Chapter 4.

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Mike's POV:

I held Chester tightly until Mr Farrow ran up to us.

"Mike what happened??" He asked, touching Chester's forehead.
"He-He" I tried speaking but I was crying so much.
"It's okay, Mike. Talk" Mr Farrow said calmly.
"He got beaten up by Jackson and his jocks"
Mr Farrow gasped.
"He needs to be taken to the nurse, come on-"
"No sir, let me take him to my place and I can look after him"
"Mike-"
"Sir please, I wanna help him. All these years I felt like a dick for not, now I wanna. Please sir"

Mr Farrow sighed and nodded while giving me a sympathetic look. I smiled softly then picked Chester up.

"I'll keep your bag, you can fetch it tomorrow when you come back. Right now, just look after Chester" He said.
"Thank you sir, thank you so much"
"No problem, is your mom not home yet?"
"No, she'll only be home next weekend"
"Well then, keep Chester at your house. I heard that his household is not a proper one with an alcoholic dad"

My eyes went wide, poor Chester. He's been suffering so much.

"Thank you sir, I will" I said, picking up Chester's backpack.
"Bye Michael"

I gave Mr Farrow a smile then walked out the school and to the students' carpark. I took out my keys then turned the car on. When I turned 16, my mom promised that she'd teach me how to drive and since I've been doing well at school, she bought me a car.

I placed Chester gently into the passenger's seat then got into the driver's seat. I started the car and took one look at Chester's beautiful, now bruised face. I sighed then pulled away from the carpark and I drove away school.

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