A group of students that were standing around and recording the incident began to follow Takeru out of the classroom. As I pushed my way through the crowd, I saw Takeru run into a nearby bathroom crying loudly. I made my way to the front of the group and turned to face them to speak.
"Once again you have proven to me that the human race is full of nothing but disgusting creatures. You all sat around and watched and laughed at the poor boy, as one of your fellow students tormented and beat him past his breaking point. Some of you even want as far as to record it." I said as I turned and walked away with Twix following shortly behind.
"Yeah but what makes you any better you stood and watched as well nobody here saw you stepping in to help him" one of the students replied as I was walking away.
"I never claim to be a caring person, but a lot of you even in your interviews have stated that you stand up for the weak or that you are caring for a stranger and yet you just watched and recorded a fellow student be harassed and bullied. So no, I am not like you I never claimed to be like you that is the difference" I said walking towards the bathroom. I was going to step into the bathroom and check on the boy even though I have no clue why I've decided to do this. I've never met him nor do we have any kind of relationship. But the boy went from being a scared timid fragile boy to being one of the strongest people I've ever seen being able to snap an arm with one hand.
"Wait here Twix" I commanded as I started walking towards the bathroom door.
"Jay man are you really going to go in there and talk to him? The dude really just snapped somebody's arm with one hand" Twix said worried.
"It's fine I know how to handle myself, now just wait here Twix and make sure nobody else enters this bathroom" I demanded looking at Twix seriously.
"Ight man just be careful" Twix said leaning against the wall next to the bathroom door. I slowly opened the door looking around at the blood drops leading to the sink where I found a crying Takeru trying to wash his hands.
"He-He's going to kill me" Takeru said in a trembling voice and panting heavily as if he just ran a marathon.
"Uncle is going to kill me" He mumbled to himself I just stood by the door listening. He was absolutely terrified of his uncle so I am assuming his uncle is a dangerous man. I still don't understand why he so fearful of his uncle when is unbelievably strong and his aura alone can bring a man to his knees. Takeru started looking at his shaking hands covered in blood and slowly started to panic more.
"Blood?.... Is this my blood?" He asked himself as he suddenly shoved his hands into the running scrubbing vigorously with soap but he was shaking so bad the soap dropped out of hands mid wash then he started scratching at his hands with his nails creating more scars and making himself bleed.
"Blood… Why wont it come off?" He said scratching even harder trying to get rid of the blood. It was starting to become disturbing to watch as he mutilated his hands out of fear. The strong insidious person who snapped an arm with his bare hand was no longer standing in front of me. He had become a scared child who didn't want to be punished.
"This isn't my blood! Why wont it come off?" he yelled as he scratched and bleed in the sink. He was slowly losing his mind and the only think I could was watch. It wasn't my problem nor my job to stop him. He wasn't my lover nor my family. I don't even understand fully why I even came to this bathroom other than curiosity. Takeru suddenly started hitting himself in the head and going into a full panic attack.
"This voice again…. Please shut the fuck up…" He said hitting himself in the face and head. I officially believe Takeru may be mental. Of course the only interesting person on the campus would be a mental case. This was no longer interesting to me anymore so I turned to leave the restroom, watching him break down just shows how weak he really is. I could hear Takeru screaming for the voices to shut up and blows landing on his body repeatedly. It was like a beating drum in my ears giving me a headache. I was suddenly offended by his words as he blamed himself for Ryan's distasteful behavior. None of it was his fault nor did provoke Ryan in any way, and yet he beats himself and blames himself for all the mistreatment he is receiving from fellow classmates. I finally gripped the door handle getting ready to leave but I was too angry to open the door and leave him here like this.
"Why cant you be normal?!" He screamed sobbing in the mirror and that was the last straw for me. Purely out of instinct I rushed to him and grabbed his hand before he could hit himself in the head again.
"What are you doing?" I asked holding his arm, he was shaking like a leaf in the wind. Takeru wore a expression of fear and surprise as he looked at me sobbing uncontrollably.
"I'm punishing myself…" He replied looking down at the floor crying.
"Let Go….Nakamura" He said trying to yank his arm from me grip but I just held onto him tighter. Hearing this from his mouth made me sick. He nothing to deserve such treatment and yet he is breaking down and harming himself because of the childish choices of others.
"I will do not such thing, you are bleeding" I said in a stern voice.
