GUYS I AM SOSOSOSOSO SORRY! DAMN I KNOW IT WAS TOO LONG BUT I WAS IN MIDTERMS AND I WAS STUDYING! T.T Good news is that I will have good grades! :D Enjoy this chapter!
Check my deviantart account to see how Seb's zodiac in his back looks like and the other drawing I did for the story :3!
"Sebastian?" A voice called to him and the teen turned around.
A white haired little boy was staring him with big sad eyes.
"Sebastian…" He repeated and sniffed.
The teen choked down a sob when he recognized him. "J-Jack!"
"Sebas...Why did you kill me,Sebas...I'm sorry" The little boy whimpered.
Sebastian shook his head and tried to approach the boy, but he continued walking backwards.
"I-I'm sorry! Please! I'm sorry!" Seb pleaded.
Jack's bruises started showing and a river of blood suddenly started streaming from his head, covering his whole forehead in red. "You killed me...You killed us, Sebastian" He repeated.
The teen looked around and the emptiness of the place changed. He saw his brothers. Stanley was surrounded by blue flames, screaming in agony as the flames burned him alive, Stanford was chained and hanging from his arms as he was electrocuted. Monsters, his friends, Bill's friends, were laughing and digging their sharp nails in his brother's body, tearing his flesh and drawing blood.
"You are a monster...You killed us..." Jack said in a tiny voice.
"NO!" Seb screamed and looked at his hands, covered in blood. Jack and his brothers weren't there anymore. Their destroyed and bloody bodies were lying lifeless in front of him.
"NOOO! NOOOO!"
"NOOO!"
Sebastian woke up with a loud terrified scream, only to be received by pain. He had had to endure this pain for 6 months now. It should be lasting just 15 seconds though...why wasn't stopping?!
His fear of his nightmare was drowned by the immense pain and with both eyes exposed and huge, he screamed again.
"AAaaaaAAAAHHH!"
'I told you the time would just get longer...' Bill sneered.
Just when the pain was decreasing, a man dressed in white entered to the white, clean room Seb was in.
"Hey-hey! It's ok! It's ok!" The startled man tried to calm down the scared teen. "No one is going to hurt you!"
Where was he?! How did he end up here?! Ah!
Seb scanned the place quickly and he realized three things. One. He had an IV in his five fingered hand. Two. He was lying down on a bed with white sheets. Three. He was wearing a gown. A hospital gown.
He was in a hospital with no recognizition of how he ended up here.
"It's o-..." the man trailed off when he noticed his yellow eye.
Sebastian rolled his eyes. Damn. He was tired of the same reactions...He hadn't shown his eye in almost four years for a reason...
"Where am I?!" He demanded, trying to stand up but too weak and hurt to do so. His face was hurting like hell too. Maybe he was bruised...Stupid weak meatsack.
Bill decided to fill him up.
'After you broke Snowflake's neck' Bill said cheerfully. 'You ran away like the little weak human you are. Then, when you were far away from everyone, you weakly passed out for blood loss in the middle of the street'
Seb sobbed and the nurse frowned worriedly.
"Kid?"
"How did I end up here?" Seb mumbled. He saw his arm had some stitches and he was covered in already dirty bandages.
'I don't know. You passed out, genius!' The demon in his mind spat. 'How do you expect me to see without our eye'
"A woman found you passed out and in a really bad shape on the street, not too far away from here" the man informed him.
The teen groaned when he noticed the nurse was trying hard not to look at his yellow eye.
"I want my eye-patch back" he demanded and used a lock of his long hair to cover his eye awkwardly.
"I am afraid it was lost when you were brought to the hospital..." The man coughed. "The doctor also had to cut your shirt to stitch you up, you had a really nasty cut on your chest"
Seb frowned and lifted the gown to see, that in fact, he had been stitched up and bandaged.
"It is a miracle that didn't kill you"
"So where are the rest of my stuff?" Seb asked, wanting to sound angry and menacing but he didn't have enough energy to do so.
The man walked toward a table and grabbed a white bag.
"Here. Everything except your shirt is here. We even took the time to take it to the laundry so they could wash them, Sebastian"
"Tha-" Seb perked up. "How do you know my name!?"
"We checked your ID" The man grinned.
"Oh..."
The man sat down next to him. "How are you feeling, buddy?"
"Like shit" Seb spat and turned around slightly.
"Don't worry, we will take care of you until you heal" The man said softly. "I can even get you another eyepatch if you want"
Seb didn't want another. Well, he DID, but he wanted to get out, he wanted this to be dream and when he woke up, he wanted to be with Jack, safe and sound, or even better, he wanted this to be a horrible nightmare because he would wake up at home, with his brothers and mom not hating him...
Seb suddenly remembered something. Fuck.
"How much?" He asked softly.
"Excuse me?" The man asked.
"Don't have money to pay this...I-" Seb sniffed. "I-I can't pay to be here" A sob escaped his throat. They will make him pay! Lots and lots of money! When they knew he couldn't, they will throw him to prison!
Seb didn't know he was hyperventilating.
"Hey,hey it's ok! It's ok! We-We will get there when the times comes, ok?" The nurse tried calming down the scared teen.
"No...No! I can't pay! I will never be able to pay!" Seb digged his nails into his stitches and hissed.
'You will be thrown to prison for life, kid! For murder and for debt!' Bill2 laughed.
"Stop!" The man cried when he saw the teen in a clearly not right state of mind ripping the bandages from his arm.
He deserved the pain. He was useless! He was a monster. He was a murderer! He deserved everything bad he had lived until now, he deserved to be burnt...
"Why didn't you kill me?!" The kid screamed in a high pitched voice. "Kill me! Kill me!"
Sebastian saw the man getting something out of his pocket and before he knew it, he dug a needle in his arm.
The panicked and altered teen dropped unconscious seconds later.
"So, you don't have family we can call?" The nurse from before, Adam, asking him once Seb woke up hours later after been sedated.
"No...I don't have anyone"
Adam hummed.
Sebastian was avoiding looking at the man. Adam wasn't a bad guy, he was kind and he was trying to help him, he was just been a dick just because, like always, he was ungrateful and stupid and fucked things up.
He had called someone from an organization and kindly donated him clothes to wear because he didn't have any anymore. He even bought him an eyepatch for free! And how did Seb thank him? Ignoring him.
Seb looked up at the nurse and realized he was also telling him about emergency shelters or housing for homeless. He didn't want that...He prefered dying in the streets than lowering himself to that...
Then the pain was back. Sebastian screamed.
Adam jumped immediately to help him, checking over his stitches to see the problem. "What's wrong?! Sebastian!"
Sebastian cried, unable to respond. This was killing him! The only time he wasn't in pain was when he was sleeping, and he needed to be sedated (or like before, taking pills) for that to work.
'That's why I have been telling you to accept my offer, kid! It would be like sleeping every day!' Bill2 insisted.
The pain went away and Seb was left gasping for air and dying of embarassment in front of the man.
"Sebastian..." The startled nurse started. "Does your pain has anything to do with your...your scars?"
The teen's eye widened. "Wha-"
"You have...something carved up in your back..." Adam bit his lip. "Who did that to you?!"
