Losing Control / 8
Squall's POV
School
A place built to educate students in a safe learning environment. The only problem was that this intention was off by a mile. School was nothing but a living hell for me and now I was heading towards it.
Although I insisted that I walk to school by myself, Seifer forced me to ride to the school with him. It was early for students, since teachers were required to arrive at the school before the students. I secretly watched Seifer sitting in the driver's seat.
No matter how much I looked at him, he was astonishingly gorgeous. Everything about him was perfect. His tall stature, his flawless skin, his firm jaw line, his fierce, yet gentle, jade green eyes..and even the way he turned the handle seemed perfect.
"It's not nice to stare."
I started when I heard his comment. I turned my face away quickly, feeling myself heat up quickly.
"Not that I mind."
He commented, giving me a short glance with a playful smile on his face.
"I wasn't staring."
"Yes you were."
"No, I wasn't!"
I retorted, feeling myself blush furiously. I heard his low chuckle as we arrived at school.
"You are so adorable."
He ruffled my already unruly hair before getting out of the car. I followed his action also, feeling a little uncomfortable to be arriving at school this early with my biology teacher.
"Mr. Almasy."
"Yes?"
"..nothing."
"Now, now, I do not like it when my students do that to me. Just tell me what you have to say."
"I..I was just wondering if..I can stay in your room until school starts?"
I could hear myself asking shyly, my voice becoming almost inaudible. I thought that it would be at least safe to be with him than to wander around the hallway, asking to be bullied.
"I was planning on dragging you to my room to help me anyway."
"Oh.."
"Now, let us enter the building!"
He remarked playfully, dragging me inside the building with his strong arms. The arms I envied. The arms I wanted to be held with.
I spent the next hour helping him hole punch, staple, and correct papers. Even though I didn't like doing any of the tasks, being with him provided some sort of entertainment. He would tease me and make jokes randomly and I would sit there in the desk, listening to every word he had to say.
It almost angered me when I realized it was time for school to start. When I was about to stand up and hand Seifer the papers, a girl walked into the classroom. I knew who it was. It was impossible not to know who it was. It was the cheerleader captain and the miss popular of this school.
She never liked me, primarily because I never paid any attention to her. Her rule was that all guys had to worship her, but I usually ignored her, which pissed her off. She walked in with her purse and her hair brushed neatly. She shot me a dirty look before entering the classroom. Somehow, the glare seemed deadlier than the usual.
I casually walked over to the teacher' desk handed Seifer the papers. He took the papers and gave my hand a gentle squeeze. Rinoa was obviously watching the entire thing because she was now frowning and seething in anger. She must have fallen for the new handsome biology teacher also.
Afterall, a large number of the female population in this school adored him.
"Mr. Almasy?"
"Ah, yes, Rinoa?"
"I didn't understand something over the weekend and I was wondering if you could help me with it?"
"Sure thing."
I placed myself onto my desk, waiting for the bell to ring. I was glad that I had AP Biology first period. I studied Rinoa practically drooling all over Seifer and it almost made me laugh. She had all the guys she has ever wanted and now she was going for a teacher?
And I was met with another dirty look from the miss princess as she exited the room.
The class started without any trouble. The girls were paying more attention to the class than usual and the guys were behaving well. As always, my mind wandered off to Seifer. I wondered how someone could be so opposite of me and still care for me. He was handsome, well built, tall, smart, funny, and sympathetic. On the other hand, I couldn't think of any good qualities I had. I was ugly, at least that's what everyone said, short, lanky, weak, cold, and apathetic.
The class ended soon to my disappointment and I saw myself walking out of the classroom with a slight smile on my face at the sight of Seifer's gentle smile.
Lunch time.
I was walking towards the cafeteria when I felt a strong hand jerk me back roughly. I let out a quick yelp before a rough hand covered my mouth. Without making a sound, I was taken to the back of the school, where no one dared to come instead Jake and the groupie.
Then I knew it was one of Jake's friends who nabbed me into this area. I saw Jake there also, sitting on a chair arrogantly, his right arm around Rinoa. I simply glared at him, waiting for him to say something.
