....1 week timeskip.....
Third Person POV
The school was in chaos. Absolute chaos. The number one guy who was considered to be too good even to dream about had been absent from school for an entire week now. What made matters worse was how the mysterious new girl who hadn't even been to school a week was also absent from school.
Of course with great uncertainty comes even greater ridiculous rumours.
It was said the two had a fall out and while the girl ended up in the hospital, Kale got arrested- that was from the group of girls that saw Kale as a toxic bad boy but really admires him for that. Some said they were shipped away by their relatives because of their good looks- from people that were just plain jealous of their looks because, even though most people didn't want to admit it, the new girl was also pretty attractive.
Those were just two of the slightly reasonable rumours. The prevailing rumour however, was that the two of them were an item, and with their families opposing their love, they had no choice but to abscond.
All these conjectures generated two days after they were absent and after a week, the excitement from the prevailing rumour hadn't died down but was rather growing disrupting the school's daily programs as a result.
Too tired of trying to deal with overly excited hormonal teenagers and also curious for answers, Principal Will and Vice-Principal Davis decided to skip formalities and straight up call them both.
Kale's POV
It had already been a week since the incident and I was feeling alright already despite the wound in my gut that refused to heal completely. It was now just a great cut in the stomach with bruises and tinier cuts on the surface, no longer deep a deep stab.
I was more concerned about who was targeting me though. The people sent to kill me were definitely not human, probably products of some kind of human experimentation and I wouldn't have cared save for the fact that they might decide to target someone close to me. The only person I've ever been seen with publicly was little angel though so she's the only possible target and I would never forgive myself if something happened to her.
If I knew this was going to happen, I never would've tried to get close to her. I thought shaking my head in thought. I had caught a stalker once, thank goodness I got those pictures back from him. He might've been sent on espionage by whoever is targeting me.
Shit. I should've kept him conscious and asked him questions. I clicked my tongue in frustration.
"What's wrong kid?" Qadar's voice sounded beside my ear and I turned around quickly elbowing him in the gut. He groaned stumbling backwards as he held his gut.
"Never do that again fucking bastard" I muttered standing up and stretching as much as the bandaged injury in my gut would let me.
I had been sitting at the desk in my bedroom, once again thinking up plans on how to find the person targeting me for the whatever time since I woke up three days ago. Qadar and his guys were supposed to stay in the living room doing whatever but as always, Qadar liked to annoy me.
"Fuck kid, I was just asking a question" he muttered standing up straight and I simply stared at him. He sighed, "still brainstorming are ya? You know, simply sitting and thinking will do you no good" he said sitting down on my very old and creaky bed. I shrugged.
"Got no lead, I'm trying to recall anything worth remembering that happened during the fight" I answered walking to my wardrobe and pulling it open. "You could inspect their belongings you know" Qadar suggested and I paused my action remembering the crest I saw. Lux obscurabitur...
"I suppose I could've done that, I smashed the spy's camera and burnt his film though" I answered still contemplating whether or not to tell Qadar as I continued to find a shirt to change into.
Qadar chuckled at my words, "typical you" he muttered shaking his head. "What about the knife that was used to stab you?" He asked quickly alarming me. My memories from after I got stabbed were blurry so I don't quite remember whether or not I brought the knife back home.
That's it! If the knife has the same crest the film had, I'd be able to determine if it the same person!
"Where is it?" I asked turning to Qadar and he raised a brow, "you don't know?" He asked back. "Would I be asking you if I did?" I retorted and we both just glared at each other until I spotted Jerry passing by the doorway. "Hey Jerry!" I called and he walked back to stand by the door.
"What's up kid?"
"Could you help me look around the living room for a bloody knife?" Jerry smiled giving a thumbs up
"Sure!" He answered cheerily before walking away. I glanced back at Qadar who still sat on my bed about to mention the crest I saw before but then my phone rang.
I sighed in exasperation as I went to pick it up from my table and answered the call
"Hello?" I muttered only to hear princeps's voice. "Mr. Mattyr, great to hear from you" she/he greeted sarcasm dripping from her/his voice and I sighed, "yeah....sorry I didn't call to take permission for my leave. A bunch of things happened and I've not been so well" I answered saying a partial truth.
"Oh, I'm so sorry. Well I hope you feel better soon" she/he answered, at this point I'll just be using non-binary pronouns for princeps. No offense to anyone who might be offended.
"That aside, it's great we found out what's wrong. Otherwise rumours about him and Miss Miller just wouldn't stop" I heard V.P mutter in the background only for princeps to whisper scold her and I was surprised.
"What about Miss Miller?" I asked sounding more alarmed than I intended. "Oh it's nothing for you to worry about, she's just been absent as well is all" princeps answered obviously trying to placate my nerves, "except her line's been out of reach and no one's picking the call to her home line" V.P once again spilled the beans in the background earning another round of scolding from princeps. Amazing how these people who always appeared strict in public are actually comical in private.
"Don't worry about your fellow student, we're planning on carrying out a house visit to check on her anyway" princeps quickly added and I perked at that. I would love to see her home *cough* this is just to check on her though. Not like I have any weird fetish.
"I'd like to come along" I replied causing princeps to sigh. "Aren't you ill?" They asked with worry.
"Don't worry about it, I'm mostly fine now anyway" I answered. Princeps kept quiet for a while contemplating it before sighing
"Fine. Come to school tomorrow morning" they said before cutting the call.
I turned around to see Qadar smirking, oh no. I know that smirk. I thought feeling sorry for his next victim.
"So.... Principal huh?" He wiggled his brows and I grabbed my new shirt throwing it over my shoulder to head to the bathroom.
"Shut up dude. They're way out of your league" I yelled walking out.
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..1 day timeskip.....
Kale's POV
I stood at the entrance to the school gate with Qadar stubbornly at my side looking around while waiting for princeps and the head teacher to come join us. Princeps and V.P finally joined us almost an hour later, apologetic looks donned on their faces.
"So sorry we kept you waiting. Homeroom took longer since we were explaining yours and Miss Miller's absences" princeps explained and I nodded my head in acknowledgement
"No problem princeps. We leave right away?" I asked to confirm and they nodded. V.P squinted at me tilting her head, "no greetings Mr. Mattyr?" She asked, very rhetorical, I know. Eye roll. "Sadly no, V.P" I replied forcing a smile.
"Oh Mr. Mattyr, who is this? Your guardian?" Princeps asked finally paying attention to Qadar. The guy was the one who tried to make contact first but he was so prideful, he wouldn't start the conversation first. Why go through all the trouble of setting up a meeting if you ain't gonna talk? I always thought.
"Nah princeps, this is-"
I was cut short when Qadar took princeps's hand in his bringing it to his lips and kissing it in a disgustingly gentle manner. "I'm Q. Kale's close friend" he answered lifting his eyes to stare straight into princeps's. Princeps smiled with closed eyes as they gently pulled her hand out of his grip.
"Well then, nice to meet you Mr. Q" she greeted just as a black 2006 Mitsubishi lancer drove in front of us. I know my cars okay?
"Ready to go Mr. Mattyr?" Princeps asked even though they and V.P were already getting in the car. I smiled in excitement not bothering to answer the question as I hopped into the car. Qadar went to the other side so he could forcefully sit beside princeps but what he did was none of my concern. I was going to little angel's home and even though I had a very bad feeling twisting in my gut, I was still very excited.
I hope I see little angel though. If she's not okay, I've got some head-bashing to deal with. I could only think staring out the window.