"Stay away from him!" I pinned one of the kid to the wall. The kid upon me give a malicious smirk "of course you want to protect a whore like him, how much did he suck you off? Bet it feels good doesn't it?"
"What?"
"Don't play dumb, everyone know why you protect this kid, he got some naassty rumours around don't you know?" I punch him "shut up! I don't care about your stupid rumours!" He greeted his teeth "fuck! Admit it you want him all for yourself! How many times did you fucked? Taste good didn't h-!!"
I punch his jaw until he fall over to the floor, I spit and look down upon him "if you ever show your face again I'll kill you.."Again, today a group of kids was bullying Zylen. I don't know how to stop this cycle, it's been a while since I decided to help him..but this seems troublesome.. I don't know what drive them so much, what makes them targeting him all the time? And what the hell was those rumours about?
Ugh fuck this shit. I don't care about the rumours, it's all bullshits
..But I do want to know more about him. He's so mysterious and just .. different
If I know him more I might be able to help him stop this stupid cycle
I open the door slowly "Hey.." I call him out softly, he was hiding in his locker, with his hands gripping his head. I lowered myself to his level and whisper "are you alright..? Does it hurt anywhere?"
He didn't reply me, he looks upset, tired and ..guilty?
I took him to the nursing room. Even the nurse are not there he always know what to pick.
I sit at the corner watching him checking some bottles in the cabinet. He was so quiet and it makes me worried.
"You're really good with meds, do you want to be a doctor?" I praised him to break the gloomy atmosphere and makes him happy.
"No" a short reply, sounds flat. He's upset or maybe just tired.
"Funny, then how can you be so good with this? Crap I can't even said the name of this right" I chuckled slowly
"..My uncle is a doctor"
my eyes widen and my smile faded away "now that's surprising" I stated.
Having his own uncle as a doctor but he can't even take a good care of his own nephew's health.. how ironicHe flinched as he sit on the corner of the bed, facing away from me. He then pulled his sleeve up and started wrapping his own hand with some bandage. I wonder why he seems so familiar in treating his own wounds.. I almost frowned but quickly put a calm face and approach him.
"let me help you with that" I offered myself. He quickly put down his sleeve, hiding the skin underneath and bent down to hide his arms between his body. He seems refusing..
..is he scared of me?
"I'm sorry.. "
He suddenly apologized.
"What was that for?" I squatted to the floor and look up into his eyes. Hoping I look less threatening, hoping I won't scare him.
He look down and slowly took my hand. He looks upset as he saw my bruised fists. "..for trouble.."
I smirk and laugh it off "this? Trust me this is nothing, I'll be glad as long as you're alright" I stated, but he don't buy it. Sometimes it's so hard to make Zylen smile. And most of the time he seems so quiet and mysterious.
I watch him as he put some cold creams on my fist.
This sweet boy, really cares about me. He should have treated himself. But he choose to aid me first.
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The Puppeteer part 2 (cut and repost)
Teen FictionHighest rank 2 - sadlife A sequel of the Puppeteer 1