Ready?
A/N: I should probably stop writing so many fillers...
"Are you sure you're ready to go back?" I ask Mitch. It's been 3 days since they hurt him, and he hasn't gone to school since. "Totally ready... I think. I don't know, but I can't miss anymore school. I do know that." He said, looking down. "Hey," I said, catching his attention. "Don't worry. I'll be there for you. And they found the people that did it, do they got suspended for a week." I said, hoping to calm him.
"But what happens after that week? They'll be mad at me because they got suspended, and they already hated me! What am I supposed to do?" He said, tearing up. I leaned over the console to wrap my arms around him, resting my chin on his head.
"Do you really think I'm letting them get anywhere near you after that? Besides, I already told them that if they touch you again I'll rip their throat out." I said, making him giggle. "You didn't. You wouldn't say that." He said. "I actually did... I almost got a referral for it." I replied.
He looked up at me. "You idiot. Why would you say that?" He asked me. "Well, they looked kinda scared when someone that towers over them threatens them, telling them not to touch you. I think you're safe." I said. He smiled. "Thank you." He said. "Anytime. Now come on, we're gonna be late."
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"Are you absolutely sure you're ready?" I asked him for about the fifth time. "Well, I'm already here. Might as well just get it over with." He replied. "Then let's go." I said, opening the door.
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