Chapter 3 You are not a friend

• "Why's that?" He looked confused.
• "You won't understand," Slowly shaking my head, I refused to say more about that.
• "I'm Taking you to the nurse's office." He says in a serious tone.
• His words made my heart skip a beat.
• Right now, I don't want to do anything to piss off other people. It's just better I stay on my own without that.
• Enduring the pain to ensure I'm not going to be punished is worth that.
• "If you do that, I'll know you're not my friend." I frown at him.
• Had it not been for the extreme pain I'm feeling, I would have left him long ago, and gone back to my room.
• But I can't do that. The wound I incurred in my body is much.
• "As a friend, that's why I'm doing this. I can't allow your wound to be infected. You need to be treated by the nurse." He insists on that.
• "I'm not going there." I furiously shake my head. "I can do well on my own, you don't in any way have to worry about me."
• If I can get to my room before any of the teachers sees me, I'll be safe.
• "What of the bullies? Don't you think we should report them? "
• "And risk being bullied more?
• Mate, it seems you don't understand at all. Telling them will make things much more difficult for me. It'll make them more eager to hurt me more for telling on them.
• Just take me back to my room, and we'll be okay." I smile.
• Seeing how Mate is behaving, it's not too difficult to believe he either grew up in an orphanage that doesn't have bullies in it or lives with his parents.
• These are the reasons why he'll acts the way he does.
• I don't think he's ever endured the harsh realities of life. Had he done that I don't think he would have wasted time in taking me back home as I requested.
• "You're sure you want to go back to your room? You Don't Want the wound checked out, at all?" Raising a doubtful brow, he tries to make me reconsider my request.
• What he doesn't know is this, there's nothing to reconsider about the request. I'm far more convinced of them.
• "Yes. Take me back to the room I share with the boys."
• The room isn't all that a safe option, but it's far better than going to the nurse's office.
• "You sure?" He tries once more.
• "I am."
• ******
• "Which one is your room?"
• Currently, Mate is leading me back to the room. His left-hand circles my waist as he gently escorted me. There's no hurry in his steps as he walked.
• "That one." I point to our room.
• Based on how quiet the hallway is, I have no doubt they all have gone out to play like they do most of the time.
• Opening the door, Mate led me inside.
• "Which of the bed is yours?" Looking at the five beds in the room, he tried to locate mine.
• Taking in the room from a visitor's point of view.
• I blushed in embarrassment as I noticed the only neat space here is mine.
• I just can't help being neat and orderly. I get cranky whenever am in an untidied place. It just gets on my nerves.
• "That one." I point to mine. A deep blush on my cheeks as he nods.
• "Figured that one out pretty quick. I knew it was yours by seeing how neat the space is. You don't in any way strike me as a careless person."
• Smiling, he led me to my corner and helped me sit on the bed. His hold on me was gentle and caring.
• "Thanks." I smile brightly.
• "Where's the medicine? I can help you apply them." He tries to open my cupboard. One that's just there for beautifying sake.
• Should he open the cupboard, I don't know what it is he'll think of it as the cupboard is empty, and devoid of anything.
• Aside from the small bag I was found with, I have nothing to my name.
• Most of the hand-me-down clothes I've been given have been taken by those far stronger than I am.
• "Don't bother about that. I'll take care of my wounds. You can now leave. Thanks once again for bringing me home.
• I'm more than Grateful." I smile.
• As much as I'll like to have him here with me, I can't do that. I won't allow him to see just how helpless and broke I am.
• "I won't leave until I help you with your wounds. I'm not that heartless to leave you here all by yourself.
• What if you end up dying for not properly taking care of yourself?
• Don't you think that as a friend I ought to help you" He still has that playful smile on his face.
• Closing my eyes as I don't want to see the expression on his face when I say the words I want to utter. Blinking, I forced a smile.
• "I don't recall ever calling you a friend."
• " What?"
• I can picture him blinking in confusion, but I dare not open my eyes to look at him. All I did is tightly close my eyes to avoid not going through with the words I'm about to utter.
• As painful as it is to me, I don't want to do it, but I had to. If not for anything, but to prevent him from taking me to the nurse's office.
• Should he know I have no medicine, I don't doubt he'll take me there to get medicine.
• "I just met you today, Mate. I can't call you a friend. Moreover, I don't know your agenda in helping me. All this might be because of a prank you plan to play on me. "
• I close my eyes tightly.
• "You think that low of me? " He asked in a very small voice. One that makes me want to open my eyes and hug him senseless, but I dare not do that.
• I need him to leave.
• "As I said, I don't know you at all."
• "After the help I gave you, you still don't trust me?"
• "I don't. In this world, it's not good to trust easily."
• " If that's the truth, open your eyes and tell me you don't want me here." He says after a moment of silence.
• " I can't." I frantically shake my head.
• "That's to say you don't mean your words." I hear him walking towards the cupboard, and that caused me to spur into action.
• "I don't trust you as a friend. I need you to leave." Opening my eyes, I level him with a glare.
• "Oh." His eyes met with mine. "I see." He nods slowly.
• "Can you leave now?" I ball my hands into fists.
• "You don't need to ask twice. I'm leaving, don't even bother calling me back. I hope you die from infections." With those words said, he walks towards the door.
• I tried calling him back, but I can't bring myself to do that.
• It's for the best.
• I try convincing myself.
• But deep down, I know it's not for the best. I've lost the only friend I Just got.
• A friend with mesmerizing blue eyes.