Everyday Life?

Weird Day

Archer's POV

I was stunned by what he whispered when I left. I already have a father though? What does he mean? No I'm not just confused by that, I'm confused by everything since back when I was following him. I can't even remember half of what happened. What the hell is wrong with me? WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH HIM?!

After having a mini freak-out evaluation, I get to class and get consumed with my work.

And for some reason, my OCD decides to act up today and I start having problems in my classes. Why is this day just getting worse...

I'm not able to control myself when I start having a fit. Some of my classmates already know this and ignore me, some are weirded out. This is something that happens to me every so often. It's written in my medical records this will happen. I really hate it cause I act like a child having a tantrum unconsciously.

The teacher hasn't seen me like this, some others but not this one, so they call the administrator about this. I'm still having a fit when security comes and not so gently take me away, I'm still screaming and struggling.

Mr. Basely must have heard me because he came out of his classroom and came to see what is going on, oh god. Of all the times, why now and why does HE have to see it. UGH, I HATE MY LIFE!

"What is going on?! Hey, be gentle!" Mr. Basely exclaims. "This kid is just having another freak-out, nothing new. You don't have to worry," one of the security guys says. "Another freak-out--?Hey! Be gentle!" "Sir, don't get involved, this is a crazy one--" "Please hand him over, I don't like the way you're handling him or even talking about him. You. Know. Nothing." Mr. Basely says, sternly. "Tch, as long as you get him to shut up and stop moving." The other security guard says. Mr. Basely starts to lose some patience, by the way, his voice drops. "If you are like that, you should be fired. I'll see to it even." "Watch your mouth--" "No. Watch yours." Mr. Basely interrupts before gently taking me into his arms and going to his office after telling his class he has to do something.

Once we get to his office, he lays me down on the couch with him. After 5 minutes I start to calm down, with him petting me and saying soothing words. I relax and just feel tired.

I sigh before saying, "....Fuck, I'm sorry about that. I didn't mean to throw a fit. It's just something that happens to me cause I have a condition," I say, ashamed...

"It's okay, baby. You are still a wonderful boy. Don't think of yourself as a freak, you're still you. Your wonderful you."

I blush at his words. "Thanks. But I'm really not. I wish I were but I'm not..." I trail off. He hugs me tighter. "I'll convince you one day, bet... How about this, you can stay in my office for a while. I'll tell your other teachers you won't be showing up for the rest of the day, okay?" He gently suggests to me. I nod. They usually understand... "What about you?" I ask grabbing his arm. Why am I grabbing his arm- He smiles. "I'm going to have to get back to class, but you'll be safe here I promise, little one. Here," He gets up and grabs something. When he comes back, he gives me a plush animal he somehow has and puts a small blanket over me on the couch. "Why do you..." "Shhhh, no questions kiddo. Just rest now, no more thinking. I'll be back before you know it. But just in case, here's a little button device. Just press it and I'll come back okay?" I nod and he kisses my head. Euuuuugh. Whatever I'm tired.

Mr. Basely calls my teachers while I stay in his office. I think about everything that has happened to me and can't get my head around it. I allow myself to doze off when I start getting a headache. I hate those. The rest of the day goes by pretty quickly before I know it...