I grabbed my phone and stared at it. Aaron and Luci had blown up my phone. I sat up and Nole's head turned, seeing my movement.  He sighed,realizing I was not going  to speak. I looked up a few hours later when Roberts came over. "Damien, you can leave now. Nole, do not leave him alone." Roberts commands.

"Thanks Robert." Nole says quietly and I climb out of the bed. He goes to help me but I brush him away. "Damien.." He whispers softly but I just ignore him and walk out of the med ward. I type something into my phone and show it to him. "I- so. What's the problem of me calling him by his first name?" I just sigh and put my phone away, walking to the roof. 

"Damien. Lets go back downstairs." He says softly. I let out a hoarse laugh and sit on the edge. "Fuck." I mutter. The lighter and cigarettes were gone. "Damien, you can't have them back." Nole says and I stand up. "You cannot tell me what I can't and can have." I growl and start taking steps toward him. "Damein, you are on meds. Having a cigarette will hurt you." I laugh and smile bitterly.

"That's the point." He sighs at my words and shakes his head. I shove my hands in my pockets and slouch back to the dorms. Nole follows quietly behind me. I slam the bathroom door and change into the school uniform. I come out and he looks up, obviously worried. make my way to dresser and open the bottom drawer. I grab the extra pack of cigarettes and lighter. "Damien." He says.

I hold up the pack. He reads the note on them. "Damien, I asked you before if you addicted to cigarettes. You shook your head no." I smiled at him. "Good job." I say sarcastically and snatch the pack of cigarettes back. "My parents made me this way." I mumble. "What do you mean?" He asks and I snort. "Nicotine is infused in my blood. Nole, my parents are rich assholes who love to fuck up peoples lives." He looks confused.

"Look, my parents are scientists. They wanted to find out if they could make nicotine somehow have good effects on the brain. Obviously not." I mutter. "They made me in a lab. Nicotine can't hurt me but I need a steady flow of it to stay alive. It's a weird concept I know." Nole just stares at me with wide eyes and scratches his head.(Do not ask how I came up with this concept) I walk out the door and go to the courtyard. 

I sit on the grass and light a cigarette, exhaling the smoke slowly. Nole sits next to me and angles his face away from the smoke. "Exhibit day is this Friday." He mumbles. I sigh and take another drag. "'I care why?" I ask quietly. "Well aren't you in a club?" Nole asked. I shook my head.

"No. It's another thing for my parents to be ashamed of me for." I mutter. He glances at me. I take a last drag from the cigarette and put it out with my thumb. Nole grabbed my hand and made me drop it. He looked at my thumb and hissed. "Damien, you have a burn." I bite my lip and look away, staring at the grass. 

Nole dropped my hand, allowing me to stand up and start walking off. He followed me. "Go away." I snap and he grabs my wrist. "Damien, I can't let you skip class again." I sigh and let him pull me to the class. Mr. McRay raised his eyebrows. I glared at him and snatched my arm away. I made my way to my seat and sat down, my feet resting on an empty chair.

Mr. McRay pursed his lips but stayed silent, starting the lesson. I drum my fingers on the desk, getting bored as the hours pass by. "Finally." I grumble when the bell rings. "Ah, no Damien, you are staying here. Detention." He says and I finally snap. "OH FUCK YOU. I DID NOTHING." I yelled and stood up. He glared at me and grabbed the collar of my shirt. I snarled and punched his jaw. 

"DON'T TOUCH ME." I yelled and he smacked my cheek. "I can do as I-" I didn't let him finish, punching his nose and kicking him where the sun don't shine. He groaned in pain. I was about to stomp on his stomach when Nole grabbed me. I snarled and punched his nose too. He moaned in pain, releasing me and holding his bleeding nose.

I heard kids yelling for the dean but I just pushed past them and made my way to the roof. People were chattering down below about what I did. My fingers made their way to the cigarette box and the lighter. My lungs couldn't seem to get enough air as I fumbled to light the cigarette. My body was shaking but I didn't care. The minute the cigarette entered my mouth, my mind started to calm.

I noticed that my cheek and leg were bleeding. "Shit." I mutter, wiping the blood off. The door behind me slammed as the smoke came out of my nose. "Damien Byrd." A deep voice said, I let my body fall backwards. "Yes?" I ask, exhaling smoke into their face. They choked and grabbed my hurt arm. I winced as they roughly pulled me up and dragged me to the deans office.

My parents were there, along with Nole and Mr. McRay. My parents glanced up when I was dragged in. My mom pursed her lips and my dad looked like he could kill me. Probably would. I flicked the big man off which got a well earned slap from my father. The dean sighed and started explaining everything.

"So apparently he was in the med ward and didn't show up for a few days." The dean read off a report. Mr. McRay nodded and my parents sighed. I zoned the rest of the meeting out. I was pulled back into listening when my parents dragged me outside. By my hurt arm may I add. "DAMIEN WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU. YOU HURT THE HEIR TO THE WICK FOUNDATION." I snort. "The candle wick."

My mother stares at me and Jack comes around the corner. She immediately starts to fan over him while my father presses me against the wall. "You are lucky that your sister is here." He growled in my ear and backed away. They talked with Jack, allowing me an escape. I go out into the courtyard and flop on the grass. 