Seb shook his head. "No one..." he said and went back to staring at his hands.
He did it. He was a monster and he brought that pain upon himself...
Seb was allowed to leave the hospital. He signed some papers because supposedly the 18yr old was a responsible adult now and he left with half his body patched up and with a debt which was worth more than him...
Sebastian was wearing the clothes they had brought for him, his jacket and his sneakers. He also had some money in his wallet and a debit card which, according to his calculations, should be enough to keep him going a bit longer.
So the first thing he did, was taking a bus far away from New York.
He didn't know why he kept doing this. Escaping and uselessly wasting money...But he also knew damn well why.
He couldn't stay. The police might be looking for him. Mr. Andrei would be so furious and devastated and would probably be asking private detectives to find him to kill him too or to throw him to prison where he was going to be tortured and raped and then painfully killed for murdering an innocent little boy...
'Awesome'
So yeah. He had to get away.
He went to Pennsilvania and he crashed in the cheapest and ugliest motel he had found on the road after wandering the dark streets for hours.
He was tired; his body ached where his stitches were and his stomach growled painfully in need of food. The former All Poweful Demon, a being of pure energy without weaknesses, sobbed helplessly on the bed of a motel, trembling in pain and burning in a slight fever.
He wasn't a demon anymore. He was a human boy and he wanted to go home...
Sebastian knew luck wasn't on his side; it had never had, but right now? Right now the world was plain mocking him.
His fever got worse when he woke up the next da; his arm stitches had gotten infected for not changing the dirty bandages and his arm was swollen and red, becoming an itchy pain in the ass.
He had tried going into town to look for a job, but he literally fainted at the entrance because everything was spinning around. Stupid meat sack susceptible to infections and diseases.
Some women came every morning to clean the room, just to see the feverish teen shivering in bed, wheezing and crying from time to time.
Sebastian hated pity. He despised it. It made him feel useless and incapable of taking care of himself, but when he heard the women sadly talking about him 'Poor thing' 'He hasn't eaten in days, someone should help him...', he didn't have the energy to snap at them.
He was looking pathetic, didn't he? Deathly pale from not eating, sick, unable to move, waiting for the fever to go down on its own or finishing the job the accident didn't (He was that broke he couldn't spend money on medicine) plus the periodic pain from his back that made him scream and sob must really be an incredibly pathetic sight.
The cleaning women were so sad for him they bought painkillers and pills to battle his infection, and started bringing him something to eat.
Sebastian wanted to kill himself. Being already weak was embarassing enough, he didn't want anyone's help!
However, he was glad they helped him...He started getting better soon after that, and when he was feeling a lot less like crap, he started looking for jobs.
He scanned every newspaper, every magazine. He didn't care what he had to do, he just needed the money!
But really luck wasn't on his side...Most jobs rejected him, asking for experience or some kind of education.
Something he lacked.
After another unproductive day, the tired teen returned to the motel. He needed a job...The little money he had left was going to finish any time soon.
'No one wants a stupid 18yr old who didn't finish high school' Bill reminded him usefully. 'No one will hire you, ever'
He walked inside to the crappy cafeteria the motel had and sat down tiredly, blinking away his tears. He really should eat something, he had been taking pills with his stomach absolutely empty. Maybe that was why it was burning...
"Daddy! Wait"
Seb turned around lazily and saw two little boys running behind a man. Well, the youngest was running behind the man and the older behind the shorter, trying to catch him.
"I told you to wait inside!" The black haired black snarled, adjusted his bag. "I have to go. I'll be back" He pushed the door in a rush and left.
"Hey! You know dad have to leave sometimes!" The older one, a kid with green eyes and dirty blond hair scolded the small brunet when their dad was out of sight. "You can't run away from me like that"
"I am sorry..." he pouted. "...I am hungry" he pointed at his belly.
Seb saw the blond sigh tiredly, as if he was carrying the weight of the world over his small shoulders, and gave a forced smile. The teen knew it was one, he knew how to recognize one.
All of his smiles were forced.
"Sorry. Dad didn't leave me money...Come on, let's go wait for him in the reception, Sammy"
Seb glanced at the kids once last time before looking at his pocket, where his thinning wallet rested.
'Don't you FUCKING dare'
Seb sighed. Curse his human kindness.
"Hey!" He called the boys, who turned around confused.
"Are you two hungry? How about a sandwich? I can get you one if you like"
The brunet smiled widely and escaped from his surprised big brother's hand to run toward him.
"Really?!"
Seb ruffled his hair. "Haha. Sure. Why not"
The blond narrowed his green eyes and a pout decorated his freckled chubby face. "What do you want?"
Seb smiled at him. "Nothing, I promise. I just want to help" Matsuda helped him when he was in need, Mr. Andrei helped him when he was cold in the streets and the cleaning women helped him when he was sick...He wanted to help the kids too .
Seb bought 2 sandwiches and handed one to each brother. He smiled fondly as the blond helped 'Sammy' open his wrapping and not getting himself dirty.
The blond kid looked at the older boy and nodded in appreciation. "Thanks"
"No problem, it is not fun going out without dinner"
And he talked for experience. The Axolotl knew how many times he went without eating...
"Yeah, because then your tummy hurts and that isn't nice" Sammy agreed.
"So...Are you staying at the motel?"
"It is none of your business, I don't have to answer to your questions" Blondie spat.
What was wrong with this kid? He was as paranoid and distrustful as...as...
He wanted to say a name, it wasn't his triplet, it was someone else but he couldn't remember...
"Geesh. Ok...Calm down...I was just trying to help"
Sammy munched on his food happily, not understanding why his brother didn't want to tell anything to the boy who bought them food so he decided to be polite and answer.
"We were, but we were leaving when Dad said he had a job to do right, right now so he left and now we have to wait for him"
Blondie sighed. "Yeah, what he said"
"What does your dad do for a living?" Seb asked the kids. What job could a man have that he had to fly away and leave his kids without even a bedroom to wait him in?
"He..." Blondie swallowed his food and looked at him eyes wide. "He hunts. He is a hunter"
Seb frowned. He left his kids alone to hunt?!
"Hunter" he repeated.
"But he is also a mechanic" Sammy added.
"I prefer the hunting part" Blondie grinned. "Family Business...I am an expert too. When I grow up, I'll be like him" he told him proudly.
Seb had never gone hunting. He didn't know if Filbrick had hunted before or if he liked it, but he had never taken any of them before.
He guessed it must be really fun if a kid his age was so determined to become one as an adult.
"And your dad?" Sammy asked curiously to his new friend.
"He...He was a tailor" Seb answered fondly.
"Why was? What does he do no-OW!" His older brother nudged him.
"Shut up, Sammy" the green eyed kid looked at him. "I-I am sorry, dude..." The kid looked really sad.
"I'm Sebastian, and don't worry, it's been almost 2 years already..."
"I'm Dean" the kid stretched his hand to shake,apparently making peace with him and Seb offered his six fingered hand.
"Wow! Dean, look! He has six fingers! That's so weird!" The younger kid exclaimed.
