Hey guys! Happy Tuesday! I'm so sorry I haven't updated in forever. I've been so busy with school. My finals are in two weeks and I've been studying really really REALLY hard for them. Also, I've been feeling sick so I've been relaxing. Wow, 16 reviews?! You guys are the best! Thank you so much! Your reviews make me so happy!
Ok so some of you have been asking if Douglas is in this story and it's funny you ask because he's going to be introduced in this chapter. He's not evil in this story. He's actually going to be really nice and helpful. Here's the next chappy!
Friday at school was halfway over. I just finished getting out English class and I was on my way to the lunch room. I hope I got a good grade on that English quiz. It wasn't that hard, so I shouldn't be too worried about it. After grabbing some lunch, I slowly walk over to my sibling's table. As I sit down, they look at me for a second, but then they soon start to talk amongst each other again. I've been getting the silent treatment from them since Monday and it's really starting to bother me. I clear my throat.
"Ok look guys" I tell them, "I know you're mad at me, but I don't deserve the silent treatment. I told you I'm sorry."
"Well sorry never fixed anything" Leo snapped.
"Yeah" Adam agreed, "What if that box would've hit us?"
"One of us could've gotten seriously hurt." No you wouldn't have. It was an empty cardboard box!
"He probably wouldn't have cared" I hear Bree mutter. I furiously stand up from the table.
You know what?" I snap, "I'm just leaving. You guys are impossible! If you don't want my apology, then I'll just take it back. I'm going somewhere else to eat."
"Good" Bree whispers. I throw my untouched lunch away and walk out of the cafeteria. I end up going to sit all alone in the library. I hear my phone buzz and I see I've gotten a text from Millie. Wow. She finally responded to my question after two days. I read her text,
Millie: I didn't post the picture.
Me: Well then who did?
Millie: I don't know.
Me: You obviously do. You were in the room while the picture was being taken.
Millie: So were you.
Me: Who posted the picture?"
Millie: I told you I don't know, now leave me alone!
I don't respond to her. She knows who took the picture. If it wasn't her, then it had to be somebody else who was in the room. Come on Chase, think. Was there anyone else in the room besides Millie and me? Oh why can't I remember?!
…..
The school bell rings and I exit my math class quickly before Mrs. Teeters could say anything to me. I put my books in my locker as I watch my siblings exit the building together. I guess they weren't going to wait for me…. I slam my locker shut and walk to the restroom. After I use the restroom, I walk back into the empty hallway to find out that everyone has gone home. Man, everyone left school that quick? Well I guess since its Friday, no one wants to stay around in school. I hear another beep come from my phone and I see it's from Millie. I thought she didn't want to text me anymore. I open her message to see an attachment.
Millie: You might want to check this out….you look ridiculous.
I gulp as I click open the attachment. It was the same blogging site that I was on last time. The same "unknown" person has posted about ten new photos and one new video about an hour ago. The caption of the whole album was, "Pics and Vids of the Dare. More vids coming soon" I look at all of the photos of me in the bed passed out. Most of the pictures are me just looking awful and ridiculous and some of the pictures were of me looking confused at the camera. I started breathing heavily. I then click on the video. There's no one else in the video except me, but I hear Millie and a few other girl voices giggling in the background. Whoever is holding the camera walks closer to the bed and shoves the camera in my face.
"Say hi to the camera Chase" I hear someone say. In the video, I unsuccessfully try to swat the camera away.
"S-stop i-i-it" I stutter out on the film, trying to turn my face away from the camera. I hear girls in the background start to laugh.
I don't even make it halfway into the video before I turn it off. I quickly shove my phone into my pocket. Why? Why would someone do that to me? I don't even want to see the comments for the pictures and video. They're probably horrible. Who keeps putting this on the internet and why? Soon everyone's going to know about what happened. Millie's probably doing this to embarrass me. But why? I didn't do anything wrong to her! Oh why is this happening to me?!
