Another scar?

It seems Medicus could provide Dokéshi comfort and security. With one bark, and slight gnawing off his teeth, everything was still. Could this newly adopted dog be the answer to Dokéshis most recent problems?

12:09 PM

Everyone was sitting with their friends during lunch, eating and discussing the latest trends. However Dokéshi was alone. Usually he would sit with DeeDee and Diego, but they were currently trapped with that demon. He could sit with his teammate Corbel, but had a different lunch than him so Dokéshi had no choice but to sit alone. "Hey nerd," some jerk named Bryce said as he walked up to Dokéshi. "Where are your little dorky friends. That black chick and that immigrant you smuggled in here?" Bryce said with so much racism in his voice that Martin Luther King almost rose from the dead. It had been so long since Dokéshi had really seen the color of people's skin. He was raised to treat everyone the same, unless they're douchebags then it doesn't matter. Dokéshi had seen DeeDee and Diego as friends, not some color on the scale. He had completely forgotten the rich caramel skin DeeDee bestowed upon herself for the world to see, and the rough oily sandy brown skin Diego carried around atop his skeleton. Bryce keeps screaming. Each sentence more racist and twisted than the last. Dokéshi hated to lose his temper, especially in public, but this time he couldn't dare hold in the fact that he was the reason they weren't sitting with him at lunch. "They're gone!" Dokéshi yells at Bryce, angrily. As Dokéshis lips opened to speak those lonely two words a scar above his left nipple popped. Blood was spewing all over Bryces face through the thin silk shirt Dokéshi had been wearing. The cafeteria was filled with screaming. Some people freaking out and others recording. The principal rushed in, with the though that there was a fight, but when she got there, she passed out. Blood soaked Dokéshis clothes, and covered Bryces face. The nurse busted through the thick crowds of BO infested teenagers to stop the blood Dokéshi was so generously providing. "Damn it," the nurse said as the blood soaked through all the towels and gauze she had brought with her to the scene. "Somebody go get me some towels!" The nurse yelled to the crowd of nosey high schoolers. The nurse grabbed Dokéshi and the two of them hurried to her office, blood dripping across the concrete of the courtyard and onto the tiles of her office floor. "So what happened?" The nurse asked franticly. "I don't know... Bryce was bullying me then all of a sudden this scar opened." Dokéshi explained nervously. The nurse, Mrs. Pradder, knew almost everything about Dokéshi. She knew he was an almost straight A student, she knew his parents were "on vacation" and she knew he loved football. However upon further inspection she realized she might not have known as much as she previously thought. "Dokéshi where did all these scars come from?" Dokéshi didn't know how to answer her question without raising any flags, green or red. "Has someone been taunting you?" she presses while lecturing to Bryce being taken away on a stretcher by two men in EMS jackets. "Dokéshi, you can tell me if someone has been bothering you. We can contact your parents and press charges against him." she says lecturing once more through the window to Bryce. Dokéshi responds, "No that won't be necessary, this wasn't him. I've had these since I was a kid, no need to call my parents." He laughs after he speaks so the awkwardness of the air would clear, but it didn't. Dokéshi looks down and realizes this whole time they were talking she had been wrapping his chest up with gauze, paper towels, and duck tape. He gets off of the examination tables, " Dokéshi please sit down." She demands. "You know even if he didn't do it we can still say he did. Come on Dokéshi, he always bullies you. Why not just stop him where he stands?" The nurse pressures Dokéshi into a corner, to the point she sounds almost mente demoniaca. Dokéshi runs to the door, but it's locked. He pulls left and right so hard he's almost just shaking it. Dokéshi turns around to see Medicus jump through the old glass window. He barked, and Mrs. Pradder disintegrated. Leaving only a pile of dust, and a note, with a single drop of blood, stating,

"I owe him my soul."

-Marie Pradder