"Sam, shut your cakehole!" The older boy scolded. He looked at the hand he was touching and noticed that in fact it had 6 digits. "Uh...wow. Awesome, dude"
Seb let go, turned his hand into a fist and hid it between his legs, blushing. "Thanks..." he mumbled. "Um...Your dad seems to leave quite a lot...don't you need someone to take care of you?" It didn't hurt trying.
Dean shook his head. "Nah. We move a lot. We practically live on the road...Besides, I can take care of my brother perfectly fine"
"Sure you can, kiddo" Seb smiled slightly.
They talked for a while. Seb decided that he couldn't go to bed and sleep knowing they would be wandering alone until their dad came back so he waited with them.
More than half an hour passed, and when his back burnt, the kids panicked, not knowing why their friend was hurting.
"I'm ok, I'm ok!" Seb reassured them with a shaky voice once those 45 long seconds passed.
"Dude! Don't do that! You scared the hell out of us!" Dean shouted.
Things calmed down pretty quickly after that and after a bit more of talking, Sammy fell asleep on his brother's shoulder.
"Ah, that moment when you turn into a pillow for your brother. It's a classic" Seb joked.
Dean chuckled and adjusted his brother so he was sleeping with his head on his lap.
"I don't mind...You have a younger brother,uh?"
"Yeah. He is Sam's age..." Seb deflated a bit thinking about Shermie. He missed him so much...
"Dude, not that I am ungrateful or I don't like your company or whatever, but why are you still here? And I mean it, you didn't have to help us and yet you did"
Seb shrugged. "I am too good for my own liking" He joked.
Dean giggled.
"And I was worried something might happen to you two" He said after thinking his answer a little bit.
"You know how to use a gun?"
Seb shook his head.
Dean yawned and chuckled. "Then I am in more position to protect you..."
The blond's smile disappeared. "My dad isn't bad" He said. "I know you might be thinking that, but it is not that way" the boy said firmly. "He has an important job and we help, but he loves us, ok?"
Dean yawned loudly and snuggled closer to the seat. "I'm tired..." He said at the end.
The poor kid was exhausted, but he wouldn't allow himself to relax and sleep in front of a stranger, even less with his brother needing him.
Seb understood because he would do the exact same if he was him.
"I'll wait with you, kid. Just sleep"
Dean couldn't take it anymore and he was out cold shortly after that.
Minutes after his back started hurting once again, their father came back, looking frantically for his kids.
He spotted Sebastian sitting on a table with his two sleeping kids and he walked toward hin menacingly.
Seb stood up immediately and walked backwards in fear. "S-Sir! Sir! I-I-"
"Who are you?! What are you doing with my boys!?" He hissed.
"I'm Sebastian! I stay at the motel! I was here when I saw your kids and I was just waiting with them until you came back!" Seb explained as quickly and quietly as possible in a high pitched voice.
"Are you a demon?"
What the fuck?!
"What?" Seb grimaced.
"Sorry..." the black haired man with a beard massaged his temples. "I remember now. I have seen you around these days..." He looked at the table and saw the wrappings the sandwiches came in.
"You bought them that?"
Seb nodded warily.
The man pulled out his wallet and gave him the first bill that came out. "Thanks..."
Seb gaped at the wrinkled bill. There was no way he was giving him 50 dollars for two 3 dollars sandwiches!
When he looked at the man, he was already walking toward his kids. With one hand he easily picked up Sam and then Dean, both so tired they didn't even shifted.
"Sir..."
The man turned around. "You've been looking for a job, haven't you, kid?"
This man was very observant apparently.
"Y-yes..."
"Go into town. There is a small business, a cafeteria next to a bookshop. I made a...mechanic job for the owner, they owe me a favor"
Seb gaped. "Thanks..."
The man once again walked to the exit door, this time carrying his two kids, when Seb called him one more time.
"Wait! Wha-What's your name, sir?"
"Winchester. John Winchester"
-.-
Sebastian didn't know what kind of job that man did for the owner of the place because when he introduced himself to her and told her that he knew him, the woman gave him the job immediately, she didn't even ask for training or anything.
The teen didn't care though! He finally had a job!
He signed a contract and gave his clothes' sizes so they could give him his uniform for his first day next week.
Let's just say, that alone almost made him quit.
"I look ridiculous in this..." Seb pulled the shirt's collar awkwardly.
The uniform was a white long sleeved shirt, a GREEN vest, black pants and shoes and a black shirt apron all waiters wear. Ugh. Green was totally NOT his color...
He was paid less than what he earned with Mr. Andrei because it was a part time job, working from 7am to 1pm, lunch included. He really needed the money...but at what cost?!
He had woke up at 5:30am in pain, like everyday since he turned 18, and after a while trying not to cry, and without anything in his growling stomach, Seb changed his clothes and walked slowly through the cold streets until he arrived to his new workplace.
The staff were nice people, albeit a little bit too curious about his eye patch and personal life, he was the youngest employee in the restaurant after all. The head waiter, a middle aged man with gray hair, was the one in charge of explaining to him everything he needed to know and the scowling man did it in 5 minutes.
"Ok, listen, boy, this are the things you must know..."
Politeness was rule number one, extremely important, keeping his uniform inmaculately clean was another, no earrings, sparkling shoes, always wear the black waiter apron, curly hair with gel and out of his face, preferably cut, and nails short and clean. The list was endless.
Mid-explanation about the locker he had in the employees' room, his back started burning and Seb couldn't stop the moan of pain that escaped his mouth.
"Are you ok, kid?"
Seb grimaced in pain, breathing in and out, and nodded. "Yes, sir" He gritted his teeth.
The man, Paul, narrowed his eyes suspiciously but let it go. He had more important things to do than babysitting a blind kid. "Ok then. Go clean the dishes and glasses while the restaurant fills up. Be careful" he warned.
Seb sat down and started drying the glasses. After what seemed like hours, he pouted. This was boring!
He saw a family entering the cafe for breakfast and they sat down on a table close to him.
Seb smiled and grabbed a notepad. Finally something to do!
"Hi! Welcome! I'm Sebastian, can I have your order!?" He offered with a huge smile, showing off his sharp fangs.
The mother frowned and looked at her husband while the kids giggled.
"No. Not yet. We need a menu first" the man raised an eyebrow.
"Oh right! Haha!" Seb grabbed some from the counter and forced the adults to grab them. "Here"
"Do you have crayons?" The little girl asked him.
Seb hummed. No they didn't... "No, sorry, but I have this pen! And...this paper!" He tore a paper from the notepad and crouching next to the girl, he offered her his pen.
"Thank you!" She smiled.
The older little boy gasped. "What happened to your eye?! Are you a pirate?!"
"David!" The woman scolded.
Seb laughed. "No! It exploded! Like this! BOOOM!" He shouted at the boy's face and he whimpered.
The head waiter must have saw him because he was suddenly pulled away from the family. "I am so sorry! He is training!" The man quickly apologized in name of his youngest charge and dragged him away.
Seb bit his lip. "I didn't do anything wrong" he quickly defended himself.
Paul sighed angrily. "What did I tell you?"
"Not to move from my place"
"And what did you do!?"
"I moved from my place...But I am a waiter! I just wanted to take their order!"
