Gil picked Oz up bridal style, 'Is that why he'd not been walking right? Why he was so nervous around the other students? Is that the reason that he was wearing long pants and long sleeved shirts? So careful not to show his skin to others?' "PUT ME DOWN!" Oz cried in pain, " No you're going to the nurse." Gil said reaching for the door, "F-fine just let me walk there. I can walk on my own." Gil hesitated but complied, Oz tried to run but Gil grabbed his wrist, "Thought so," Gil pulled Oz into the nurse's office, Oz struggling to get free the whole way. when they arrived they were greeted by the nurse, "Well hello what brings you here?"she said with a smile,
Gil pointed at the bench "sit." he commanded Oz, he stayed standing "No, I told you i don't need to be here." he snapped. "SIT DOWN!" Gil yelled, Oz did as he was told, "Now show her." he said in a stern voice. "NO!" Oz jumped up, "Look i appreciate the concern but I'm fine." "Show me what?" the nurse asked innocently "His dad's hurting him." Gil said abruptly. The nurse called the principal down and when she showed up she gave the nurse and Gil promotion to take Oz's shirt off, Gil held Oz down "This is for your own good Oz." the nurse quickly took the shirt off and gasped what she had reviled, when Gil saw he looked at Oz, "Oh my God..."Oz started to cry "Stop...please...please" The principal called his father just saying that they needed to talk about Oz. When his dad finally got there Oz had his shirt on and was pretty much lifeless, Gil would ask him questions and get no response they would lift his arm and it would fall as soon as they let go."Oz?" they waited for a response, "Oz?" his dad walked towards him angrily, "What did you do this time, you little brat?!" he said impatiently. "Can we talk in my office Xia?"the principal asked with a smile, "fine." he said grumpily, Oz was sitting in the room being held down, he didn't want to be in the same room as his dad much less right next to him. Gil forced Oz to sit down in the chair, "Come on, we need to talk about this." Oz slowly nodded his head. His dad sat next to him, glaring at him, "I hope you're happy, you pulled me out of a very important meeting with the other dukes!" "Xia, we need to talk about the marks all over your son." the principal said calmly, "yeah? What about them?" the nurse told Oz to take his shirt off, when he did it, reviled scars bruises, and cuts all over his torso, back, arms, and neck. "So you pulled me out of a meeting for this?!" he pointed at Oz who flinched, "Does this not concern you?!" the principal raised her voice, "No" he said with no emotion, "He's always falling out of tree's that's probably where he got it." "Lier!" Oz shouted then covered his mouth. Xia stood up "What did you just call me?!" he raised his hand Oz ran and hid behind Gil's scared, he poked his head out, usually his dad would have grabbed his neck. What he saw let him have faith in humanity again, the principal and the nurse had Xia's hands as he fought to get to his son "Keep him away from Oz!" Gil nodded and quickly picked Oz up, rushing to the door. Oz held on to Gil tightly, he was confused, the pain of being touched where he was hurt and the pleasure of knowing that people really cared about him it was all overwhelming. Gil bursted through the nurses doors, quickly putting Oz down and grabbing something from the cabinet, Oz couldn't see what. "Put your shirt on, and follow me." he gladly put it back on, "Where are we going?" Oz asked hesitantly, "No questions, just follow me."