"DAMMIIII." I hear a voice squeal and something falls on top of me. "Hi, Rosey." I say softly and let her hug my neck. She kisses my cheek and let's me sit up. "Mommy an daddy said you were being a bad person." She said, her green eyes wide and curious. "Rose, get away from him." My mother says hurriedly and picks her up. "But I wanna play with Dami." She says pouting.

"Damien is in trouble at the moment Rose. He has to stay with Mr. Roberts. Here." She says kindly, her voice hardening when she says here. I stand up and dust off my knees. "Bye Rosey." I say softly and she wails about me leaving. I sigh and quickly walk back to the dorm. Nole has his group of friends around him. I stop in the doorway and quietly grab my stuff.

They notice me and most of 'em start yelling at me. I quickly push past them, my head down low. I run to the med ward and Robert looks up at me when the door closes. "Jesus Damien." He mumbles but I just put my backpack in the room I always use. It's the only room that allows smoking. As long as the door is closed. 

"I have to stay here for a week. I got suspended." I call, closing the door. I hear him sigh and continue working. I close the door but keep the blinds to the indoor window open. His request. I light a cigarette and sit by the desk. It hasn't even been five minutes when I hear talking outside. I roll my eyes. Standing up I make my way to the window. I see Nole's friends angrily talking to Robert and point at me.

I grin and turn on the fan. The small amount of smoke starts to disappear and I open the door after sticking the now done cigarette in an ashtray. "What?" I ask loudly, their attention turning to me. "Boys and girls, no fighting in the med ward." I say smiling. "Why the hell did you punch Nole." His hunk of a guy said coming up to me. Cute but not my type. "You look like a Chad. I should call you that." I say smirking.

He grabs the collar of my shirt and Nole comes running in. 'Chad' let's go of me and turns to him. "Ah shit. Roberts, do you have any food?" I ask, pushing past the gaggle of people. "You know where it is." He says shortly and I sigh. I open up the mini fridge and grab a beer + an apple. Great combination. "Give me that." He snatches the beer from me and puts it back.

I groan and realize the people hadn't left. "Oh for gods sake." I mutter and see Nole making a beeline for me. "DAMIEN." I smile and munch on my apple. Elly snickers as Nole yells at me. "Ah, this has been great and-" I stop when Nole grabs my wrist and drags me into a room, shutting the door. "I'm really not supposed to be in any other room, than the one designated for me..." I ramble and he crosses his arms, waiting for me to stop talking.

"So I'm just gonna." I point my thumb at the door and start to backup. He rubs his eyes and pushes the door closed. "Ok I get that you are mmmph-" He crashes his lips onto mine to stop me talking. I feel my cheeks heat up and I push him away, hiding my face. "Wroth a shot." He mutters and leaves the room. 

"Hold up?? He still likes me??" I yell and walk out of the room. Charlotte glanced at me. Only she,Elly, and Nole were left. "Ah ok. So your nose is uh well it's broken." Roberts mumbles to Nole. Elly glares at me. "YOU BROKE HIS NOSE." She yells and storms over to me. "HE TOUCHED ME WHILE I WAS FIGHTING." I yell back.

"THAT'S NOT AN EXCUSE." She screamed and backed me up against the wall. "It is for me." I mutter and Charlotte grabs her shoulder. "Elly, he is sick. You won't get anything from yelling at him." She whispers and Elly smiles. "No but I will get happiness from seeing him bleed." She smirked and took out a pocket knife, slicing my good -now bad- arm.

"SHIT." I yell and Roberts looks over. Elly's eyes turn to horror when she see's the color of my blood. Roberts rushes over and pushes Elly away from me. "Damn children." He mutters and shoves straight nicotine in my mouth. - hint don't do this chirren. It's not good for you.- "Ew." I mumble after swallowing it. "DAMIEN I TOLD YOU TO REPLENISH YOUR SOURCE NOT SMOKE ONE AND THEN LET SOMEONE CUT YOU." He yelled.

"So-rry." I mutter and stalk into my designated room. Slamming the door I light a cigarette and sit on the white bed. Elly and Charlotte were nodding to Roberts explanation. I blow out the smoke and glare at them through the window. Elly flinches under my gaze and leaves in a rush. Charlotte sighs and says something I can't quite figure out to Nole and rushed after her. 

I humm quietly to myself and finish the cigarette. I flick the stub into the ashtray and fan the room out. After I'm done i check the time and wlak out into the med ward. "Can I go eat?" I ask and Roberts glances at me. "No, I got a call. You are not allowed outside this ward unless your parents need you." He says quietly.

I rub my eyes and walk to the small kitchen they have. "Uhh Robert, how do you work an oven?" I ask and he snorts. He walks over and quickly makes pasta, handing it to me and going back to his work. "Ok.." I mutter and scarf down the food. "I'm going on the fire escape." I all and step out onto it. The cold breeze fills my lungs as I climb up it and swing onto the roof.

I sigh and sit, watching the sky for hours. It turned into night and I climbed back down, walking into the ward. Roberts looked pissed. "You stayed out until 12AM." He muttered and slammed the door to his room. I sigh and close the door to my room, falling into a fitful sleep.