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Cast In Stone

Chapter Seven

It was barely fifteen minutes into lunch; Abbey crossed one frosty leg over the other elegantly as she huffed impatiently. "How's it going ghoul?" Frankie asked her dear friend as she sat down next to Abbey Bominable. Soon Clawdeen Wolf, Lagoona Blue, Draculaura and Ghoulia were seated with them as well, each ghoul enjoying their lunches.

"It is okay. Abbey is worried, but 'tis none of your business." She told Frankie flat out, showing concern but also standing her ground, as she always did.

Frankie gave a nod – she knew how to take Abbey's words a lot better than other people did. Others might have easily gotten offended with her choice of words, but Frankie knew what she meant hurtfully and what she meant in a sincere manner, which did make all the difference. "Well I know it's not exactly our business, but maybe we could help?"

She flipped her long hair over her shoulder and straightened her posture (as if it could've gotten any more perfectly positioned) and her icy eyes darted in the direction she voluntarily stared in – Heath's.

This was peculiar though, she never usually paid any attention to Heath unless he tried to make her do so, in which she'd just ignore his existence. He just passed the table, not stopping to talk to Abbey as he normally would and rapidly continued on his way. "… Abbey not hot enough for flame – headed asshole?" The lot of ghouls let out little laughs here and there, Abbey's expression remained serious as her eyes narrowed in his direction. "Is Abbey too… icy?"

Frankie giggled. "No, no Abbey… he looked worried. Busy. Maybe both? His mind is wrapped up in something… I'm pretty sure of it."

Lagoona let her gaze follow Heath until he left the creepateeria altogether. "Seems strange though mates, he didn't stop to flirt with Abbey like he usually does… nothing usually stops Heath from doing that."

Clawdeen poked her fork in at her meaty leftovers; meanwhile Draculaura was thankful she was on the opposite side of the lunch table away from those leftovers. "That is true… hell nor high waters stop Heath from spitting some cheesy pick – up line at Miss Bominable here, so what's up with the hot – head?"

Draculaura lightly narrowed her eyes at her friend Clawdeen. "That's a little… abrupt. But I don't exactly think it is untrue and I do somewhat see this as rather peculiar."

Abbey wanted to pretend she didn't care, but deep within, she knew she did. The way he would call upon her attention and waste his breath just for her… it was in its own way – romantic. "I wonder what is wrong with Heath?" she said softly to herself, sinking in her seat.

He loathed that stinging sensation that seemed to prick the back of his eyes. He picked up the pace from walking, to running. He didn't honestly care if anyone caught him. Heath just had to get out of there and right now.

He bumped into a very muscular male figure and almost fell to the ground. Instead of yelling at this person for holding him up longer than he could afford to be, the tears started coming out and pouring like waterworks. It startled the other monster. "Hey… hey, Heath? Hey, are you alright?"

Heath wiped away some tears that were blurring his vision and he sniffled, looking up to none other than Clawd Wolf. "I… I… it's…J…Jack…s...son." He sputtered out, the poor thing was barely audible but lucky enough for Clawd he had naturally great hearing and didn't need to ask a very upset Heath to repeat himself.

The older's eyes widened, "Jackson? Jekyll?" He cursed himself in his mind, of course Heath was talking about that Jackson, there was no other normie who went to the school and certainly no monster was named such a... human name. "Sorry, uh... what about him? What's going on?" He tried not to ask too many questions but the possibilities were endless and Clawd didn't really know what to think.

Heath was trembling all over at just the thought of what he was told previously. "My mom… called me at the start of lunch." He began, trying to tell his version of what had happened from the beginning even though it was still hazy, despite it happening a mere few minutes ago.

Clawd gave a small smile, "Conversing with momma, that's good."

Heath chuckled, "Yeah…" it was the serious tone Heath's voice took, that scared the living daylights out of Clawd. "except what she said wasn't good… see, we're not the picture perfect family… well, sorta - but anyway... and Jackson… he… he attempted…"

The popular jock of the school looked to the infamous class clown, who was doing the most farthest thing from laughing possible. This issue had to have shaken him up badly. "To kick Manny's ass? I would and I really should." He clenched a fist, but geared his attention back to Heath.

"No, no... Clawd… I think Manny added his input for the last time when he had the chance…" Right now, he'd give anything to hear a lame joke from Heath. But he doubted it would happen, which plunged him into thinking the absolute worst.

Unbeknownst to them, Mr. Where was right there in the hallway with them – completely invisible of course. As much as he didn't like eavesdropping on conversations or using his invisibility for this… he felt that this was a justified reason to.

Clawd gave his head a shake, "English… please. What are you talking about?"

More tears spilled from Heath Burns' eyes. "Jackson… attempted suicide Clawd, he attempted to kill himself, to be dead like pretty much everything and anything that crawls around here! Are we on the same damn page now?" He looked to Clawd apologetically right away after raising his voice the slightest bit, he didn't mean to turn angry or sound rude on the drop of a dime like that. "I'm so sorry Clawd." the older monster gave a wave of his paw, urging Heath to continue and also letting him know that things were alright and forgiven. "… my mom had just called to tell me… and give me the room number. The doctors… they kept losing him… they're supposed to know what to do and how to fix him! Not… lose him…"

That information was extremely hard to hear and it was even harder to comprehend. "Is… Jackson okay now, Heath? Do you know?"

Heath sniffled, still shaking like a leaf. "Mom said he's okay… just, out of it - completely. He's unconscious. But she said that he's okay. They won't know anything else until he comes back out of it… they don't know when... normie health is complicated and I just, can't believe I was sitting in class… when Jackson attempted… suicide. He was submerged in agony, just when he thought he was too numb to feel anything... he was slowly dying... while I was in class… not doing anything… just socializing… and he was in so much… pain. Struggling to breathe..." He heaved a sigh, "how could me of all people, his own family… be so ignorant to him?"

Clawd gave his own head a shake, it was entirely surreal. It wasn't that he doubted Heath, that wasn't it at all. He didn't think the younger male was lying. It was just a hard thing to… hear and comprehend within his mind. This wasn't taking down a note and doing the assigned homework. This was so much more than that... this was real life and Clawd had to admit, it was terrifying. Especially a scenario like this. "So, where is Jackson? You mentioned doctors… he at the hospital?"

Heath gave a quick nod, "Yes, yes… sorry I didn't mention that sooner. I'm just, so… damn frazzled and upset in general… I can barely think, I'm so sorry."

Clawd couldn't walk away from Heath now, not like this. "It's okay... it's okay. Let me take you there? It's the least I could do… would that be alright?"

Heath must've thanked Clawd at least half a million times before they even went anywhere, "Please! Thank you, thank you so much Clawd. That'd be great."

Quickly, both males headed for the nearest exit of the school leaving Mr. Where standing in the hallway ironically right where everything had just happened. Reappearing, he gave his head a slow shake. "Jackson… attempted suicide… I think I must notify the Headmistress…" Sadly, he removed himself from the hallway, on his hunt to find Bloodgood.

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