"No. You are a trainee, you are a boy without any experience at all in this workplace. You must be grateful Ms. Franny is an extremely good person with disabled people because otherwise you wouldn't be here" The man said coldly.
Seb gasped.
What was wrong with him?! His blind eye had never stopped him from doing anything in his 18 years of human life!
'Except being normal of course!'
Ouch" Seb deadpanned.
"You will do what I tell you, because if not, you will get fired! Ya got it, kid?!"
His eye under the eye patch turned slightly red as Seb fumed. "Yes, sir"
"Good. Now, go clean the tables"
Sebastian hated working there.
The job wasn't bad itself, it was damn Paul making his life a living hell!
Seb had got the training he needed and memorized the entire menu so he could give recommendations to the costumers but the stupid old man was determined to keep him picking dirty dishes, washing them or even cleaning around the kitchen just because he was half blind! It angered him so much to be treated like that!
He even heard him complain to another waiter about how he would drop a tray if he was carrying dishes.
Despite the troubles, Seb had found a night shift in a small casino in town as a waiter and after a few days, he was assigned bartender. It was so much fun! He didn't know why, but Bill had loved preparing drinks and that memory had stayed!
The second job and the tips from drunk men and women alike, made him consider the possibility of looking for room, it wasn't convenient to continue living in the motel, so finding college students looking for a roommate was the best option; it was getting harder to walk from the motel to town, it was too far. He had found an ad pasted on a street, he just needed to call tomorrow...
Seb handed a sobbing drunk man the bill and immediately squeaked when a drunk woman jumped to the counter and touched his chest, her hands trying to unbutton his shirt.
"You are so-so damn hot, baby! Come with me, I wanna have some fun!"
Seb, blushing, awkwardly pried her hands away and sighed.
He was so tired...
The day Sebastian was going to call to ask about the room, there was a car accident in front of the restaurant, a man with his wife crashed against a wall because of a break's failure.
Cops and an ambulance were suddenly surrounding the place and the loud sirens paralyzed Seb.
The teen didn't even realize when air stopped flowing to his lungs, when his heartbeat suddenly increased because before he knew it, he was having a panic attack.
Jack was dead. Jack died. He killed him. He was a murderer, he was a disgusting monster! Why didn't he die instead!?
One of his co workers quickly rushed to help and tried to calm him down as his breathing got faster and heavier. Sebastian's legs gave in and the teen fell to the floor hyperventilating.
"Sebastian! Sebastian! Can you hear me?!"
After a few painful minutes, the victims were rushed to the hospital and Seb was having a glass of water to calm his nerves.
'Get OVER it already! You killed him, so what?! We used to do that all the time and never cared' Bill2 huffed.
The sudden pain in his back brought new tears to his eye and reminded the teen THAT was exactly why he was human and in pain in the first place...
He was sorry he was a monster, if only his other half was too...
The day went back quickly after that. He was starting to take the customers' orders because another waiter quit, much to Paul's dismay, and it was much more entertaining than cleaning dirty dishes.
He had lunch and after changing clothes, he went to the closest payphone to call. Some students were asking for a roommate, the rent wasn't high and he needed to convince them to stay because he had to leave the motel that night.
"Hello?" A voice on the other side asked.
Seb jumped startled before answering. "Oh, hi. My name's Sebastian Pines, I call for the room you are-"
"OH, THAT'S GREAT!" The voice excitedly shrieked. "We thought no one would call! You can come look at it if you want!"
"Really?"
"Yeah!" The voice assured. "Just come and we will talk here, we are home"
Ok then. He could do that. "Sure. I'll go"
"Ok, see ya!" He hung up and Seb sighed.
He wasn't that far away from the address in the paper so he decided to walk.
Roommates...He had never had roommates...Would be nice living with strangers? What if they were nasty or loud or annoying?! Then again, maybe they weren't that bad, that guy seemed friendly enough.
'Why do care? No one likes you anyway'
Seb bit his lip at the sight of the old and neglected building. He looked down at the paper he had in hand and grimaced. Yeah, this was the address.
Don't be a baby, Pines! He told himself. You have slept in the streets and ate from the garbage! This is nothing!
Seb glanced at the apartment's number. 1776?! Just how many apartments were here?!
There were 7 floors but fortunately there was an elevator.
The teen grimaced at the walls and the bad shape of the place. He could see part of the bricks were paint should be.
Seb noticed the numbers were also a mess, organized in disorder, there were actually only 4 apartments in floor 7 but the numbers were 700, 736, 756 and 776. It was super odd.
Seb knocked on the door of 776, maybe the extra one was a typo.
A boy, his age or maybe a bit older, with a messy beard, disheveled brown hair in a ponytail, opened the door. He was wearing boxers and had his mouth dirty from eating cereal. He narrowed his eyes.
"Who are you"
Seb tried hard. He really did. But it was impossible to resist the urge to stare at his toned abs.
His face turned red. Stupid blood.
"Alex, put on some damn clothes!" Another voice shouted from the inside and noticed Seb on the door, Seb recognized the voice.
"Hi! How can I help you?" A curly cheerful boy grinned, his eyes were greenish and his face, arms and neck were covered in lots of freckles. Damn he was cute too.
"I-I come for the-the room..."
"Oh! You are Sebastian!" He smiled. "I am Jonathan, you talked to me on the phone! Come in! Come in!"
Alex moved aside and continued eating his food as he scanned his new roommate up and down.
"Ya have a nice ass" He finally declared and Seb heard Jonathan shout.
"No homo though" He laughed.
Seb blushed deeply and looked at his hands. He had a nice butt?
"The apartment is kinda small but it is enough, trust me" Jonathan said. "We lived with TWO more people before until one returned to France and the other had to return home for personal issues"
"Why are you telling 'im about our friends, Johnny?" Alex asked the freckled boy.
"I'm just saying that so he knows that the apartment is enough for three of us!" Johnny shouted at his friend who groaned and went to the kitchen for more cereal "Anyway, this is the kitchen, the living room, we have one bathroom there and-" He pointed to a closed door. "-that would be your room" Johnny concluded with a smile. "So?"
Seb smiled slightly. They didn't look that bad and despite the place, the apartment was nice.
"Ok, I accept" He chuckled when Johnny squealed.
"Great! When are you moving your stuff?!"
Seb hummed. "Well, can I do it today?" He had to be ready at 6:30 for his night job. It was almost 3pm, he just had to bring his backpack from the motel...It wasn't as if he had much...
"Sure! We'll be here! I'll prepare the papers you gotta sign when you come back" Johnny smiled.
"Ok, um, see ya in a bit, I guess?" Seb laughed awkwardly.
"See ya" Alex smiled.
Sebastian took a bus this time, getting as closer as he could to the motel and then walked the rest of the way. He checked out of the place and packed everything he had in the cheap duffle bag he bought.
When he returned to his new home, the two older boys had everything ready for him.
"Oh, I thought you would bring everything today" Alex commented when he saw his bag.
"That's everything" Seb replied as he finished signing the papers.
Alex winced when Johnny glared at him and hit him in the back of his head.
When everything was done, Alex said. "Ok, there are a few rules in this household you gotta know, ok?"
"Ok" Seb said as he sat down on the couch.
