"Donnie Mission Creek Elementary School is on line 4." I hear Eddy call.
I feel dread wash over me, thinking of all the worse case scenarios as I grab the phone and press 4.
"This is Donald Davenport." I say, my hands shaking in fear.
"Hi Mr. Davenport would you please come down to the school, your son got into a fight." The voice says.
"Sure." I say. I hang the phone up and think Adam's the sweetest boy on the planet, he cries whenever someone in pain. But then I remember that Adam attends Mission Creek Junior High. But Chase never fights with anyone; he is quiet and rarely acts up at home.
"Eddy I'm going to school, hold down the fort." I call as I sprint down the hall toward my car.
"Whatever." Eddy replies.
I'm pretty sure I broke multiple speeding laws in my rush to the school. I park my car and in my rush to get to the office I lock my tie in the door. "Why?" I ask the tie as I loosen the knot enough to slip my head out of it.
I don't even care about my disheveled appearance as I walk in. The receptionist smiles warmly at me and asks, "Are you Mr. Davenport?" I'm pretty sure she knows who I am but she's just following protocol or something.
I nod.
"This way please." She says as she leads me to the principles office.
I see Chase's light brown hair just peaking over the chair as I walk into the office. I take the seat next to him and his shies away from me.
I take a look at his face and see his left eye is beginning to bruise and his nose is bleeding but doesn't appear to be broken. My first instinct is to coddle him but I restrain.
The principle clears her throat and I snap my head in her direction.
"Good afternoon Mr. Davenport, I'm sorry that we had to pull you away from work but we take bullying very seriously here." She says.
"Of course. What happened?" I ask.
"We don't know, your son won't tell us. One of the teachers found him like this outside the boy's bathroom and he hasn't spoken a word. We were hoping that you could get him to talk." The principle says and then leaves.
I turn my chair to face Chase and I pull his chair to face me. I can't see his eyes since his hair is covering them.
"Chase look at me." I gently say. He ignores me so I grip his chin and lift his eyes to meet mine. I see that they are glassy like he's trying to hold back tears.
I lift him out of the seat and pull him on my lap and wrap my arms around him. Once his head is resting on my shoulder he begins to silently cry. I rub soothing circles onto his back, "Its ok, let it all out."
About five minutes later Chase stops crying and just leaves his head on my shoulder. I push him away slightly, so I can see his eyes.
"What happened?" I whisper, afraid of startling him.
Chase looks down to his lap and says, "Nothing."
"Chase, tell me." I demand.
Chase sighs, "Usually at recess I go to the library so no one hurts me and its quiet. But today it was closed for some testing, so I went to the bathroom. A few boys found me there and started making fun of me, they said the reason I don't have a mom is because she left because I was weird. They also said I don't belong in my family, because I don't look like the rest of you. I didn't respond, so the first one hit me in the eye. I fell back but still didn't react, then the second one hit me in the nose and when it started to bleed they got scared and ran off. I just sat there until a teacher found me. I'm sorry dad."
I take one of the tissues off of the principles desk and begin to clean Chases face off. He has light brown hair, hazel eyes, and tan skin while the rest of his siblings have dark brown hair, brown eyes, and pale skin, and I have black hair, brown eyes, and pale skin.
"You don't have anything to be sorry about, it's not your fault. How long has the bulling been going on?" I ask.
Chase shrugs. "Its been happening for a while now, but Adam use to be here to keep them away. But now that he's gone they've become bold." Chase answers, he still seems ashamed.
"Why haven't you told me? Does Bree know?" I ask. Bree is in the fifth grade, so she still attends elementary school.
"I didn't want you to worry, and Bree doesn't know. I only told Adam because they never bothered me when I was around him or Ethan and Trent, so I figured he scared them." Chase answers.
"Chase you need to tell me when this happens, so I can stop it. Promise me you tell me from now on when stuff like this happens." I say, worried that he'll keep it quiet and it will only get worse.
"I promise dad." Chase says.
The principle walks in and I tell her the story and Chase gives her the names.
"I'm going to take him home now." I say.
The principle nods and I guide Chase out of the school.
Once we reach the car Chase asks, "Dad why is your tie stuck in the door?"
A/N This one's for BillyUngerLover who wanted another one about Chase.
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