"I heard from Rinoa here that you are ticking her off."
What could I have ever done to her to tick her off? I don't even talk to her and Jake should know that by now.
"Now, Squally, it's not very nice to do that, is it?"
He flashed one of his evil smiles at me, but I only stood still, held back by the strong arms of his friends. Jake whispered something to Rinoa, causing her to stand up and leave the place. I didn't even bother to look at her.
The star football player walked towards me, his eyes gleaming in pure maliciousness.
"Squall, by now, you should already know that I don't like you. You piss me off and no one ever pisses me off. The only thing you can do is spread your legs, don't you think?"
I could feel my blood boil at his comment, but I kept quiet. I knew it was no use wasting energy trying to get out his friends' metal grips. Or maybe I was too afraid to move or say anything. I felt his face close to mine, dangerously close. I gritted my teeth, trying to evade his devilish eyes with not much success.
Then I felt something cold against my neck. Whatever it was, it slid past my neck and came to a halt on my collarbones.
"Consider this a warning."
I gasped when I felt him raise my shirt up, revealing my chest and my stomach. I tried to jerk away, but the other boys' arms were like boulders on me.
"What the fuck are you trying to do?"
I hissed angrily as I tried to hide the fear inside my voice. I knew I was trembling slightly, but I couldn't do anything to stop it.
Then I felt a sharp pain on my lower abdomen. It felt like a sharp metal object penetrating my skin. I sucked in air at the pain, but I refused to let out a cry of pain or even the slightest display of pain. I didn't want Jake to think that he hurt me, even though my expression probably showed it.
As my eyebrows knitted together and my jaws tightened to stop myself from crying out, I saw Jake holding up a blade in his hand, the sharp edges colored with dark red. The color of my blood.
"Like I said, this is a warning. The next time you mess with Rinoa, I am going to have some fun with you with the help of this."
He commented as he twirled the blade in his hands. His group left along with laughing Jake, leaving me on the ground, unable to support myself. Now that he was gone, I felt the pain throbbing . It felt sickly painful where the knife had entered.
Even in a situation like this, I was thinking of a way to not let anyone know that I have been stabbed by Jake. I tried my best to keep the shirt from soaking in all the blood. My visions were getting cloudy and my arms were loosing their strengths. My only wish was that no one entered this place until I was OK.
I could hear my breathings getting uneven by the seconds. The pain was starting to become numb and I dearly wanted to sleep on the ground, except I couldn't. I knew I was loosing blood quickly and I had to return to the cafeteria before Zell suspected anything.
I searched my surroundings wearily, looking for something to aid me in stopping the blood from gushing out. Unfortunately, there were nothing, leaving me with no other choices but to rip my own shirt up to use as bandages.
My fingers were becoming a little shaky, but I didn't have time to mind. I ripped up the shirt into little a long piece and somehow managed to wrap it around my waist, although it was done in a messy fashion. It was the best I could do. Gathering up all my strength, I stood up, wobbling and hesitant to take a step.
I zipped my black jacket up all the way up to my neck to hide everything underneath. It seemed to me that my jacket was doing a lot of covering up lately.
Not caring that the temperature was in the high zone today, I kept the jacket on the entire day, refusing to unzip even an inch of it.
I sat on the bench next to the school, waiting for Seifer to show up. He told me he was going to meet me here and that we were going to go home together. My head was starting to empty itself from the excruciating pain. No matter how much I tried to concentrate on something else, the pain returned.
I clutched at the scar, biting my lips to refrain myself from crying out in pain. Seifer soon walked towards me, whistling a little tune to himself, a bag bouncing off of his legs every time he took a step.
"Hey, are you OK? You look pale."
He stared at me with his eyes wide in fear and concern.
"I am fine. Just a little tired."
I lied to him, not wanting him to be worried about something as little as my pain. I was sure he was already stressed out with other things.
Something told me that he wasn't pleased with my answer.
"Ok then..but if you feel sick, you better tell me. Let's go then."
I followed him to his car, every step along the way bringing me even more pain than before. Seifer opened his mouth a few times to say something, but instead, he closed his lips and frowned. The ride towards home seemed to last forever.
