behind closed doors

Mr popular

for weeks after, Karl continued to have the best time at school. he felt like he finally fit in. 

the scorching sun shone onto Karl's pales face as he continued to laugh at his friends jokes. "hey Karl, wanna come play football with us" schlatt asked as he threw a ball directly at Karl's face. the rest stood laughing at Karl as he rubbed his red cheek. apart from Niki. "hey what did u do that for dickhead" the cheers and laughter died down as schlatt slowly stood up and walked over to Niki. she felt a lump form in her throat but swallowed it down almost immediately. he stared down at her as she continued to stare back, trying her hardest to hide her fear. "step away from her schlatt" Karl said proudly, but as soon as schlatt's eye contact went to Karl, he felt the proudness rush away from him quickly. "oh ye, u want me to step away from her, okay then" he started walking away from the terrified girl and walked towards Karl. before Karl had time to think he felt schlatt's large hand slap his face. he fell to the floor in shock and fear. he shut his eyes tight, waiting for what schlatt was going to do next.

suddenly, he heard something hit the floor next to him. he opened his eyes to see the black cap that once sat on his head. then a pair of feet walked up to his head. he looked up to see the tall brunette teen. "WILBUR" he shouted confused. schlatt winced in pain on the floor as he held his nose to stop the bleeding. Wilbur held his bloody hand out as an invitation to help Karl up. Karl took it with hesitation. they both heard the head master speak over the tannoy. "can Wilbur soot please report to my office". the handsome boy looked down at Karl and simply nodded, calmly walking into the entrance to follow the head masters orders. 

and that was the last he saw of Wilbur.

Sapnap sat in the waiting room staring at the articles plastered on the wall, his mother sat in the car. "appointment for Nicholas" said a nice young girl in a long white coat. this was his first time going to therapy. and he already hated it, but he was doing it for his mom, nothing else. he sat in the uncomfortable chair in silence. his therapist was very nice, she tried asking him simple questions, but all that Sapnap's body could do was simply shrug and nod. he was angry at himself, part of him wanted this to work, he wanted it to plan out the way his mother thought it would. but it didn't.

this is a bit of a shorter chapter tehe :)