"First. This ain't ours. The woman renting would get nuts if we break anything or damage anything, because the contract says she has to pay for the installations and furniture, so just be careful" Alex explained.
"Second" Johnny said. "Everyone buys their own stuff, but if you need someone of us to buy you something if you don't have time, we'll do and you give us the money later"
Seb nodded, bouncing his leg up and down.
"Third. No noise. I don't know how you study for college but we study law and we hate to get distracted especially in midterms and finals" Alex said with a serious voice.
"I-I am not in college..." Seb mumbled. He was too stupid for that. He couldn't even finish high school...
"You don't? Oh...Ok...You work then?" Johnny asked.
"Yeah. As a waiter and a bartender"
"Wow! That's so cool!" Alex exclaimed. "And you do all kind of drinks?" The black haired man asked excitedly.
Seb nodded and laughed. "Yeah"
"Wait, how old are you? I forgot to ask but you look like a kid" Alex said.
"Hey!" Seb pouted. "I'm 18!"
"Whaat?! You look younger, dude! I'm 19 but professors say my mind is older" Alex smiled smugly.
"Yeah because you always fight with them and they say you are stubborn as a mule!"
"Jonathan is just jealous because he is an old man"
"I'm just 20!" Johnny pouted.
"I'm sorry to ask, but if you are in college why don't you stay there?" Seb asked confused. He thought colleges had dorms.
Alex laughed. "Our lifestyle is...too much for college, we prefer being away from them. Oh! That reminds me!" Alex said. "If you have sex, keep it quiet and clean afterwards"
The older boys laughed at Seb's embarrassed red face.
"Alex! Look what you've done!" Johnny laughed.
"I'm just telling him our rules!"
'I like these kids' Bill2 mused and Seb, for the first time, had to agree with him...
-.-
Living with strangers was better than Seb thought. He didn't return home to an empty motel room, now he entered to a home, with busy, college students who loved to bother each other and apparently became best, best friends a year ago.
Johnny's parents apparently had a lot of money and told him to continue with their business, but the young man wanted to do something different and travelled from South Carolina to here to study, just to be far away from his parents. That didn't mean he wasn't still pampered. He had an expensive car and really nice clothes. Alex on the other hand, was an immigrant, he came from one island in the Caribbean, he couldn't remember which one the boy told him, and lost his parents very young. He was studying due to the complete scholarship the school gave him due to his excellent grades.
They were really intelligent and cool and huge dorks and Seb admired how firm they were about their beliefs.
"I mean, why prohibit someone to marry?! Like, it is a complete stupidity, you know?!" Alex had exclaimed while they watched Tv and ate pizza a Saturday.
Meanwhile, John screeched in anger every time he saw racism in the news. "Where the hell are they living though?! 1950's?!"
Seb couldn't be more proud of calling them his friends. They got worried when they saw him in pain, and tried to help, and despite he told them every time he was fine, he appreciated their concern.
Not many people cared for him.
"I'd like a dark coffee with the special scrambled eggs but without the salmon or onion, and blueberry pancakes please"
Seb's uncovered eye twitched. "So, the house's scrambled eggs?" Seb asked.
"I didn't say I want that" The man frowned. "I want the specials but without salmon and onion"
'Kill him. Please. I beg you. There is a knife just there' His demon self whimpered.
No, no Bill... Seb thought. We are a good person and good people don't stab each other, specially idiots.
"Very well, sir" Seb smiled between gritted teeth and snatched the menu from him.
Seb approached the kitchen and shouted his order. "One house's scrambled eggs and dark coffee. Fast,costumer's insufferable"
He returned to the table with a tray and put utensils and a napkin on the table.
He had to grip the border of the table when the pain returned, the burning like sensation was something that always took him by surprise, especially when he wasn't paying attention to the time.
"Are you alright?" The man looked up from his newspaper worriedly at the teen.
Seb took a deep breath when it finished and looked up at the man he had called idiot in his mind and smiled slightly. "Yes, thank you, sir...It's-It's just my back..."
Customers hated when he did that in front of them. They said he was scaring them on purpose.
"I know what is like to have back problems, I suffer from them since my youth" The man smiled. "Don't carry too much weight, it makes it worse" He recommended.
Seb nodded mutely and excused himself to the kitchen. That man...He cared for him...a complete stranger! And he had called him an idiot! He was the bad one, he was a monster, he thought of killing him! Why couldn't he be good?!
A sob escaped his mouth and grabbed a plastic cup to drink water.
'Aaww, poor wittle Seb is feeling sad? Pathetic" Bill2 singsonged.
"One house's eggs!"
Seb grabbed his order and took it to the man, this time with a sincere smile on his face.
After he left, he got a 14 dollar tip.
The day was slow after that. Around 12pm, they started serving their lunch menu and a family of three entered to the place. One more hour and he was free to go!
"Good afternoon! Table for how many?" Seb asked in his waiter voice.
"Three"
"Ok, right this way" Seb said automatically, not noticing the strange look the girl was giving him.
"I'll bring you our menus, my name's Sebastian, call me if you need-"
"Sebastian?!" The girl exclaimed, her huge greenish eyes widened. "Sebastian Pines!? It's me! Wanda!"
Seb dropped the menus he had grabbed and turned around to see the girl.
"Wanda!?" Seb's waiter face changed back to his normal one and a huge fanged smile adorned his features.
"Oh my god! What-How-whaatt?!" The teenage girl stood up from her chair and tackled the smiling waiter into a tight hug as the two men she came with frowned confused.
"Do you...know him?" The older man raised an eyebrow.
"He is-He was in my old high school in New Jersey!" She let go of the still shocked teen. "What are you doing?! Oh my god, you just stopped going one day I was so worried and your brothers just- We NEED to talk!" The dirty blond declared loudly and Seb smiled.
She had changed a lot since he last saw her, that's why he didn't recognize her at first. She had grown up, her long disheveled hair was short and combed and he hated to admit that for briefly seconds he was instinctively drawn to her chest...
'That changed too' Bill2 laughed at Seb's embarrassment. Stupid human body.
"Wan-Wands, I'd love to, but-but I gotta work..." Seb giggled at her pout. "How about later? I finish at 1pm"
"Great!" Wanda smiled. "I am free"
"Pines! What are you doing?!" Paul suddenly shouted, making both teens jump.
"So-Sorry, sir!" Sebastian quickly apologized. He grabbed another waiter by the shoulders and pointed at Wanda's table. "Get them, that's your table now"
Wanda's family stayed for the last hour Seb had to stay. As soon as the clock changed to 1pm, the teen changed clothes, he ate his lunch in record time and went to meet Wanda who was waiting for him by the entrance.
"How long will you stay here?" The older man asked. "I don't know him, Wanda" The man glared at Seb and the teen gulped.
The blonde rolled her eyes. "Please! I'm sixteen for God's sake! Just go! We will just talk"
The two men left, still suspicious of Sebastian even though it was Wanda who suggested to stay and talk, and finally left them alone.
"Please, excuse my step father, he is too overprotective" The girl smiled.
"I don't mind, I'm glad he's taking care of you" Seb grinned.