As soon as I arrived at home, I ran into the bathroom, leaving Seifer a little dazed at my action. Slamming the door shut behind me, I opened my jacket, revealing the once shirt bandage soaked in blood. I knew I wasn't so good at all this first-aid kit stuff.
Cursing to myself, I opened up all the cabinets in search for a first-aid kit, and to my relief, I found not only one, but two in the upper cabinet. It was so like Seifer to be so prepared.
Hurridly, I bandaged myself once more before Seifer became suspicious. I looked at my reflection in the mirror. No wonder he was staring at me. My face was devoid of all colors and was white as a ghost.
I walked out of the bathroom to be faced with a slightly irritated Seifer.
"Tell me what's wrong."
"Nothing's wrong."
"I know something's wrong. Stop hiding it."
All of sudden, I was angry at him and myself. I pushed him away and hissed violently, ignoring the pain jabbing at my stomach.
"You don't have to fuckin' care about what happens to me!"
I shouted, glaring at a now very shocked Seifer.
"Squall."
"Leave me alone.."
I managed to hiss out before walking past him, only to be held back by his hand on my wrist. I let out a short scream of pain as he pulled me back. He stopped abruptly and looked into my eyes with his own, filled with anger and pain.
"Are you OK?"
He asked, his bewildered expression turning into an expression of complete uneasiness. I nodded quickly, feeling as if I was going to pass out pretty soon if he didn't let go of me.
"No, you are not!"
I felt my legs giving out on me as I fell onto the floor, the pain in my stomach becoming unbearable. That bastard must have stabbed in pretty deep to cause this much damage.
"SQUALL!"
I heard him shout my name, but I couldn't make him out as my vision became abnormally blurry. I was barely breathing, so I couldn't say anything as he lifted me up gently and carried me to the couch,
Please don't let him discover anything.
I closed my eyes in silent prayers, but to my dismay, Seifer was already lifting my shirt up. Before I could react to this, the blackness took me in by the whole.
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Squall's POV
School
A place built to educate students in a safe learning environment. The only problem was that this intention was off by a mile. School was nothing but a living hell for me and now I was heading towards it.
Although I insisted that I walk to school by myself, Seifer forced me to ride to the school with him. It was early for students, since teachers were required to arrive at the school before the students. I secretly watched Seifer sitting in the driver's seat.
No matter how much I looked at him, he was astonishingly gorgeous. Everything about him was perfect. His tall stature, his flawless skin, his firm jaw line, his fierce, yet gentle, jade green eyes..and even the way he turned the handle seemed perfect.
"It's not nice to stare."
I started when I heard his comment. I turned my face away quickly, feeling myself heat up quickly.
"Not that I mind."
He commented, giving me a short glance with a playful smile on his face.
"I wasn't staring."
"Yes you were."
"No, I wasn't!"
I retorted, feeling myself blush furiously. I heard his low chuckle as we arrived at school.
"You are so adorable."
He ruffled my already unruly hair before getting out of the car. I followed his action also, feeling a little uncomfortable to be arriving at school this early with my biology teacher.
"Mr. Almasy."
"Yes?"
"..nothing."
"Now, now, I do not like it when my students do that to me. Just tell me what you have to say."
"I..I was just wondering if..I can stay in your room until school starts?"
I could hear myself asking shyly, my voice becoming almost inaudible. I thought that it would be at least safe to be with him than to wander around the hallway, asking to be bullied.
"I was planning on dragging you to my room to help me anyway."
"Oh.."
"Now, let us enter the building!"
He remarked playfully, dragging me inside the building with his strong arms. The arms I envied. The arms I wanted to be held with.
I spent the next hour helping him hole punch, staple, and correct papers. Even though I didn't like doing any of the tasks, being with him provided some sort of entertainment. He would tease me and make jokes randomly and I would sit there in the desk, listening to every word he had to say.
It almost angered me when I realized it was time for school to start. When I was about to stand up and hand Seifer the papers, a girl walked into the classroom. I knew who it was. It was impossible not to know who it was. It was the cheerleader captain and the miss popular of this school.
