childhood memories

Chapter 13

"does anyone know where Vylad is?"
No one had seen him, not even Zane...
Is he getting picked on?
Bullied?
Harassed?!
Dante hadn't made a secondary appearance either...I swear if he's making moves on him I'll rip his head off!
No, no...peacefully thoughts, peaceful...I will have a verbal conversation with him.
However, Laurence and I had a talk...well, one on one glare with him doing the talking.
He's still after Aph...jeez.
As lunch was now in progress Kawaii~Chan had me sit next to her, purring softly.
Aph kept giving me a look as I increasingly lost my appetite, placing away my lunch casually.
I cleared my throat.
"Oh for fucks sake"
Travis groaned
"What's the matter?"
Laurence questioned, giving him a glance.
"Dante isn't replying to the texts"
He replied while I bit at my lip.
"...hm, I'll go look for him"
Laurence stated, standing.
I watched and stood up too, grabbing my bag as he walked off.
Zane followed my figure as I trotted after him, grinning slightly at the table.
I caught up to him as he glared, giving it a mere moment before questioning me.
"Why are you following me?"
He questioned
"I'm not following you...I'm just looking for my brother, figured I may as well join you"
I replied as he rolled his eyes.
"Fine, but don't kick me in the dick again, it fucking hurts y'know"
He grumbled as I felt a sudden guilt wash over me.
Wh-no! I will not feel pity for you!
"Hm...yeah, sorry about that...I just wasn't in the mood this morning"
I chuckled, rubbing the back of my neck nervously.
...damn it
He looked to me
"Wasn't in the mood...that doesn't give you the fucking right to do what you did!"
He yelled
"Okay, okay...I'm sorry"
I looked away, sighing.
"How can I make it up to you?"
"Hm?"
"Y'know...for kicking you there"
He paused for a moment before grinning, giving a devilish smile.
"You can suck me off~"
I jolted at this, my face an utter white as everything froze.
W-What did he just say?
Did I hear him right?
"W-What?"
I questioned as he laughed humourously
"I'm kidding, I'm kidding...but knowing you you'd probably do it...gay boy"
He grinned
"...I-I told you...I'm not gay"
I replied, crossing my arm.
He laughed slightly.
"First off you didn't tell me, you told Travis, second: it's obvious, the way you walk! It's girly, and the way you talk, so polite"
He added as I gasped in horror.
"That's being a gentleman!, Not that you'd know anything about that"
I grumbled loudly, glaring.
He rested his arm over my shoulder and pulled me closer as we walked.
"You call it gentleman, I call it gay, either way it's highly seductive"
He grinned
"Seductive?! You hate me! How can it be seductive?!"
I questioned, trying to pull away.
"I never said I hated you...and what, can't I have an opinion?"
He replied as I rolled my eyes.
"Whatever Laurence"
I pushed forward and looked around more vigorously, Laurence being right behind me.
He remained silent as he watched me.
"Hey, hey!"
He yelled for me before catching up, pulling me to a stop.
"Look...uhm, I forgot to tell you... about yesterday I uh... didn't know your dad was like that...Dante said you got in trouble, not too much I hope"
He stated as I rolled my eyes.
"Why would you care?"
"I don't know...Aph seemed pretty pissed so-"
I cut in at that.
"Aph...yeah of course it's for Aph, why did I bother asking"
I stormed away, leaving him alone.
"Aph this, Aph that, urgh!"
Turning a corner while glaring I saw some the best described as delinquents not to far away, knelt against the wall down at the other end of the hall.
I was half tempted to turn around right there and then but I was in too bad a mood to take their bullshit.
So, I merely ignored their scowling towards me and tracked past, my eyes never setting a glance.
Even if they did choose to fight me I'm sure I could take one of them on at least...
I continued down the hall before giving up.
By now my legs were getting achy, pressure forced amongst them heavily.
I wasn't what most people say...'fit', I had a bit of fat to me...used to be alot worse when I was little.
The first, closest and peaceful place I could think of where I could sit was the auditorium just round the corner.
I trotted there, my tight shoes waring off on my feet now as I winced.
Why did everything hurt so badly...
When I finally arrived, literally having to drag myself to a seat I sat down in the empty audience and removed my shoes, huffing slightly.
I knew there were students on stage practicing but none of them seemed to acknowledge me, nor seem interested in what I was doing...they ignored me.
It gave me a moment to relax, my eyes drifting tiredly while I removed my bag and hugged it.
The seats were cold but surprisingly comfortable as I soon layed down across two of them.
Afterall I didn't want to unnerve the students working away with their performances.
It's best they don't see me.
I closed my eyes for only a second and I was out, too tired, too busy, too caught up in a mess to give a damn about wherever I slept.
It was more comfortable than at home where i have a constant fear.
Nor the music or speeches woke me, only a flock of blue hair 30 minutes later.