Vincent's P.O.V
I cry as Mike pins me down to the bed. Just as I feel him tug on my shirt he stops. I look up at him, tears filling my eyes.
"You're so helpless..." He says quietly. I don't say anything.
"You're scared, aren't you?" He asks. I nod, still crying. He sits up.
"Go." The teacher demands.
"Wait what?" I ask astonished and wipe my eyes.
"You're...You're just some kid that's easily taken advantage of..." He sighs. "You don't deserve that."
"Y-You're seriously letting me go?!" I ask, still surprised. He nods. I get up.
"But I don't know where I am...I can't get home." I say quietly.
"Come on. I'll drive you." He sighs and gets up.
Mikes POV
I don't know what it was but I felt bad for this kid all of a sudden.
"Thank you." He says as I drive off.
"No problem." I nod. He sits in the passenger seat, very tense as he looks down. I look over at him, looking at his body very carefully. I shake my head and focus back on the road, snapping myself out of my thoughts. I guess he noticed me staring at him and tensed up even more.
"I'm sorry." I say quickly.
"It's fine." He replies.
A few moments later we arrived at the school.
"Uh you could just drop me off here please." He says quietly.
"Got it." I pull on to the curb and let him out.
"S-See you in school I guess..." He stutters before he leaves. I watch him as he waits outside of the school