She never liked me, primarily because I never paid any attention to her. Her rule was that all guys had to worship her, but I usually ignored her, which pissed her off. She walked in with her purse and her hair brushed neatly. She shot me a dirty look before entering the classroom. Somehow, the glare seemed deadlier than the usual.
I casually walked over to the teacher' desk handed Seifer the papers. He took the papers and gave my hand a gentle squeeze. Rinoa was obviously watching the entire thing because she was now frowning and seething in anger. She must have fallen for the new handsome biology teacher also.
Afterall, a large number of the female population in this school adored him.
"Mr. Almasy?"
"Ah, yes, Rinoa?"
"I didn't understand something over the weekend and I was wondering if you could help me with it?"
"Sure thing."
I placed myself onto my desk, waiting for the bell to ring. I was glad that I had AP Biology first period. I studied Rinoa practically drooling all over Seifer and it almost made me laugh. She had all the guys she has ever wanted and now she was going for a teacher?
And I was met with another dirty look from the miss princess as she exited the room.
The class started without any trouble. The girls were paying more attention to the class than usual and the guys were behaving well. As always, my mind wandered off to Seifer. I wondered how someone could be so opposite of me and still care for me. He was handsome, well built, tall, smart, funny, and sympathetic. On the other hand, I couldn't think of any good qualities I had. I was ugly, at least that's what everyone said, short, lanky, weak, cold, and apathetic.
The class ended soon to my disappointment and I saw myself walking out of the classroom with a slight smile on my face at the sight of Seifer's gentle smile.
Lunch time.
I was walking towards the cafeteria when I felt a strong hand jerk me back roughly. I let out a quick yelp before a rough hand covered my mouth. Without making a sound, I was taken to the back of the school, where no one dared to come instead Jake and the groupie.
Then I knew it was one of Jake's friends who nabbed me into this area. I saw Jake there also, sitting on a chair arrogantly, his right arm around Rinoa. I simply glared at him, waiting for him to say something.
"I heard from Rinoa here that you are ticking her off."
What could I have ever done to her to tick her off? I don't even talk to her and Jake should know that by now.
"Now, Squally, it's not very nice to do that, is it?"
He flashed one of his evil smiles at me, but I only stood still, held back by the strong arms of his friends. Jake whispered something to Rinoa, causing her to stand up and leave the place. I didn't even bother to look at her.
The star football player walked towards me, his eyes gleaming in pure maliciousness.
"Squall, by now, you should already know that I don't like you. You piss me off and no one ever pisses me off. The only thing you can do is spread your legs, don't you think?"
I could feel my blood boil at his comment, but I kept quiet. I knew it was no use wasting energy trying to get out his friends' metal grips. Or maybe I was too afraid to move or say anything. I felt his face close to mine, dangerously close. I gritted my teeth, trying to evade his devilish eyes with not much success.
Then I felt something cold against my neck. Whatever it was, it slid past my neck and came to a halt on my collarbones.
"Consider this a warning."
I gasped when I felt him raise my shirt up, revealing my chest and my stomach. I tried to jerk away, but the other boys' arms were like boulders on me.
"What the fuck are you trying to do?"
I hissed angrily as I tried to hide the fear inside my voice. I knew I was trembling slightly, but I couldn't do anything to stop it.
Then I felt a sharp pain on my lower abdomen. It felt like a sharp metal object penetrating my skin. I sucked in air at the pain, but I refused to let out a cry of pain or even the slightest display of pain. I didn't want Jake to think that he hurt me, even though my expression probably showed it.
As my eyebrows knitted together and my jaws tightened to stop myself from crying out, I saw Jake holding up a blade in his hand, the sharp edges colored with dark red. The color of my blood.
"Like I said, this is a warning. The next time you mess with Rinoa, I am going to have some fun with you with the help of this."
He commented as he twirled the blade in his hands. His group left along with laughing Jake, leaving me on the ground, unable to support myself. Now that he was gone, I felt the pain throbbing . It felt sickly painful where the knife had entered.
