Lust and Wrath

Chapter 18

Daniel's Point of View-

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My eyes slowly wake up, but my vision is still blurry. I can't see, my glasses aren't on my face anymore. Someone comes into my view, looking straight down on me.

"How are you feeling, dear?" It isn't my mom's voice, but another woman's voice. I try to remember what happened, but it's useless.

"I don't... I don't know..." I hesitate to get the words out of my mouth. My throat hurts, and my head is still throbbing. Wait, now I remember. After I finished venting out on Scott, I passed out onto the floor when I was thinking about him. I think I might be in the nurse's office right now.

She reaches out to the endtable to grab something, and then she puts it on my face. As my glasses are put back on, I can see much more clearer now, despite the bright light being shined directly above my face. I wince from it, and she quickly reacts, using the switch beside me to dim it. "I'm sorry, is that better?" she asked.

"Yes, it's better, thank you," I said groggily.

She goes to the back side of the room to grab something, and comes back with a stethoscope to check my heartrate. While she does this, she starts commenting, "You passed out in the middle of the hallway, do you remember?" she says, looking at me.

"No, not really," I lied.

"What time is it?" I asked.

"Halfway through first period," she said, wanting to continue.

"I've already notified your mother, she's already waiting for you outside."

She continued, taking the stethoscope away from my chest, and putting it back inside the drawer. "I feel really bad for you, it's only your third day at school, and you have to go through this."

Hell, she only knows like 10% of the whole story. "No Miss. It's fine. I'm feeling a lot better," I say, slowly pushing myself upwards with my arms. She helps me up, and off the bed. I'm a little dizzy, and I see my mom run through the door. "Oh, my baby!" She says, arms ready to embrace me.

She pulls me into a tight hug, as if she would lose me any second now. She looked as if she wanted to say something, but then she shook her head, and said something else, "How are you feeling?"

"I'm fine, mum."

She pulled me away, and sighed, looking straight at me. "Why did you drive all the way over here mum? I only had a little headache," I said. She shook her head, "I just wanted to make sure my baby was safe."

The nurse then nodded, approving for us to leave, and then we walked out of school. Thankfully first period hadn't ended yet, like she said, so nobody was around to see me walking with her. Once we exited the building, we walked to her car, and hopped inside. She then pulled out of the driveway, and on our way home.

While she was driving, she looked as if she was trying to have a positive expression, even though her eyes were drooping down slowly in sadness. I hope she wasn't still sad about this morning, I feel bad for making her come all the way down here to school just because of me, but I had to get this Scott thing off my chest. Speaking of Scott, I still feel bad about him.

I was hoping that he'd maybe, still being persistent, text me back with a "sorry" or something, and then maybe we could talk about this. Whatever, he's probably laughing at reaction he got out of me this morning. He used me, and this is what he wanted. This was probably all apart of his dirty little plan, just to pick on the new kid.

My mum stopped at a small building, Dunkin' Donuts. I hadn't been here in forever, ever since we left Europe. Seeing this place brought some memories back. Was this a treat for me?

"What do you say we get some donuts," she looked at me cheerfully, stepping out of the car. I stepped out of the car with her, still confused about this whole thing. I'm not sure what's going on, but she's being so nice and generous all of a sudden, that it just doesn't add up. I shake my head at the idea, thinking it's probably nothing, and then step inside the building with her.

I reluctantly promised her that I'd pay for her share of donuts, and then she decided that she'd pay for mine. I'm not a kid anymore, so I don't need my parents buying me everything from their own wallet. I looked around, the building was empty, except for some guy sitting at the end, his head down in his arms.

I continued to walk with her to the front, my eyes still focused on him. While my mom told the lady at the counter what she wanted, the lady was also facing the person I was looking at, with a pitiful face. He must've been in here for a while, I guessed, I wouldn't blame her for being curious. That's when I saw something he was wearing. Something quite familiar. A backwards visor cap.

Scott? Oh no, it can't be.

"Hon, what do you want," she said, tapping my shoulder. I ignored her actions, and slowly walked towards him. "Daniel?" she asked. No, this can't be. What is he doing out of school. As I got closer, his features started to resemble more and more like him. Dark clothing, faded black skinny jeans, black boots, it was all too obvious.

In front of him was a napkin, with a glazed donut sitting on it, and one that had a bit of lemon oozing out of it from the inside. His head was still down on the table, a few inches away from the napkin, and I could hear small sobbing from the inside. My mom tip-toed next to me, jerking my shoulder. "Daniel, what are you doing?" she whispered, eyes serious.

"I know this guy from school, mum," I said back.

"Oh," her eyes lightened a little, "Are you two friends?" she said sadly, looking down at him, seeing him in a depressed position. The question had me a little nervous. I wasn't sure if we were friends or not, after what I just did to him, and what he just did to me. However, since it was just me and him in this building, I've been wanting to hear what he had to say in person ever since I left him in the middle of that hallway. Perhaps this could be the perfect time.

"Yeah, we are," I whispered, sitting down on the seat opposite of him. This could be the time to talk to him, face to face, without any problems. He still had his head down, so he hasn't noticed either of us yet. "Well, I will just order you a glazed donut then," she said.

Even though that wasn't my favorite donut, and I didn't want her to pay for me, I didn't deny it.

I watched her walk back to the counter, order her donuts and my donuts, and then walking back to me, placing my bag on the table. "Here you go, you two can chat for a while, I'll be waiting in the car?" she asked rhetorically.

Even though she wasn't expecting an answer, the words came out of my mouth.

"No, it's fine. You can drive home, I'll be fine here."

She looked at me curiously, "Okay then, well if he has a car, then he can give you a lift, otherwise call me," she said, nodding, and walking out of the building. I'm surprised he hasn't noticed either of us yet. It breaks my heart to see Scott like this, and for some reason, I still don't know why.

It's like we have some sort of connection together, and at any time it goes wrong, it just hurts me. I'm not sure how it is for him, but I still can't stand to see him like this. I'm not sure why he would ditch school, maybe I hurt him from the inside when I said that stuff. Just thinking about this, makes me feel horrible.

Whether he did hire some idiots to pick a fight with me or not, I still need to help him. He needs help, and I'm the only one who can give it to him.