Oh poor Nathan... why did he keep harming himself like this? Yeah he may got major daddy issues but instead of getting himself some help, he instead reached out to you and your wonderful touch- i mean drugs. Yeah, only for drugs. Totally.

You were the one personal selling the drugs he wanted to him. And while Nathan's heart seemed to flutter every time you voiced out your concern and worry for him, he just couldn't help but seek them out. Cigarettes, alchohol and getting high were the top three things that made him forget about reality even for just a bit.

So that's why Nathan found himself once again freaking out in the girls bathroom as he pushed himself against the sink.

"It's alright Nathan... you've got this, you own this school, you can do anything you want to this shithole..."

He suddenly snapped out of it as you entered the bathroom, freezing when seeing him. Nathan felt his blood run cold as you once again reached out to him to comfort him.

Your words were so soft, yet so full of concern and advice that made something in Nathan snap. Why? Why did you have to remind him of his harsh reality?

Your words made Nathan see red as he slammed you against the door as he took his gun out of his jacket, pointing it at your chest as he started yelling.

"Don't ever tell me what to do! I'm so sick- of people trying to control me! Why must you be so annoying and make my heart beat so fastly when i'm near you, why must you be so beautiful, why must you make me feel like i'm not worth for you...? Why must you make me WANT to become a better person!?"

Nathan had absolutely lost it, tears coming out of his eyes and staining his cheeks. Surely other students from outside could hear him, but he couldn't care less.