Lust and Wrath

Chapter 2

Scott said nothing more after that. I didn't dare tell Nico, Brianna, or any of my teachers, for I was a bit scared of what he might do to me.

Well, something was already going to happen to me, so I'm kind of hopeless.

Science ended, and the rest of the three periods went by nervously. Of course I had that guy in my other classes, but I also had Brianna and Nico as well, even though we barely met. I could tell he was constantly watching me, with no emotion. I needed to get out of here, and fast.

Brianna invited me to her table at lunch after I got my food, not many people there though. I met everyone at least, and said my hellos, so I wouldn't look like the random shy kid. I still couldn't help feeling really tense about the whole situation in first period.

I guess I was a little too nervous, because Brianna tapped my shoulder, "What's wrong, Daniel?"

I don't want to tell her, I can't tell her, but I'm still in trouble.

"I'm.. I'm feeling a little sick," I began. Her eyes widened a bit, and she stood up from her chair to go throw her trash away.

"Oh that sucks, do you need to go to the nurse? I can show you whe-"

I interrupted her, accidentally raising my voice a tad, "No! No.."

I looked down at my lunch and tried to think.

"School has only been open for a week, I bet you'll make lots of new friends," she leaned over the driver's seat to kiss me on the cheek, in front of all the kids walking around.

"If you need anything, or something goes wrong, just call me," she said.

Of course, I'll just ask her to come pick me up. "I'd rather just call my mum and ask her to pick me up early," I said, looking down at my food.

She came back from the trash, and nodded. "Okay then," she said, and sat back down. She looked at me, and then asked, "Are you sure there's nothing else, wrong?"

"I'm sure," I said. As much as I wanted to tell her, I couldn't bring her into this situation. She said I shouldn't mess with him, but I guess I was flat out of luck after I brushed his shoulders. The way he looked at me, with that death stare, it was intimatidating. I know i'm chickening out of a possible fight here, but it's my first day of school, and I don't want to already start getting into shit.

After lunch ended, I stepped into one of the bathrooms and called her. "Hello? Mom!"

"Yes, sweetheart, what is it?"

"Can you come pick me up early from school."

"Hon, I told you-"

"Please, mom... I really don't want to talk about it.. Just please."

There was a long pause after that, I just hoped she would understand the situation and wouldn't press on me to explain it all.

"Alright, I'll probably arrive around 2:30," she said. That's 15 minutes before 7th period, so I have just enough time, thankfully.

"Thanks mom," I said a little too eagerly.

"Your welcome, dear, but I want to know what happened when I get there," she finished, and hung up. I don't really care, I can just tell her a lie or something, I just don't want anybody to get involved in my mess right now. Hopefully he'll forget the whole thing tomorrow. I went to my 5th period, which was Guitar.

...

After a few more periods, 7th period, Algebra, finally came. She should be here in 15 minutes, and the office would call me for early dismissal. The teacher, Mr. Horen, began taking attendance. "Mickey Anderson?"

"Here!"

"Jessica Anderson?"

"Here!"

"Daniel Bullei?"

"Here!" I said, over the class. The whole class looked back towards me, shocked by my accent of course. Nothing I wasn't used to in this country already. "Scott Dennison?"

It was quiet, nobody spoke. I looked around the class, but didn't see the guy anywhere. My heart fell, oh God where could he be? My hands began shaking once he finished taking attendance, and asked us to take our notebooks out. Nico was in my class this time, but not Brianna, but he was sitting by me thankfully. "What's wrong?" he tapped my shoulder.

"N-Nothing," I stuttered. "Do you know where Scott is?"

His eyes widened by my question, "What? I-I don't know..?"

"Why do you ask? He's a bad kid, and you shouldn't get into his business, bro." He gave me a faint smile, telling me not to care. I want to so deeply tell somebody about this, but I just can't. I don't think Nico could help, but who knows.

Suddenly, the teacher called out my name with the telephone in his hands, "Mr. Bullei, take your things, you're leaving early."

I tried to reassure by thinking that he wouldn't be outside waiting to bust my windpipe. Maybe he got sick and left earlier than I did. Or maybe he already got in trouble for busting some other kid's windpipe. Or maybe he just ditched class, I don't know.

I gulped, picked up my stuff, grabbed my homework from the teacher and then left the class. The hallways were empty and quiet after the door shut. Nobody was in sight, which was a reassuring and paranoid at the same time. I began to walk towards the hallways towards the front of the school, or at least where I thought it was. I can do this, my mum is in the front office waiting for me, all I need to do is get to her.

My shoes were the only sound in the hallway.

Or at least the only ones I could hear.

Something grabbed my shoulders, and jerked me around. And there he was, standing in front of me, giving me the same glare we had both grown accustomed with.