Even in a situation like this, I was thinking of a way to not let anyone know that I have been stabbed by Jake. I tried my best to keep the shirt from soaking in all the blood. My visions were getting cloudy and my arms were loosing their strengths. My only wish was that no one entered this place until I was OK.
I could hear my breathings getting uneven by the seconds. The pain was starting to become numb and I dearly wanted to sleep on the ground, except I couldn't. I knew I was loosing blood quickly and I had to return to the cafeteria before Zell suspected anything.
I searched my surroundings wearily, looking for something to aid me in stopping the blood from gushing out. Unfortunately, there were nothing, leaving me with no other choices but to rip my own shirt up to use as bandages.
My fingers were becoming a little shaky, but I didn't have time to mind. I ripped up the shirt into little a long piece and somehow managed to wrap it around my waist, although it was done in a messy fashion. It was the best I could do. Gathering up all my strength, I stood up, wobbling and hesitant to take a step.
I zipped my black jacket up all the way up to my neck to hide everything underneath. It seemed to me that my jacket was doing a lot of covering up lately.
Not caring that the temperature was in the high zone today, I kept the jacket on the entire day, refusing to unzip even an inch of it.
I sat on the bench next to the school, waiting for Seifer to show up. He told me he was going to meet me here and that we were going to go home together. My head was starting to empty itself from the excruciating pain. No matter how much I tried to concentrate on something else, the pain returned.
I clutched at the scar, biting my lips to refrain myself from crying out in pain. Seifer soon walked towards me, whistling a little tune to himself, a bag bouncing off of his legs every time he took a step.
"Hey, are you OK? You look pale."
He stared at me with his eyes wide in fear and concern.
"I am fine. Just a little tired."
I lied to him, not wanting him to be worried about something as little as my pain. I was sure he was already stressed out with other things.
Something told me that he wasn't pleased with my answer.
"Ok then..but if you feel sick, you better tell me. Let's go then."
I followed him to his car, every step along the way bringing me even more pain than before. Seifer opened his mouth a few times to say something, but instead, he closed his lips and frowned. The ride towards home seemed to last forever.
As soon as I arrived at home, I ran into the bathroom, leaving Seifer a little dazed at my action. Slamming the door shut behind me, I opened my jacket, revealing the once shirt bandage soaked in blood. I knew I wasn't so good at all this first-aid kit stuff.
Cursing to myself, I opened up all the cabinets in search for a first-aid kit, and to my relief, I found not only one, but two in the upper cabinet. It was so like Seifer to be so prepared.
Hurridly, I bandaged myself once more before Seifer became suspicious. I looked at my reflection in the mirror. No wonder he was staring at me. My face was devoid of all colors and was white as a ghost.
I walked out of the bathroom to be faced with a slightly irritated Seifer.
"Tell me what's wrong."
"Nothing's wrong."
"I know something's wrong. Stop hiding it."
All of sudden, I was angry at him and myself. I pushed him away and hissed violently, ignoring the pain jabbing at my stomach.
"You don't have to fuckin' care about what happens to me!"
I shouted, glaring at a now very shocked Seifer.
"Squall."
"Leave me alone.."
I managed to hiss out before walking past him, only to be held back by his hand on my wrist. I let out a short scream of pain as he pulled me back. He stopped abruptly and looked into my eyes with his own, filled with anger and pain.
"Are you OK?"
He asked, his bewildered expression turning into an expression of complete uneasiness. I nodded quickly, feeling as if I was going to pass out pretty soon if he didn't let go of me.
"No, you are not!"
I felt my legs giving out on me as I fell onto the floor, the pain in my stomach becoming unbearable. That bastard must have stabbed in pretty deep to cause this much damage.
"SQUALL!"
I heard him shout my name, but I couldn't make him out as my vision became abnormally blurry. I was barely breathing, so I couldn't say anything as he lifted me up gently and carried me to the couch,
Please don't let him discover anything.
I closed my eyes in silent prayers, but to my dismay, Seifer was already lifting my shirt up. Before I could react to this, the blackness took me in by the whole.
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