His Ghost (Ghost Series Part 1)

Chapter 21

Lia

Once Blake is calm enough, we go to the detention. Ms Wells is surprised to see me at first, but once she catches the sight of my hand entwined with Blake's, she just smiles at me, gesturing for us to take a seat. I'm grateful she doesn't separate us, since I think Blake doesn't want to be alone.

The whole situation with his dad is confusing to me, but I don't ask questions. It's between him and his dad. I haven't had anyone berate me for anything for the last few years, so I don't exactly understand how serious it is. But judging by Blake's reaction, I'm guessing Jared is a force to be reckoned with. Which is why I won't leave him alone. Not when he's so... vulnerable.

The hour in detention is over before I know it. I've spent the whole time here holding Blake's hand, with his head on my shoulder as he kept drawing unintelligible patterns on the back of my hand with his finger. Ms Wells has pretty much ignored us, entrusting Blake to me completely and concentrating on the other students she purposefully put in the front seats, and for that thoughtfulness I thank her as we leave the classroom. She wishes us a good day, smiling gently at me. I've always been aware of her fondness of me. She's made it pretty clear that she likes me after I went to her to talk about stuff that wasn't yet discussed in her class. She was impressed with how far ahead of the program I was. Ever since then, she's made it a well known fact that she favors me.

Blake hasn't let go of me even once during the trip to my car. I already texted William and Tyler, asking them to pick up Blake's car from school's parking lot. They immediately agreed. I see them waiting next to Blake's Mustang as we walk out of the school.

"Where are your car keys?" I softly ask Blake as we near my car.

He wordlessly digs into the front pocket of his jeans and hands me his keys. I unlock my car and let Blake get in. I'm getting slightly worried now. He's been listless ever since the detention started, completely lost in his thoughts. But when I offered to actually take him there on a different day, he only shook his head in refusal.

"Wait here for a moment, okay?" He leans his head on the headrest as he relaxes in the passenger seat in my car.

I quickly approach William and Tyler, who've been watching us with concern etched on their faces.

"Take care of him. Please." William pleads as I hand him the keys to Blake's car.

"I will. Can you bring his car to his house later? I'll drive you back."

"I'll go with him. You take care of Blake. Please, little one." Tyler adds, giving me a hug that I for once don't resist. All three of them are on edge, as though they know something I don't.

"Don't worry, it'll be okay. I'll take care of everything." I pat Tyler's back. He squeezes me for one last time before letting me go and I bid my goodbyes as I head back to my car.

The guys leave before I even reach it. They just up and left! Unbelievable.

I put my backpack in the backseat then get in. As I put the key in the ignition, I hear the seatbelt alert. I look to Blake, only to see him lean against the seat with his eyes closed. I lean towards the seatbelt, placing it around him and buckling him in. He opens his eyes and looks at me with a small smile on his face.

"You're so good to me, sweetheart." He croaks.

"I'm a great girlfriend, aren't I, Cakey?" I try to get him to relax. It works, as his smile gets a little wider.

After I turn on the engine and put the car in drive, I take Blake's hand, like he's done to me countless times before, then put our joined hands in my lap as I drive. I remember his address from my last visit to his house, and fortunately I know the town well enough to reach there from school without the help of my GPS.