I have told her only a small amount of what I have been through when it triggered a horrible panic attack during one of the lessons we had together. We sit next to each other when we enter the classroom. The teacher never separates us even when we walk because we work hard during the lessons and get the work done on time. "Are you okay Danny? you seem a bit panicky about something," Reese asks me, and I nod. I quickly take note of my body language and how people are going to perceive that. "I'm okay, I still get panicky sometimes because I was abused for so long," I tell her quietly. She knows about how long it went on for, but not what happened like the guys do.

"I know and that seems to be the worst thing that could ever happen especially for as long as it did. If you get more panicky and want to take a minute to go outside and can calm down I can excuse you with the teacher," Reese tells me. I am so glad that she is here and as supportive of me as she is without judgement. I smile at her and when the teacher looks at me I start drawing the plant pot like I was supposed to. I don't want to be told off, not now at least when my anxiety is already at an elevated level than it is normally at. I try not to let the anxiety get to me too much. My brain is convinced that I am going to be killed by Aron and it is going to happen today sometime. I am definitely confiding in George with this so he can protect me.