Two Worlds Clash

Okay, what the fuck happened yesterday?
Our tutoring session was pretty boring, but it was going fine, at least.
Or at least that was until I saw all those bruises on his sides!
He looked at me and I saw the black eye and the swollen, busted lip on his face, as well as the bruise on his nose from earlier.
I don’t know how I didn’t notice it before; at first I thought it was just from him falling in the cafeteria, but with a closer look, I knew that wasn’t the case.
The poor kid had gotten beat up by someone. I tried to find out who, but he just ran away from me.
It’s not that I cared about him; I most certainly didn’t.
It just struck something in me, I don’t know. I feel the need to kick the ass of whoever hurt him like that.
I mean, doesn’t that seem like the right thing to do? He’s never done anything to deserve it. It isn’t cool and I’m not okay with it.

I got to school, and it was like any other morning. Smoke with Jesse and Josh, get hassled by some crazy chicks desperate for me to sleep with them, then go to first period.
This is my history, which I have with Alex. Maybe I could get some answers out of him.
Mr. Smith started his boring lecture of the day about some war or something; I wasn’t paying attention, I was just watching Alex the whole time.
He had his head down the entire class period, probably trying to hide his face. The kid looked miserable. Like he was gonna break down and cry any minute.

After class was over, I had to rush to quickly pack all my stuff and catch up to Alex.
He was still in the classroom, though, standing in front of the teacher’s desk, waiting for Mr. Smith to quit typing on his laptop and notice him.
I stayed a few feet behind so I could listen in on whatever he had to say to him. Alex didn’t notice me there.
When Mr. Smith finally looked up, Alex cleared his throat nervously.
“Um.. M-Mr. Smith? About the tutoring thing.. I um.. I don’t I can-“
No fucking way.
I cleared my throat loud enough for him to hear, and watched him jump in shock as he turned around to face me.
At that moment, he looked like he was gonna shit his pants.
“I-I..”
“Come with me..” I grabbed his arm and pulled him out of the classroom, then let go of him in the hall.
He pressed himself flat against the wall, giving me a pleading look.
“P-please don’t hurt me!” He was practically shaking in fear.
It was pitiful, and kind of upsetting to see.
I sighed and rolled my eyes.
“Shut up, I’m not gonna hurt you.”
“Y-you’re not?”
“No.”
His whole body seemed to sigh in relief after that.
“Oh..”
I rolled my eyes again.
“Listen. We need to talk.”
“A-about what?” He gave me a confused look.
“About your face.. And your sides.. Alex, I need to know who did it to you.”
He immediately shook his head.
“W-why do you need to know?” He asked in a soft voice, as if I was gonna murder him if he got any louder.
“Because don’t you want some justice done for what happened to you?! I’m sure you don’t get this opportunity everyday..”
“Y-you’re right.. I don’t. S-so why do you suddenly want to help me?”
I groaned deeply, sliding my hand down my face in frustration.
“I’m just lending you a hand here. I just don’t think it’s right that people are hurting you for no reason..” I shrugged, not wanting him to think I cared about his feelings or anything.
“But you hurt me for no reason all the time so what’s the difference?” He snapped, catching me off guard.
“Oh, so you can speak!” I teased, crossing my arms.
He rolled his eyes and sighed.
“Can I just go now?”
I bit my lip and sighed, stepping back.
“Fine.. But..”
He had started to take a step, but then stopped to raise a brow at me.
“But?”
“But don’t give up on me. You don’t have to tell me who knocked the shit out of you, but I’ll look out for you anyway. You don’t have to worry about anything as long as you keep tutoring me. Last night kinda helped a little.. So..” I shrugged, biting my lip and hoping he’d accept.
He actually started blushing, as he thought it over in his head.
“Umm.. O-okay, fine. Um.. S-see you later then..”
Yes!
“Cool. My place, tomorrow. Later.” I nodded at him, and walked off to my next class.
I can’t let them hurt him again.

Notes

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Title cred: The Light Behind Your Eyes- My Chemical Romance