As Martin continued to hold Zoe he heard her door knock.
"Crap that's probably the kids.." Muttered Zoe, wiping her tears and looking away from Martin.
"I'll get it." He told her, standing up and walking towards the door.
He opened the door to see Ollie on the threshold, his pupils were dilated and his face was white.
"S-Sir can I speak to y-" he began to mumble before his eyes reached the top of his head and he collapsed.
Martin caught him at once, shocked at Ollie's sudden loss of consciousness. He hadn't even been thinking of the kids in the last hour,
"Zoe!" He called, resting Ollie on the ground against the wall.
"Hey mate.. what's going on?" Sighed Martin, kneeling down beside Ollie and putting his hands on his shoulders. Ollie's eyes were barely open and he was breathing heavily.
Zoe walked over before shrieking, "what happened?" She asked, kneeling down on the other side of Ollie.
"He just collapsed in front of me, have you got any water?" Asked Martin, putting his hand on Ollie's shoulder.
Zoe nodded, grabbing her water bottle from her bedside table before sitting back beside Ollie.
"Hey hon, it's alright, take a drink." Soothed Zoe, rubbing his back and looking into Ollie's sunken eyes with comfort and care.
Martin could see the mothering instincts in her already, and he could begin to imagine a baby in her arms instead of Ollie who was shaking as he gradually took a sip of the water.
"I'll go and check on the rest of them." Said Martin, standing up and gently caressing Zoe's shoulder before opening up the door.
He knocked on the door opposite hers, hoping that at least someone was in there.
The door finally opened to reveal Cloda standing on the threshold, her hair up in a messy bun and she wore her pyjamas,
"Oh god what's wrong?" She asked immediately, looking up to Martin.
"H-how can you tell?" Asked Martin,
"Your face, you always make that face when you're anxious." She told him,
"Are you guys all okay?" He asked them, seeing Jemma and Lucy packing at the other end.
"Yeah what's up?" Asked Jemma, "is it Ollie? Is he alright?" At those words Cloda's eyes widened.
"W-where is Ryan staying?" He asked,
"Just the room to the left- what's up?" Asked Cloda,
"Nothing, Nothing, thanks.." he replied, closing the door and opening up Ryan's.
After ten seconds there was no answer,
"Ryan?" He called, knocking again.
The door slowly opened,
"Yeah?" Muttered Ryan, his eyes slightly bloodshot and tired looking.
"W-what's going on?" Asked Martin, walking in and closing the door, seeing the mess of their room.
Ryan shook his head, sitting back down on his bed, "I think I should go home, sir." He sighed.
Martin raised an eyebrow, "where's this coming from?"
"Well, where do I begin?" Asked Ryan, his face beginning to whiten with anger, "I just had a brain tumour removed last week, I've told all my secrets to my teacher who turns out to be some anti-depressant addict and alcoholic, my doctor wants to kill you, and my best friend hates me!"
Martin stood still, Ryan was behaving like he did back when Martin had arrived into school after his wife died.
"Ryan what happened with Ollie?" He asked, wanting to focus on one particular subject.
Ryan put his head in his hands, "we fell out, Sir.. we fell out real bad."
Martin tilted his head back and looked up, "did you hurt him?"
"It wasn't my fault!" Yelled Ryan,
"Did you hurt him?!" Martin yelled back, releasing all his anger.
"I was the one who wanted to help him! None of you even noticed he hadn't slept in three days!" Ryan called,
"Ollie just collapsed, Ryan." Said Martin, turning around and opening the door before Ryan grabbed his arm tightly.
"Ryan, what are you doing?" Asked Martin, feeling unnerved.
"You can't hit me. You're not allowed to hit me!" Taunted Ryan, gripping Martin's arm harder.
"Ryan?! Stop!" Said Martin, trying to remove Ryan's hands from his arm with his other hand before Ryan grabbed it and pushed Martin up against the wall and pushed his arm over Martin's mouth.
Martin's terrified eyes widened,
"You know that if you lay one finger on me I'm going to expose you completely." Threatened Ryan, "that you've been banging with our other teacher! You've been so focused on everything else! You've been smoking! You've been overdosing! I could get you fired! And if you touch me I'll tell the police you raped me! Do you understand?!"
Martin kept his eyes wide and fixed on Ryan's, he subtly shook his head, breathing through his nose, trying to make something click inside of Ryan's head. He had never in his whole life imagined Ryan's mood swings to become this severe.
"Oh my god, Ryan!"
Ryan turned his head to see Lucy on the threshold, he immediately let go of Martin who stumbled to his feet, catching his breath.
Ryan stood still and stared at Lucy as Martin put his hands on his shoulders and made him sit down on the bed.
"What did he do to you?" Asked Lucy to Martin, her eyes still wide and traumatised.
"It's okay.." Sighed Martin,
"Did he hurt you?"
"No." Said Martin,
"Did he hurt Ollie?"
"I don't know." He replied, watching Ryan fall back into bed with tears in his eyes. "Come on let's go."
He and Lucy walked out of the room and closed the door, Lucy went back into the room with Cloda and Jemma while Martin went into Zoe's room and leaned against the wall, trying to recalibrate.
"Is everyone okay?" Asked Zoë, who had moved Ollie to her bed and she was sitting on the edge.
Martin couldn't find the words to respond, he just clutched his arm slightly and remained anxious.
"Martin?" Asked Zoë, looking over to him before seeing Martin's terrified face and running over.
"Martin is everyone okay?" Zoë repeated, rubbing her hands on his cheeks, but he still couldn't respond.
"Ryan." Whispered Ollie, making eye contact with Martin.