Chapter 33

Damien POV

“I know that it seems a long time away boys, but you really do have to think about your future” the headmaster

is saying in that annoying nasal voice of his. I fight the urge to roll my eyes, wanting nothing more than to poke my

tongue out at him. Johnathon is sitting beside me, looking just as frustrated, but the headmaster is the one person can’t go against without being suspended or expelled.

Who gives a damn about the future, I think a bit bitterly. Winter’s had been ruined and it had been one of my

friends’ who’d done it to her. I wasn’t stupid. She tried to hide it from me but I knew she was having nightmares

every night. I heard her muffled gasps when she woke up. I still stayed outside her room every night and I knew she was annoyed by it. I guess I’ve gone from being a disinterested older brother to an overprotective one in a short

amount of time. Who would have thought it?

“You need to think about college and where you are going. What grades are you going to need?” God he was rambling on and on. Was he ever going to shut up? How much longer was going to have to sit here and listen to him,

for heaven’s sake.

“Johnathon, have you chosen a college yet?”

“No” Johnathon answers sullenly and we share a look, one that sympathizes with the other. It’s clear neither of us is particularly thrilled to be sitting in the headmaster’s office.

“Damien, what about you?”

“I’m not going to college, I need to get a job”, I answer politely and the headmaster seemed confused by my

answer.

to college. It will set you up with a bright

rude.

I commented dryly. Ha, take that, I think smugly to myself. He sits back and regards me

your father has disappeared” he says,

I intend to take care of myself and Winter” I say carelessly, and he looks a

was that about?

is your

not so much”, I admit, hating myself for showing weakness in front of

on me.

Johnathon’s face. I hadn’t had a chance to tell him. Alright, I did, but

that directly without

headmaster looks saddened by the news but also not surprised. I guess I was one of the only ones who’d hoped that she would. Maybe I’d let my imagination run away

headmaster says, looking between Johnathon and myself, “if

or your sister need help,

You just have to say the words”, he adds, and I stare

take my sister from me? Over my dead body, I think fiercely, scowling at

I say snidely and he blinks at me, as though

pleasantly, looking at the clock. The old man had

drivelling. I

rush, breathing in fresh air in relief. The office had smelt damp

with anything you want. Like I

exactly where Winter’s class is, but I’m not shocked to find that she’s not waiting

headmaster had grabbed me on the

and I cast him a sidelong glance. What was his

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