The girl squealed loudly and squeezed the life out of it in a tight hug. "SEBAS, I MISSED YOU SOSOSOSO MUUUCHH!" She squealed in his ear, making the older teen wince but he couldn't help but smile.
He sniffed into her hair and despite how creepy it sounded, it comforted him a lot. She still used the same shampoo, with berries essences...
"You grew up!" Wanda declared.
Sebastian laughed at the sudden revelation. "I did?"
Wanda broke the hug and looked at him with a grin. "Yeah! A lot! You weren't much taller than me when I last saw you and now BAM! You are a whole head taller!"
Sebastian hummed. He supposed he had grown a bit, Mom always called him a 'late bloomer' or whatever, but he was still pretty short compared to most men.
'Even in that you are a failure!'
"Maybe you are just getting shorter" Seb teased and the girl whined childishly, smacking his arm playfully.
They caught up in a relatively span of time. Wanda's family had moved up from New Jersey because he got a promotion. She said she was super happy in her new school.
"I started going to you know 'get help'" the younger teen made quotes with her finger and scoffed.
"You-You did?" Seb frowned. "But you aren't crazy!"
When he was a child, he remembered Filbrick arguing with mom about psychologists. Ma thought he was just different, Filbrick said he was crazy, that he would end up in a psychiatric hospital with a straitjacket. That was the first time he saw Mom slapping Filbrick.
Why did Wanda need to go to the psychologist?! What was wrong? And worst of all, why didn't she tell him when he was in school?
"I know what you are thinking, Seb...I was really sad. I really, really needed a change, and now I am finally confident with myself!" The girl grinned. "I also thought needing a psychologist was bad" She put her hand over his. "But it actually isn't"
Seb hummed and looked down. Even if he talked to someone, the poor person would end up crazy themselves. What could he even tell them?! He had a demon self that he was trying so freaking hard to suppress but sometimes it was so hard it gave him headaches and nightmares?!
No one could help him. This was a punishment and that freaking Axolotl knew it DAMN well by putting this fucking painful mark.
"So?!" Wanda suddenly exclaimed, bringing him back to reality.
She grabbed his arm as they walked down the street, and she slightly leaned against him. "Are you gonna tell me what happened or what?"
Seb looked away. "I don't know what you mean..." he mumbled.
'Sure you do! She is talking about when you were kicked out for being an idiot!' Bill2 said cheerfully.
Wanda rolled her eyes. "About you, dummy! Why did you stop going to school?" She asked softer this time. "I-I asked your triplets but they never talked about it...They also seemed to be angry with each other or giving each other the cold shoulder...I-I thought you died! Hell you scared me, idiot!" Wanda shouted and hit his shoulder, hard.
Seb sighed tiredly. The memory was still so fresh... the wound was still open...
Wanda grabbed his hands. "Are you alright?" She asked worriedly. "Was it something bad, Sebas? You don't want to talk about it?" She asked her friend with worry in her eyes.
Sebas shook his head. "No..."
Wanda smiled and leaned closer to him, resting her head on his shoulder. "It's ok, Sebis. When you're ready, I'll be here to listen"
Seb raised an eyebrow but nodded anyway. "Thanks, Wands...You are a really good friend" Seb's heart warmed up at the word. He had missed having someone to call that.
Wanda grimaced. "Yeah...Friend..." She puffed her cheeks. "Haha! Anyway! How long have you been working in my favorite restaurant, you big dummy?!"
-.-
It was saturday, June 13th, a whole month after meeting with Wanda again, and Sebastian was getting ready for his night shift, combing his wet curls into decency when the department's phone rang.
"Dudeee! Pick it! I'm busy!" Alex whined from his room.
"Urgh!" Seb mumbled before picking it up. "Hello?"
"SEB!"
"Oh! Hi Wanda!"
"Who is it?!" Johnny popped his head out of Alex's room. They were making a project for college and he could hear them struggling with the new computer Johnny's parents bought for their 'college baby boy'
"A friend, sh!"
'Why does she call so much?' Bill2 asked. He didn't sound mean or angry. He was just sincerely confused.
"Sebastian! Your birthday is this Monday!" The girl cried.
"Um...Yeah, and?"
"AND?! What do you mean by that? You are turning 19! And I wanna be with you on your birthday!"
Right. Wanda was on vacation...
"I have to work..." When did life turn so boring?
'Since you decided to break Sixer's project...And don't deny it, kid! You wanted to!'
It was an accident...
"Can-Can we at least meet each other? We can go eat an icecream, I'll pay..." She sounded hopeful and he would be a terrible person if he said no...
'Yeah...Because you are SUCH a good person...' Bill2 mumbled and Seb could feel him rolling his eye.
"Ok...We can meet, just please no-Aaahh" Seb bit his tongue to stop his scream. Damn back!
"Are you hurting again?"
"Ye-Yeah..."
"Sebas, breathe" Wanda instructed over the phone. "Breathe, Seb"
The agonizing seconds passed and Seb sighed loudly, dropping tiredly on a chair. "I...Yeah, let's meet...See ya on Monday" He tried to say casually but he still heard his friend make a distressed sound on the other side of the phone; she hated the sudden pains he had.
"Yeah...ok, please be careful"
Much to the teen's displeasure, after being painfully woken up by his burning back, the time increasing to 1 minute something, his roommates barged into his room banging pots and singing 'Happy birthday'
"Happy birthday, Seb!" Johnny smiled.
"You are one day older!" The black haired young man laughed.
Seb rubbed his eye with his fist and yawned, scratching his disheveled curly hair.
"Hey! We got you something, dude!" Johnny smiled and handed him a small wrapped gift.
'You don't deserve that'
"Oh...G-Guys...You-You shouldn't have..." Seb mumbled awkwardly. He didn't deserve it...
"Who cares?! We know you'll love it! Open it! Open it!" The older boys started chanting.
"Ok, ok..." Seb chuckled and unwrapped the present. "Oh..."
It was a beautiful sketchbook. The pages were so beautiful and pasted with tape was a small box with pens, each of them with different points.
"We always see you drawing everywhere" Alex explained.
"You even draw in napkins and you draw really good! So we thought: hey, he needs somewhere good to draw!"
"And voila!" Alex finished. "Nice pens and a nice book to draw...You like it?" He asked timidly.
Seb sniffled. "Like?! Guys, I love it! Thank you!" He threw himself over them, hugging them tightly.
The older men laughed and returned the hug.
"Why don't you teach art classes?"
"Or even better, why don't you study Art?" Alex exclaimed. "You are wasting your damn talent!"
Seb stood up from bed and laughed awkwardly. "I-I am not good...But, thanks for the present, guys, I promise I'll use it"
The boys nodded slowly. Oh, their young insecure friend. What assholes in his life damaged his self-esteem that much?
"Let's eat some breakfast!" Johnny suggested. "Now that we are all awake"
"I'll make pancakes" Alex singsonged and Johnny squealed, hugging Alex by his back and wrapping his arms around his neck.
Seb smiled. They were such good friends!
He was about to follow them when Bill2 spoke.
'And what makes you think they will invite you, uh? You didn't pay for any food, lazy, useless, pathetic, clinging to them to feed your horrible body'
Seb winced. He was right...It was their rule. Everyone bought their own food. He didn't have money so he couldn't eat.
