Lust and Wrath

Chapter 9

Daniel's Point of View-

Scott leaves the classroom, steames fuming out of him. Just as he leaves, Nico walks back in, looking at me and the teacher in confusion. I look back at the teacher, and looks at me with a somewhat worried expression. I'm speechless after what had happened.

After he shouted out that he cuts himself, I felt my heart drop for some reason. I know I shouldn't be caring, but I'm not that cold-hearted, and for some reason, I just feel for him.

"You two should... Get on to class," Mr. Horen says, not saying anything else.

We both nod, and we leave the room together.

"What happened?" Nico had asked.

"Nico," I said his name, and stopped him in the middle of the hallway, making the other students run around us trying to get to their class. He looked at me questioningly. "It's about Scott.. He's," I would've said it, but then I remembered what he said.

I remain sitting on the chair, horrified by his raised tone. Scott is standing and looking at me with pure anger now. "I'm sorry for what I did to you, Daniel! But just leave me alone! You wouldn't- Nobody would understand if I told them what I'm going through right now. Nobody! Go ahead and tell everyone that i'm some anti-social freak who cuts himself!"

"Go ahead!"

I can't. I can't tell if he's trying to get attention from people, or if he's really going through some tough times. Whatever it is, I'm not going to be a bitch and expose out him out.

"Nothing, it's nothing. Nevermind," I said, continuing to walk to my class. Nico looked at me confused, and then shook his head and followed me. I'm not going to tell on Scott, and I'm not going to tell everyone that he's secretly cutting. No, I'm not that kind of person.

I know what he did was wrong, but after seeing those cuts on his skin, something told me that something else was going on in his life. Something else that I didn't know about, and that was leading him to do such actions.

I know it's rude to try and interfere with people's lives, but he needs help. And the fact that he's a social outcast isn't helping his condition. Although, he intended for me to stop talking to him, I'm not going to. I don't think it's too late for me to try and help him.

In fact, I think I'm the only one who can help him right now.

...

It's already 15 minutes into 1st period, and I don't see Scott anywhere. Where could he be? Brianna is here, and she told us that she had to take care of a few things with her mum so she couldn't be here before classes started. Mrs. Adamant began taking attendance.

"Daniel Bullei?"

"Here," I said loud, but not as spirited. I'm still a bit tense about this whole situation going on.

"Scott Dennison?"

Silence had been the one to answer, and the teacher simply shook her head and sighed, and continued on with her attendance list.

At the end, she was ready to give out our lessons, "Before we get on to today's lessons, I'd like to inform you about an event coming up this Thursday. Remember, you need at least one of your guardian's signatures in order to attend."

She handed out little flyers, and when she got to my table, I read it. The school would be having a fun lock-in inside the Gym, and we could bring our tents and laptops and anything we wanted to have fun through the night. It would be happening afterschool, of course. It sounded really fun, and I thought maybe I could go with Nico and Bria-

No, maybe just Nico this time.

The thoughts were still clouding my head about the whereabouts of Scott. I hope he would turn up soon, but if he didn't by lunch, then I would go looking for him. He wouldn't just leave the school while it was still in session, right? I sighed, and put the paper into my binder.

"Alright class, let's get to work," she said.

...

It's already lunch, and I haven't seen him in the four periods I've been at. We didn't have that much time like we do in the morning to sit and chat during lunch, and I wasn't in the mood really to talk today. While in the lunch line, I only got a packet of PopTarts, and 2 milks. Maybe I'd be extra thirsty this afternoon?

After getting my lunch, I told Brianna that I'd see her in 5th period, and she asked why, but I said I'll tell her later. Afterwards, she nodded, and then left to go to her table where all the guys where, and I left on my way to look for Scott.

I tried looking in all of my classes, but they were empty. I assumed he might be making up work for one of the teachers, but he wasn't. Then I thought he was in the front office or something, so I went up there to check, but the secretary said he hadn't dropped by there. I was practically out of ideas of where he might be.

And then it hit me.

He could always possibly be in that room that he raped me in. The thought of it gave me shivers, but I shook them off, and ran towards the room, with aspiration. I stepped outside in public, since we were allowed to go outside during lunch, and went to the side of the school where he took me. I made sure nobody was looking, and then tried to open it.

Damn, locked.

I tried knocking hard, and then I waited for a few minutes, but nobody was there.

I was sure that somebody would've been in there since it was locked, but I couldn't get in. I'd have to think of a way. An idea came, again, and I pulled a pin out of my pocket, and stuck it through the tiny hole in the door. Thankfully the doors at school are cheap and can be opened by any old regular way. I opened the door, and it was quiet inside. I didn't see anyone at first, but then I walked around the corner.

I saw him, lying down on the floor, sleeping. His sleeve wasn't covering his wrist anymore, and I could see the scars on his skin from a distance now, along with a new scar on his skin. I could tell it was new because blood had started coming down, but it looks dry now. Oh my god.

I close the door behind me, and then I walk up to Scott and kneel down, shaking him.

I slowly step up to him, and for some reason I'm in tears now, although I don't know why. My heart just- breaks at the sight of seeing him like this. My heart breaks when I see him do this to himself, and this is just the first time. Before I wake him up, his eyes slowly flutter open, and he stares at my straight in the eyes, narrowing his.

"What are you doing here?"