I own nothing. Sorry it took so long. This story will be ending soon though. Like two or three more chapters.


"Landed yourself in the hospital again, Nathan," Duke teased.

Glaring at the black haired boy I crossed my arms and looked away. I hated that guy so much. He was the worst. Which, of course, meant that he was the person that everyone believed.

Except my Father, but my Father hated his Father so it didn't matter much. I could never tell if he believed me or if he just hated the Crocker family. I wasn't even sure that it mattered at all.

Duke Crocker was a huge jerk. I had no idea why I cared what he thought. It wasn't like he was my friend. At least he wasn't my friend anymore and I didn't care if he was. I really didn't.

Withought thinking I pulled my knees to my chest and rested my head on them. I hated thinking about Crocker. There was never a point. And the guy was a big old jerk face. He didn't matter to me.

Closing my eyes I tried to block out what he was doing. The doctor said I had to spend at least one more night here and I was going to be good. Duke was the bad kid not me. I just had to prove it.

"Awe," Duke whined, "You're no fun, Nathan. I'm just kidding."

"Yeah," I muttered glaring at the floor.

The room was quiet for a moment and I was actually hopeful that he had left. Then I heard him moving before the mattress dipped down. Looking down I glared at his annoying grinning face.

I hated theat look. Biting my lip I looked at Dwight. The blond was reading some case report that he wouldn't tell me about. Turning back to Duke I kicked out and watched him fall to the floor.

Laughing loudly I turned back to Dwight with a grin, but he was getting up to help Duke. Of course, he was. I didn't matter now that the great Duke Crocker was in the room too.

"Nathan," Dwight said helping Duke up, "What was that about?"

Shaking my head I curled on my side facing away from them. I didn't have to talk to them. No, I could forget that Duke ruined everything again. I didn't need anyone. I could... I was fine. Everything was fine.

The heart monitor started to beat quicker. My eyes widened at the noise. The last thing I wanted was for them to know something was wrong. Duke would never let it go if he knew he was getting to me.

"Nathan?" Dwight questioned turning to me, "Are you alright?"

"Fine," I muttered curling tighter.

"That's a stupid thing to ask," Duke piped up, "He can't feel so he can't tell if he's fine."

The heart monitor jumped once more. I hated him. I hated him so much. I didn't need to be reminded that I was sure a freak. I would never forget that I wasn't a normal person like he was.

A hand pulled my head up causing me to look up at Dwight. He stared at me worriedly before grabbing a tissue and wiping it over my lip. Looking at it I noticed that there were dots of blood on it.

"Nathan," Dwight sighed softly placing the tissue against my lip again, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," I pulled away, "I'm going to sleep."

"Good," Duke spoke loudly, "Can we get food? I'm hungry."

"We're not leaving," Dwight firmly said, "And that's enough."

"Yeah, Nathan."

"I meant you, Duke. You don't have to bring it up every time."

Staring at Dwight in surprise I looked back at Duke and saw he was just as shocked. No one ever sided with me. They all thought I was a freak like Duke did. Not that they were wrong.

"I'm not wrong," Duke crossed his arms, "He's weird."

"So am I," Dwight offered, "It happens. Stop bringing it up just because you can. It's hurtful. Alright?"

"Yeah. Fine."

Nodding his head Dwight turned back to me with a smile. I grinned back at him. I had never actually had someone on my side before. I couldn't actually believe that someone really was.

Maybe he wasn't. I couldn't actually believe he was, but just this once I wanted to have someone. I could have just one friend. There was nothing wrong with me having one person in my life. Was there?