I start to shake really hard. I see black dots start to dance around my vision. I feel my body swaying back and forth. Oh no. What's happening to me? In seconds I collapse on the floor and fall into the darkness…
"Yeah. You need to get down here right away! No I'm not trying to punish him for doing too much work this time. This is serious. I found your kid passed out in the middle of the hallway after I came back from the cafeteria after I was taking money from the cash register. I'm dead serious. Ok. Ok. Calm down Don. I took him to the nurse's office and he's lying on the bed. He's fine, or well I least I think he's fine. He's unconscious still…."
I start to flutter open my eyes. When they're fully open I find out that I am in the school clinic, lying down on one of the beds. I look out the clinic door to see Principal Perry sitting at her desk, talking loudly to someone on the phone. What just happened? I didn't faint did I? Maybe I did. I probably passed out from being in shock after seeing those pics and videos on that attachment Millie sent me. I guess my body couldn't take it anymore. Perry turns to face me.
"Ok, I think he just woke up, so I'm going to see how he's doing. Ok and hurry!" She hangs up the phone and dashes over to me.
"Principal Perry?" I ask, "What's going on? How'd I get here?"
"I brought you here. I found you out in the hallway unresponsive. I took you here and called your dad. He's coming to get you." Wow. This is maybe the first time Perry has ever been nice to me.
"Oh." I run my hand through my hair.
"So, what happened?"
"What do you mean what happened?"
"I mean, how'd you pass out? Did you get hit on the head?"
"Obviously I didn't, considering the fact I'm not clutching my head or screeching in pain."
"Ok. Ok. You don't have to get so snappy." I finally get it through my brain that Davenport's coming to get me. That's just great. He's already mad at me. I don't want him to pick me up. I sit up slightly as I lean against the wall.
"Wait did you say Davenport's going to pick me up?" She nods.
"He's your dad isn't he?" I try to stand up, but of course Perry pushes me back down.
"I don't need him to pick me up. I can just walk home."
"Chase, you just passed out. I'm not letting you leave until your dad comes and gets you. And if I have to tie you to this bed to keep you here, then I will. I'm not getting sued because I let a kid, who just fainted, get up and leave." Instead of arguing with her, I stay down. Perry walked over to the nurse's desk and grabbed something. She then came back over to me and before I could say anything, she stuffed a thermometer into my mouth.
"Hey-"
"Quiet. You're not supposed to talk with a thermometer in your mouth."
"I don't have a fever! I feel fine!"
"Shut it!" After finding out that my temperature was completely normal, she decided to do other annoying procedures to make sure I wasn't sick (which I'm not). Finally, Davenport came running through the office door.
"Is he ok?" He screeched out to Perry. They both started talking very quietly and I could see Davenport nodding his head. Soon, he slowly walked into the clinic where I am.
"Chase" he said sternly, "What happened?" I shrug. "What do you mean you don't know?"
"I don't know" I reply, "I passed out. I mean, what else is there to say?" I could tell that I was irritating him. He's probably still mad at me for coming home at midnight and for getting bad grades. Davenport turned to Perry, who was standing beside him.
"How long was he out?"
"About ten minutes. I think that he's just stressed out. All the testing that's going on this week and next week…"
"Or it could be something else…" Something else like what? "Thanks Perry. And I actually mean it this time."
"Can we just go home?" I ask, "I feel fine. I do."
"Ok, we're leaving now." Mr. Davenport grabs my hand, roughly jerks me up off the bed and walks me out of the school. Once we're in the car driving home, he goes off.
"Chase…"
"Yes" I mumble.
"Did you fake faint?" What? Did he honestly think that I'd do something like that?
"Really?" I angrily ask, "Why on earth would I do that?"
