Nauseous - Skephalo

I N V I T E D - C H A P T E R S I X

~~~ZAK'S POV~~~

I wake up, pushing myself off of the blood-stained floor of my bathroom. I sigh and clean everything up again. When I was about to leave, I saw a cut on my face out of the corner of my eye.

'Really?'

I turn to face the mirror and see a cut across my cheek. I sigh and open my sink drawer, searching for bandaids. I finally find them, and grab the box, pulling out a big bandaid. I quickly put it over my cut and bend over the toilet, feeling nauseous. I throw up and wipe my face off, running out of my bathroom and quickly changing, remembering I have school today.

'I'm gonna be late...'

I run out of my room and down the stairs, quickly putting on my shoes and coat. I grab my backpack, about to open the door.

"Boy, be quiet! You know what, come here!" I hear my dad say, his booming footsteps coming towards me, I quickly open the door and leave, not wanting to have to deal with him.

"You'll pay lat-" He says before I slam the door. I start to run towards my school, trying not to be late. My whole body aches as I urge myself to run, I feel like I'm about to pass out. I see my school on the horizon and urge myself to get there. when I do, I sit down on the steps, exhausted. I stay there for a minute, catching my breath. I then remembered why I ran to school and jump up, running up the stairs, into the school and down the hallway, As, I'm running the warning bell goes off, I was only halfway to my classroom, and I knew I was going to be late I continue to run and right before I get to the class, the bell goes off. I open the door to my classroom and walk in.

"You're late. Again," My teacher says, anger in his voice. 

"S-Sorry," I say and meekishly walk to my seat, people staring at me and whispering to their friends. I sit down, putting my backpack by my seat.

'Friends. That's something you don't have.'

'I know.'

I sigh and pay attention to the teacher.

Timeskip-

The bell rang and everyone filed out of the classroom, I stayed in my seat until everyone else was gone, not wanting to be trampled by them. After everyone else left, I get up and grab my backpack, ready to leave.

"Zak?" The teacher called. I walk over.

"Y-Yes?" I ask, wanting to leave.

"You have two tardies. If you get one more, you'll get detention. Be on time tomorrow," The teacher sighs. I nod in understanding.

"C-Can... I leave?" I ask.

"You can go now, " The teacher says and I walk out of the classroom.

I start to walk down the hallway, towards my locker.

"Zak! Wait up!" I stop and turn around to see Harvey running towards me. After a few seconds, he finally reaches me.

"H-Hey Harvey," I say.

"Hi... Zak." Harvey says, catching his breath.

"D-Did you need something?" I ask, clearly annoyed.

"I just wanted to invite you to a party I'm having this Friday night!"

"How many people will be there?"

"Oh, just a few friends."

"I-I asked how many people, H-Harvey."

"Oh, um... anywhere from 20 to 30."

'That's a lot.'

"N-Not as many as I expected..." I sigh.

"Soooo, will you come?"

I pause for a second. "I-I'll think about it..."

"Yay!" Harvey celebrates. "Oh, what happened to your cheek by the way?"

"I-I fell out of bed a cut it on the corner of my nightstand," I blurt out.

"Really?" Harvey glares at me in disbelief.

"Y-Yes," I say with confidence in my voice.

"Fine. Just come to my house Friday night," Harvey sighs and starts walking away. Suddenly, he turns on his heels to face me. "And you can bring those friends of yours too, if you want!"

"T-They're not my friends," I mumble under my breath.

"What was that?" Harvey asks, cocking his head.

"I-I said, 'I'll ask t-them'," I lie.

"Okay, bye Zak!" Harvey says, continuing to walk towards his next class.

"B-Bye..." I mumble.

Timeskip to lunch-

I walk through the lunchline, an empty expression on my face. On the inside though, I'm disgusted by the smell and sight of the food. I grab a ham and cheese sandwich, an apple and a cup of water, sighing.

'Why do I have to pretend to like food?'

I walk over to my table and sit down, sighing yet again.

'So... tired...'

I start to snooze off when I feel a tap on my shoulder which startles me, causing me to knock over my cup of water, spilling it everywhere.

"Oops, sorry!" A familiar French voice says. Vincent.

"I-It's fine..." I say, beginning to clean up the water.

"Do you need any help?" Another familiar voice asked. Bad, no, it's Darryl. 

"N-No."

The two walked over to he other side of the table and sat down.

"So... whatcha doing?" Darryl asks.

"I-I'm cleaning up he water tyou two made me spill."

"Oh. Any plans tonight?" Darryl asks.

"Why?"

Vincent pulls Darryl closer to him, whispering something to him.

"I wanted to see if you wanted to stay the night with me and Vincent."

"O-Oh well..." I was about to say no, but then I remember what my dad said. 

"You'll pay lat-"

"S-Sure."

"Really?"

"Y-Yes."

"Oh boy! It'll be so much fun!"

"O-Oh, speaking of fun... do y-you guys want to come to a party with me F-Friday night?" I ask, nervously.

"Yes." Vincent answers.

"Sure!" Darryl replies.

The bell rings, signaling the end of lunch time.

"Oh! That the bell! See you later, Zak! Meet me out by the buses after school!" Darryl yells as he walks away.

"S-See ya..." I sigh.

A/N

Sorry it took so long to post, I was on vacation and I had writer's block!

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