"Guys, guys, I-I think I'll go early to work...Um, I'll be going out with a friend"
Alex and Johnny's confused expressions turned into huge grins. "Uuuhh! A GIRLfriend?!"
Seb groaned. "A friend who is a girl, yes"
'Wanda is too much for you. She will leave you when she realizes how much of a pathetic failure you are!' Bill2 laughed.
"So you will eat breakfast out again?"
"Yeah, I'll eat out" Seb lied with a smile and closed the door of his room. His smile disappeared as he took off his shirt.
He hadn't eaten breakfast in months...He needed to save to pay rent.
He took a quick bath ignoring his annoying growling digesting organ and grabbed his new sketchbook before leaving home to work.
-.-
"SEBIS! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!"
His turn wasn't over yet and Wanda had come earlier than what they planned. The other waiters and grumpy Paul now knew her though, so seeing her bubbly and loud self around the restaurant was normal now.
She tackled the young waiter into a tight hug and clung to him. "How is the birthday boy doing?!" She cooed.
"Pines! Tell your girlfriend not to come during your working hours" Paul scoffed like the grumpy old man he was.
The other waiters chuckled at Seb's red face. "She-She is-" Seb tried to correct but Wanda beat him on it.
"Oh don't worry, sir. I'll order something while waiting" She grinned easily and sat down on an empty chair. "Hey waiter, a strawberry juice please" She winked at her best friend.
Seb glared at her half heartedly as he pulled out his notepad to write down the order. "You know I can get in trouble for talking to you"
The blonde blew a raspberry. "I'm a customer! What's wrong with that?"
Seb squatted next to her to look at her light brown eyes. "Is wrong because my boss now knows you" The 19 yr old glared when Wanda patted his cheek and grinned. "Got it. In the restaurant I ain't your friend. Go bring me my drink, waiter"
The older teen groaned with a smile and left, smiling when he heard the girl giggle.
'She is too annoying' Bill2 complained.
No, she isn't! She's fun...I like-like her like she is...
"Ok, ok! So, then the whole boat turned around and we ended up on the water!" Wanda exclaimed and Seb burst into laughter.
"No way!"
The girl licked her ice cream angrily and continued her anecdote. "Yeah! The water was freezing and my brother was like 'oops' while my parents and me wanted to kill him!" She finished her rant but she had a huge smile on her face.
They fell into silence before Seb spoke. "I-I made a drawing...Can-Do you want to see it?"
"Do you still draw?" Wanda asked. "Of course I want to! You know how much I love your drawings! Is it clothes? Like the designs of your suits in school?"
Seb nodded, cursing his blood rushing to his cheeks and opened it in the first page. He had been thinking in an AWFUL dress he saw in a magazine at the bar and how it would look better.
"Did-Did you make this?" Wanda's eyes widened, running a hand delicately over the design made with pencil and decorated with black pen.
"Yeah, while waiting for the restaurant to fill up with customers" Seb grinned, actually proud of himself.
'Proud of what, kid? You should be ashamed you are still making such pathetic drawings!'
"But-But it is nothing..." Seb looked down at his ice-cream and licked it.
"Are you kidding me?!" Wanda exclaimed horrified. "What the actual hell are you doing as a waiter when you could be a fashion designer!? Sebastian! You are wasting money!"
"Hah, my roommates told me the same"
Bill had been a really good businessman and conman; it was part of his nature to lure people into doing and buying what he wanted them to and, while as a human he still in a way could do that (he knew forms of convincing people to do what he wanted, namely blackmailing) he didn't see business in everything anymore. Stan was trusted more with the pawnshop because he was just like Filbrick in that aspect, he told people exactly what they wanted, while Ford and him couldn't do that to save their lives.
It was scarily amazing how much his human side had changed him.
"And when will I meet your roommates?" She asked. Wanda quickly corrected herself when she saw Seb raising an eyebrow. "I-I mean, I wanna know if my best friend is living with nice people!" She stressed the world 'friend'
"Oh, they are really nice, don't worry, Wands" Seb smiled. "They actually got me the sketchbook!"
"Ok, you see?" The girl finished her ice-cream. "They think just like me! We are going to get you to Art School!" She smiled.
"Wands, sorry to break your bubble of sunshine and happiness but I can barely exist with two jobs, even if I wished upon a star super super hard, my fairy godmother won't come to give me the money I need to pay for a fucking university!" He exclaimed sarcastically.
"Ok, first of all, rude" Wanda raised a finger at him.
Seb snorted.
"Second. It doesn't have to be a university. There's community college. I took a course there in summer and there is a lot of variety for everyone! You can just show your high school diploma and we can see how we can pay for it!" She offered. "But I really think you should try, because-"
"I didn't finish school, Wanda" Seb so low the girl barely heard him.
"What?"
Seb choked down a sob and shook his head. "I didn't finish...I-I dropped out, Wanda..."
The blonde's eyes widened. "That's...that's why you never returned to school?" She asked in a soft voice.
Sebastian nodded slowly. "I was kicked out of my house...I haven't been in New Jersey for 2 years..." He confessed. She wanted to know? There. Now that she knew how much of a failure he was, she would leave and he would be alone again...
"AAh!" Pain! Pain! Pain!
"O-Oh..." Wanda placed one small hand over his hand and squeezed it tightly. "Sebas...It's ok" She stroked his six fingers softly as Seb clenched his teeth tightly.
"We are going to find a way, ok? It's ok, I'm here..." She said.
It sounded so sincere, it had to be fake, everyone else abandoned him, everyone else left him alone at the end...But he decided to believe her. He didn't want to be alone anymore, he didn't want to go through this pain alone anymore...
-.-
"-And she told me to go to community college! That was in my birthday. Then a few days ago she came to my work saying she had found some schools that offered exams which are like diplomas and I can take that while doing the art courses. She said she investigated how to apply for financial aid and she EVEN got a job in her aunt's store to get money to help me! That-That's...What do you think?"
He had told his roommates about his situation, after living with them for almost half a year and they got quite angry for not telling them sooner. His super cultured and literate friends hadn't reacted the way he thought when he told them he was a high school dropout. They actually got worried and asked him if he had been ok and that if he needed help, they would be glad to help.
So here he was. Feeling stupid for getting Wanda involved in this and asking for advice. Alex and Johnny blinked at him a few times.
"And are you saying she isn't your girlfriend?" Alex asked.
"Urgh! After EVERYTHING I told you, you concluded that?!"
"Sebastian! Is that, for us is super obvious!" Johnny grimaced.
"She is totally into you" Alex shrugged.
"Into me?"
Johnny approached Seb and smacked him in the back of his head "She's in love with you, idiot!"
Seb opened and closed his mouth for a few times before shutting up. Wanda?! In love with him?!
How could someone so amazing and kind fall for a monster like him?
"Dude, a normal friend doesn't take a job to help you pay the education you want just like that, or investigates everything for you. She totally wants with you"
Sebastian groaned and covered his face. "But she didn't like me before...I think" He mumbled the last part.
Alex grinned like a little shit. "Are you really sure about that? Maybe she was too shy to actually show it to youuu"
"A better question!" Johnny pushed Alex aside. "Do YOU like her?"
