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As we entered the school building, we found that many pairs of eyes were staring at us. Well not me of course, mainly at Mark. He had taken a slightly serious hit that left a scar above his eye. It wasn't too bad, but it looked like it hurt. I still couldn't believe he took the blow, even when I told him not to intervene.

As we walked down the hall way toward the nurses's office, we found to our surprise, we saw that the same blue feline cheetah from the park, waiting to head into the nurses's office as well. It was pretty hard to avoid him, but there was nothing we could do but sit right next to him. But because Mark was hurt, I decided to sit next to the blue feline cheetah. I didn't really care if he wanted to punch me, kick me, taunt me, or anything. Mark had already suffered enough, it isn't really the least I could do, but if it helps him avoid trouble, than that's what I'm going to do.

As I looked toward the blue feline cheetah, he gave me an unpleasant stare, snarled at me, and just looked away. I knew he was mad at us, but it wasn't our fault. He was the one who called us out, he was the one who created that big fight. But then again, I was the one who walked up to him...

I shouldn't be too worried about that, I should be focusing on Mark. I looked over and turned to see Mark. He was sitting straight and staring forward. I was pretty surprised he wasn't worked up about any of this, it seemed as if he's used to these situations. But then again, he has been through worst situations in his life before. So I shouldn't be one to talk.

I wanted to ask if he was okay, since It seemed I never really got the chance to ask him that. I feel like he was mad at me and he of course had the right to be mad at me. I should have just ignored the cheetah and walked away. Instead, the pleasant atmosphere turned into a heinous fight that was pretty unnecessary. I just had to do something stupid and ruin the beautiful time alone.

As a few minutes passed by, the nurse, a middle-aged looking deer, called up the blue feline cheetah. As we waited silently, Mark spoke up.

"Don't ever do something stupid like that again."

"Huh?" I said dumbfounded. It's true that It was a pretty stupid thing to do, but I was standing up for myself.

"I said don't ever do something stupid like that again. We got lucky the guy wasn't carrying anything or you would have been screwed. You were about to take a blow to the back of the head, do you have any idea how bad that would have been?" he told me.

I sat there silently looking at the floor. It's true, what if they had a knife or a gun? If Mark hadn't been there to take the blow, I probably would be in a hospital bed, again.

I wanted to cry. I wanted to tell Mark I'm sorry. But I knew what I did was nothing to say sorry about. My stupid decision had a drastic consequence, and it was all my fault. I was beginning to think of the negative things that once left my mind, but are now coming back.

I put my fists into a ball and I just wanted to beat myself up for what I did. It's what I used to do, so I might as well get used to it again.

Mark knew I was starting to hate myself. So he put my arm around me and pulled me closer to him where I lay my head on his lap. I didn't deserve to be with Mark, I'm nothing but trouble and a burden. I wished he had used his powers on me and made me forget him. I wouldn't have to drag him into drastic situations like this one.

If only I could make things right.. If only I was raised just like how my parents wanted me to be, I wouldn't be the screw up I am now. I wouldn't be doing stupid stuff that affect others.. I don't want to rely on others to protect me..

I knew the negative feelings were consuming me and I wanted to stop it, but it was sadly the truth. Why was I born weak? Why must I let others protect me? Why do others even care about me?

Mark noticed how negative I was and leaned over towards me. I wanted to push him anyway but he insisted.

"Hey, don't beat yourself up. It's true what you did was pretty stupid but you stood up for yourself. Don't think it's all your fault."

"It is my fault. If only I was raised properly, I wouldn't be the screw up I am now." I said in a low voice.

"If you were raised properly, you wouldn't be the guy I loved today." He told me smiling, leaning over and giving me a kiss.

I knew he was trying to make me feel better, and it was working. I wanted to part from his lips but the kiss felt so warm.

I just shed a tear and he pulled me in deeper. As our muzzles touched, our tongues started exploring each others mouths. It felt so heavenly, and warm. It made by heart skip a beat, but I still had the hate with me. I knew what I did was unforgivable and it's true this made me feel better, but I knew it was going to stay with me for the rest of my life.

As our lips parted, we stared into each others eyes. His deep, blue ocean eyes stared into my red, scarlet eyes.

"Y'know" he said. "You're eyes are beautiful."

I knew he was still trying to make me feel better, but I didn't care. As long as there wasn't any bad blood I just smiled.

"Thanks, I could say the same to yours." I said smiling, clinging on to him with a hug.

As a few minutes passed by, the nurse called Mark in and I just sat outside waiting. I noticed my hands were a bit dirty so I decided to go to the bathroom and clean up a bit before we went to class.

As I entered the restroom, I noticed the blue feline cheetah was over by the sink, washing his face. I was pretty hesitant about going in, but I didn't care what he would do to me. As I walked into the bathroom towards the sink, he gave me an unpleasant look.

When he finished washing and cleaning his face, he walked over towards me. I wanted to do something and react back but I just allowed him to walk up to me.

I looked up at him and stared into his eyes, waiting for him to do something to me.

"Hey punk. What you did back there wasn't so nice. You're lucky you had your boyfriend with you. " He told me in a mocking, aggressive tone.

I was getting pretty fed up with him but I decided to keep my cool.

"You should speak for yourself" I say, looking down.

He quickly grabs my head and forces me to look at him face-to-face.

"I went easy on you the first time, next time you do something like that I'll pummel you when your boyfriend isn't around." He tells me. He then starts squeezing my face, which starts to hurt. It starts to hurt really bad but I just cope with the pain.

He soon lets me go and pushes me back towards the wall.

"Next time, I'll make sure you'll pay." he pushes me aside and walks out the bathroom door.

I wanted to hurt him so bad. I had the chance to finally make him shut up, but I knew I had to keep my call. I grab myself and fall against the wall.

What cruel of a world this is... I can't even by myself without getting threatened by an over sized idiot.

I quickly shook my head and got up. I washed my face with cold water and went back to the nurse's office.

As I walked down the hallway, I noticed it was empty. "Class probably started already. I should hurry up before I get in trouble." I scurried down the hall way, towards the nurses's office to meet up with Mark.

When I got to the office, Mark was there sitting outside.

"Hey, where'd you go?" He asked me.

"Oh no where. I just went to the bathroom." I told him as we went towards the main office to get a pass.

"You sure? You look a little beat and your face looks like it hurts."

I wanted to tell him what happened but I couldn't. I didn't want him to get so worked up about me. I knew I had to lie to him.

"Oh no. Just a little stressed from what happen, i got worried about you."

"No need to worry about me" He told em smiling. "I can take care of myself, you should start worrying about yourself some more."

I knew I couldn't. But I just nodded anyway.

As we got our passes from the office and went towards our class.

This is bad, the cheetah's probably going to hurt one of us. I couldn't do anything at the moment but just wait for it to happen. All I could do was walk down the hall towards our next class and try to deal with that cheetah the best to my abilities. I had so much on my mind, but I have to focus on school. I knew I had to confront the cheetah at some point.

"Are you sure you're okay?" He asked reluctantly.

"Yes Mark, I'm fine. Don't get so worked up."

After a few seconds, he finally answered. "Fine, I'll take your word for it."

"Good" I said smiling. "No need to worry so much, everything's going to be fine."

But everything wasn't going to be fine and I knew that we were both in danger. I had to think of something soon before something drastic happens again.

As we entered our next class, I couldn't help but think of what may happen to us next.