"Hmm I don't know…maybe because with me grounding you after being upset about your grades slipping and you coming home at midnight, you wanted me to feel bad about being upset with you?! You just 'fainting' all of a sudden seems fishy to me." You know the feeling when you are so mad at your parents that you want to hit them? Yeah, well I'm one step away from doing it!
"Who the heck do you think I am?" I ask, my voice getting louder.
"Honestly I don't know who you are anymore." I feel like my whole world stopped, "And don't you ever speak to me in that tone of voice ever again!" I start to roll my eyes.
"Whatever" I mumble.
"What did you say?"
"Nothing" I spit out, "Nothing."
"And don't you roll your eyes at me!" I can do anything I want. "You know what? You're grounded for another week! No games, no T.V, no sweets!"
"Oh my gosh, for what? I didn't do anything wrong!"
"For your attitude towards me and for lying!"
"How many times do I have to tell you I didn't fake faint?"
"If you didn't, then why did you faint?"
"I don't know. I'm not a doctor am I?" There was an awkward silence for the next five minutes. Mr. Davenport took a deep breath.
"Chase. This has all gotten out of control and I'm sick of it…"As he continues to blab on and on I stare out of the car window and look at all the kids playing outside with their dads, having fun. I wish I was them. When we got to the house, I immediately run to the elevator and get inside of it.
"He's just out of control" I hear Davenport say to Tasha before the elevator doors close. I blink back a couple of tears as I stare down at my phone. I open up the last text message from Millie I was reading before I fainted. I re-read it. Why would she send me something like that? She's just trying to make fun of me. The elevator beeped and I walked into the lab. I sit down at the desk and start to do my homework. I look down at my watch. It's only 4:30? Man, time's going to go by so slow for the rest of the day.
Everyone hates me. Davenport can't stand me, Bree really hates me, Adam and Leo won't talk to me and are too scared to ask me anything without thinking I will turn into Spike because Davenport brainwashed them into thinking that I'm a hateful person and Tasha…well she's probably secretly mad at me too…
It's 1:00 in the morning and I still can't fall asleep. I glance over at Bree and Adam and see them sleeping soundly in their capsules. I bet Davenport, Tasha and Leo are asleep as well. I guess I can't fall asleep because I'm thinking about the blog post "unknown" had posted to the world. Who's all seen that? This is so embarrassing. Not only am I thinking about that, but I'm thinking about my family. Do I really want to sleep in the same room as my siblings who hate me? Plus, I'm thinking about how to pull up my school grades so I can have straight As again. I step out of my capsule and put my shoes on. Maybe I should go to Douglas's apartment. It's not that far from here on foot. At least he doesn't hate me like everyone else in this house does. I quietly go upstairs and I leave my house. While walking to Douglas's house it started to rain really hard. I knew I should've brought my umbrella. After 20 minutes, I made it to the front door of Douglas's apartment. I'm soaking wet. I hope he's still up at this time. I knock on the door. A couple of minutes later, I hear Douglas's voice from the other side of the door.
"Who is it?" I hear him shout.
"It's Chase" I reply. Douglas unlocks the door and opens it.
"Chase?" he asks surprised, "What are you doing out here in the rain? It's 1:45 in the morning."
"I-I-I c-can't live with them anymore Douglas" I tell him, my voice being shaky from being super cold, "I c-can't." Douglas gives me a concerned look.
"You can't live with them? What? Chase you're soaking wet, come on inside…" He pulls me inside of the apartment, closing the door behind him.
So, how was that? In this story Douglas has moved out of the Davenport house and moved into his own apartment.
Poor Chase. Davenport's just getting worse and worse isn't he? And this "Unknown" person keeps putting pictures and now videos of Chase at the party online. That's horrible. Here are some questions for ya,
What do you think Chase is going to say to Douglas?
Do you think he'll tell Douglas about the party?
Do you still think Millie is the "Unknown" person on the blogging website?
Make sure to R&R for me. I'll try to update as soon as I can, but it may take a while. Thanks for reading and see you next chapter!
