Lust and Wrath

Chapter 14

Daniel's Point of View-

Thankfully Nico found me before my mum came to pick me up. He rushed me over to the inside bathrooms, nobody was inside the school since it was late but it was still open. He sincerely helped me wash the bruises and blood off my face.

"Thanks, Nico," I said, turning off the faucet. "What happened?" He asked me for like the millionth time since he found me. I should really be asking him, and Brianna what thy were doing here late, my problems aren't that urgent.

"Some kids beat me up," I replied. One of his eyebrows raised, and I continued to explain, "I wasn't doing anything, just sitting outside waiting for my mum, yeah," I continued.

"Brianna and some other guys came out, and they came over and beat the crap out of me because-" I hesitated, he wouldn't like it if I said I was talking to Scott. "Wait, Brianna beat you up as well," he looked at me misunderstood with a shocked face.

No, he has it all wrong. "No, she left, and I tried calling her for help, but I guess she didn't hear me," I finished explaining. Nico continued to look at me, and mumbled something under his breath. I returned a weird glare, and he shaked his head.

"Come on, let's get something for that nose of yours," he teasingly pokes my nose after I washed the blood from it. The gesture is cute, but I'm not in the mood to flirt right now

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I just got home, it's near bedtime for me now, of course. I made up another lie to my mum about my injuries, and she fell for it this time. "I'll be my room, dear, take a shower before you go to bed for me, yeah?" She said, going into her room. I could use a late-night shower I guess.

As I headed into my room first, I heard my phone vibrate repeatedly. I didn't even bother to answer it, I just threw it on my bed. Scott has been trying to call me since I was in the car. He can go fuck himself, I'm done.

I shook my head. I still can't believe he'd do something as crazy as this. What the hell is his problem? I swear to God, I thought I saw some good in him, but that must've been some protective layer which covered his true identity. What he did today really hurt me, and I don't understand. I really wanted to try and help him with his problems, and he comes around and does this to me?

I forget the whole thing, take off all my clothes, grab some clean clothes, and head into the bathroom to take a long, thoughtful shower. The hot water repeatedly hits my back, as I browse on my phone. Yes, I'm one of those people who use their phones in the showers, it's not dangerous, it's cool. Suddenly, I got a text message. And guess who it was from?

"Hey, it's me, Scott. Call me pls?"

No, I'm not doing this shit anymore. Just by looking at the way he misspelled "please," gets me even more angry. What? Does he think this whole thing is some kind of fucking game? I don't even want to call him right now, he can go to hell. I'm pretty sure he isn't going to stop from now, so I might as well quit ignoring him, and send him one last text.

"Fuck you, I'm done with you. You can handle all of your problems on your own now."

There. I threw my phone on the sink counter, and it didn't fall thankfully. I don't even want to use my phone anymore, just seeing him text me disgusts me. Some perverted rapist texting me, trying to get some guy's ass.

I shampoo my hair, and wash my body. I bet he would've loved to have seen this right now. I didn't hear any more vibrations coming from my phone, so that means he stopped. Good riddance.

I step out of the shower, and dry myself off, and do all of my other stuff before putting my night clothes on. Hopefully I can get a good nights rest, easing my mind. Just as I'm about to step into bed, I get another text. Seriously?

"Your welcome for me helping you :P Just don't expect me to let you off the hook, I wanna know what happened, tomorrow of course."

This was from Nico. For some reason, reading this made me blush a little. We've only known each other for a few days, and already any person could tell that we're great friends. Smiling, I shut off my phone, place it on my counter, and shuffle my pillow, getting ready for bed.