"N-No" Seb stuttered and blushed deeply as his roommates laughed loudly "I-I don't!" He insisted. "We are just friends, okay? It's not like I lie awake at night thinking about her!"
The older men laughed. "Ok, sure, kid. Then she IS TOTALLY helping you out of her kind heart and she just wants to help. Let her" Alex grinned.
"Urgh, I don't even know why I came to talk to you, you are insufferable!" Seb stood up and went to his room.
Wanda was his best friend, the first true friend he had apart from his triplets (they didn't really count though, and after his fucked up, they weren't friends anymore, were they?) She had been kind to him at school when everyone else hadn't, she smiled and waved and sheepishly sat next to him during lunch when his brothers weren't anywhere to be seen. They had spent recess drawing or laughing or talking shit of Ivan and he extremely adored being in her company. He loved the dimples she had, how adorable and funny her laughter was, he loved how extremely confident she was, something he wish his human body could be, and-
He turned around and looked at the clock. 12:34 am.
" Oh fuck..." He muttered.
This was Alex and Jonathan's fault! For making him notice his human emotions!
It was fine! He just needed to suppress them forever!
-.-
Seb stared in disbelief at the blue building. He did it. He was in! He was actually in! The day before he had been squealing and crying with Wanda. She still thought working to help him pay was nothing! It was a LOT! And he was already thinking how he was going to pay her back...
'Easy! Don't!'
The classes were 4 hours 4 days a week and he knew he would love them! It was going to be hard because along with this he had to prepare for that stupid equivalent exam and continue working, but it would be worth it! This was the right path! He was studying and working and he was a responsible human adult and he thought he was finally doing things right!
He confidently entered to his classroom, just to stop abruptly by the door when every female pair of eyes turned to look at him.
"Um, hi..." He waved confused. Why were they looking at him?
The women giggled as he went to take a seat in the middle. The women soon scooted closer to him.
'What's wrong with them? Will they eat us?' Bill2 asked.
Seb didn't notice how to answer that. He was also thinking they would attack in every moment.
"Heey, cutie" A black haired girl smiled. "Are you really going to take this class with us?"
"yes" Seb squeaked when she got too close for his liking.
'The knife! Take out the pocket knife!' Bill2 screamed alarmed. It was so loud, it made him flinch.
"Oh we are so glad we will have a cute boy to look at during this classes"
Just when Seb was about to escape from the witches' long and colored claws, the teacher saved him by entering to the classroom.
"Hello, good morning, everyone" She said coldly, obviously wishing to be somewhere else. Ugh. Seb hated her already. "I'm going to pass a list with your names, put a check next to it" She handed the list to girl.
"Oh, you must be Mr. Pines" The older woman looked at the teen. "I'll be sincere with you, boy. In my twenty years teaching, I only had three male students, and all of them were disappointing" She snarled, making Seb flinch. "What makes you think YOU won't disappoint me?"
"I..."
'I won't disappoint you when my knife passes your throat! HAHAHAHA!'
"Yeah, that's what I thought" The woman hummed. "Now, I'd like to start this class with some useful tips. We can't talk about fashion or what's stylish if you don't take care of your image. In my class no one is going to come with their nails dirty or half painted, you heard? And please, at least have the decency to dress properly. Dear Mr. Pines here is an example of how NOT to dress!" She said with fake enthusiasm.
The girls laughed and Sebastian sunk into his chair, hiding his red face behind his arms. He-He had been late for work today...He didn't have time to choose what to wear...
I don't want to be here anymore... He thought sourly.
After Design1, he had Basic Maths and the teacher started talking about proportion and tried to understand, he really tried, but he couldn't grab the concept as much as he tried! He got the numbers and equivalences all wrong!
It didn't help he had to be going out every half an hour when the pain got too much.
After those two classes, (for design, he was told to draw himself wearing a simple outfit, and for maths he was left some optional exercises to practice) he waited half an hour for his intensive course to prepare for the test. It was grammar today but he couldn't concentrate with his growling stomach.
Shut up! We ate lunch already!
He bought a small bag of Doritos after class to trick his stomach into thinking he ate, and took the bus home.
He returned to an empty house, Alex and Johnny must still be in college, and he threw himself on the couch.
He wasn't just tired. He was Exhausted and he still had to go work in a few hours...
Sebastian screamed as the pain resurfaced. He clawed at the cushions as fire licked his back.
Fuck! Stop!
'Why do you keep trying, idiot?' Bill2 sneered. 'Just accept you will never succeed! You aren't intelligent or talented enough! Your pathetic life is totally worthless! No one likes you, Sebastian!'
The teen clawed at his head, digging his nails into his temples as he rocked back and forth. Since when a minute was this long?!
'Do you really think you can continue this forever, kid?! The pain will become so insufferable it will drive you crazy! You CAN'T do this! No one likes you! You are a complete Failure as a human! You are a monster and will always be! Just give control of our body, Sebastian! You are alone! But I promise the pain will go away if you give me control! I promise you will never have to suffer ever again!'
Sebastian sighed loudly when his zodiac stopped burning and he tiredly wiped the sweat in his forehead.
Maybe...Maybe Bill2 was right...Today was horrible. Paul couldn't tolerate him, the teacher at college already thought he was stupid and a dissappointment (like in school) and he didn't understand anything! How was he supposed to pass his exam if he was SO stupid!?
'Yes, Sebastian...Come on...Let's make a deal, no more pain, no more stupid people who think so bad about you, no more thinking of being alone...'
"I-I..."
Sebastian was interrupted by the phone ringing. He sighed, ignoring Bill2's angry huff and he stood up to pick it up.
"He-Hello?"
"Hey, Sebis! How was your first day?!" The cheerful voice on the other side asked.
Tension seemed to leave his shoulders and the teen wiped his tears.
"Did you do something fun?! School was boring as hell, I was looking forward to speaking to you, Seb! Hellooo?"
'Sebastian! We were on something!'
"Hi!" Seb smiled tearfully. "It was..rough" he confessed.
"Aaww, don't worry! My brother said college was hard too but you are really intelligent! I know you can do it!"
He wasn't alone. Not totally. Wanda was by his side and he had her help. It would be stupid to stop now after everything she did to help...He didn't want to leave her...
"Yeah! I-I know I'll impress the teachers with my drawings!" He said and Wanda cheered on the phone.
"Of course you will, dummy! You are incredibly talented and who could resist such a pretty face like yours?" She laughed, not quite joking.
He wasn't going to surrender so easily! If he had to proof his worth over and over again, then so be it! He was Sebastian Pines and he wasn't a coward! He would prove that awful woman and Bill that he would ace his fucking classes!
And he will prove Wanda he was worthy of being more than her friend...
Ok! I was having a huge writers block and i am actually kinda happy with how this turned out! For those wondering if Wanda was important, yes, yes she was! And here she is! Next chapter is on the way so dont worry! I wont take this long again! Please review, follow and favorite and see ya next chapter!
(Alex and Johnny totally inspired in Hamilton and Sam and Dean from Supernatural. Its 1990s the brothers were kids and they already were travelling around the country with their dad :3)