"why would you need to be punished if you did nothing wrong?" I asked pulling him a little closer to me. He had a rather pleasant scent coming off him, almost like a Rose scent. Despite he dirty and disgusting appearance he smelled of a bed of roses in full bloom of spring. I was completely enchanted by his scent it made me feel as if I found a rare gem.
"It's none of your fucking business! Let me go" He screamed at me and I simply yanked his arm pulling him into a hug. He instantly stopping screaming and just stood there in shock, as if he was frozen in time.
"I'm not great with words but…" I said softly in his ear running my hand through his hair holding him close. His scent filled my senses calming down almost instantly. I wanted to comfort him and protect him suddenly. I wanted him to know he was not to blame nor was he in need of being punished.
"Sebastian, A friend of mine, once told me that hugging someone who is clearly in pain is the most comforting thing you can do for them" I said just hugging him tight. He frame was so small in my arms that my arm could completely wrap around his waist. He was small that he felt delicate I felt as if I could break him in my arms if I am not careful. Takeru was so stiff it was almost like hugging cardboard. It was as if he has never know kindness in his life. I wanted to show him what it felt like to be loved and to be treated as a human being.
"It's Okay, you nothing wrong" I whispered and he slowly began to cry again as he relaxed in my arms.
"You never need to worry, I have decided that starting today I wont allow anyone to harm you again. Not as long as I am here." I said as he melted into my hug and started sobbing loudly.
"I promise on my life I will protect you. Even if or when you don't need me to." He began to hug me back and tremble as he cried in my chest uncontrollably. Seeing his pain made me angry, it made my rage in my veins as he cried in pain. He sobs was raw, full of pain that made my heart ache. It was as if I could feel his heartbreak through his screams. The flood gates had opened and his emotions was pouring out like a hurricane.
"I will not allow you to harm yourself either, its not a good way to deal with one's emotions" I stated rubbing his hair as I could his jaw clench as he was trying to stop himself from crying but the pain was too much for him to hold in anymore.
"I'm sorry… I'm just so…. tired" Takeru finally replied suddenly reaching up slowly with his hand. I startled me a little bit as I didn't think he was going to reach out and touch my face, but I didn't move for I was curious about what he was doing. He sobbed some more but then he rubbed my earlobe between he fingers. I assumed it was his way of showing trust or a habit when he is nervous or afraid. I just looked down at his puffy blood and tear smeared face and held him tight. I will bring only smiles to his face and treat him with respect. He will no longer live this life where he is the doormat to his classmate or family.
It took 30 minutes to finally clear the blood from off his hands and face. I had sent twix to the nearby convenience store to grab bandages and medications for the pain and for possible infection. I stayed with him the entire time and used the handkerchief from out of my pocket to wipe the blood from his face and then handed it to him reassuring him that he could keep it. I'm
"are you in pain anywhere" I asked softly as I wiped the blood from his eyes. Now that his face was clean and clear of his hair, I could get a perfect look at his face. He had mostly feminine features so I'm guessing he looked like his mother. His hair was long and jet black, but it was thick and soft. His eyes were once again just captivating, even though his eyes were puffy and looked as if he hadn't slept properly in a long time, they were beautiful. His lips were full and were like a bright pink, they looked soft as well. Under all the dirt and the gunk from the mistreatment of his life he was actually a beautiful person. I really did find a rare gem amongst these distasteful people.
"My hands are a little sore other than that I'm fine" he replied crossing his hands in front of his body as if he was nervous. He looked uncomfortable or at least anxious. I was trying to think of ways to make him more comfortable and relax so I spoke in a soft voice and moved slowly as I treated him, I reached into the bag from the convenience store that tricks it went to go get and handed him a couple of painkillers to help with the soreness
"this might help" I said.
"why are you being so nice to me?" He asked looking up at me for the first time in the last 30 minutes.
"Treating you like a human being isn't me being nice. I was raised with proper manners in class unlike the hoodlum like Ryan that is all" I answered sliding my hands into my pocket and looking down at him.
"It seems like money cannot buy everyone's class. Wouldn't you agree?" I asked, tilting my head slightly to see his face clearly.
"Yeah, he's a jerk" he said smiling softly and blushing with a small chuckle. I felt like we were making progress and he is finally becoming more comfortable with me. I wanna make him laugh and keep the smile growing. He will no longer know pain as long as I am here.