Not happy with this chapter, but I tangled myself in this story 😂. Hopefully now it's the right way. Enjoy ^.^

P.S: Would you mind some Vantoonz? Later H2OVantoonz? Just an idea.
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I wiped away my tears, trying to force my brain to sleep. But it was pointless. My mind was still returning to the perverted shrink, my upcoming event. The previous day I was saved by Cartoonz, but the was no chance on saving me today. I knew it, my mind knew it.

I picked up my phone, looking at the time. I silently whined when I knew my alarm would be going off in a few minutes.

Maybe I should tell my mum about it. She's gonna understand. Surely. I sold myself on the internet for the money we needed. Amazing, right?

I slowly sit up, feeling so tired. But I knew the idea of today's sleep vanished into the air like a morning mist. The moment I put my feet on the ground, my alarm went off. I turned it off with a loud sigh, wishing for some miracle during this day.

I met my mum in the kitchen, she was already making me a breakfast. She looked at me with a smile, which froze on her beautiful face.

"What's going on, Ev?" She asked worriedly, and I just shook my head.

"Nothing," I mumbled.

"Don't lie. Is it something in that gang of yours? Are they blackmailing you?"

"I'm not in the gang, mum, I already told you that. It's about the project and the exams," I explained tiredly.

"You've always managed to swim through the grades with A+. I don't think you need to be stressed over that."

Only if you knew.

"I'll try, thanks."

"I'll drive you to school. How does it sound?" She ruffled my hair, putting the plate full of ham and eggs.

Drive me somewhere far away instead. Maybe I could skip today's school! Doesn't sound like a bad idea.

After we ate, she drove me to school. As unlucky as I was, she watched me walk into the building. And that was my end. My teacher led me to the class, even though I was telling him I can walk on my own.

The time went so slow and I was suffering even more. Just one more subject left, before my shrink, when half through the school radio started to play. After a ten seconds of intro music, there was a headmaster.

"Evan Fong, get yourself to my office as soon as possible. I repeat, Evan Fong to my office."

I didn't know what I did, terrified that maybe my shrink truly showed my pictures to everybody, because I didn't slept with him the other day.

"You heard him, grab your things and go," my history teacher said annoyed.

I did what I was told, already walking towards the room. I knocked, waiting for the answer, and when I heard it, I walked in.

There was my headmaster, sitting behind the desk. But he wasn't alone. I saw Cartoonz on his phone.

"I'm here," I announced myself.

What is he doing here with my headmaster? What is going on?

"Mister Patterson told me everything. I'm really proud of you, Evan. It's great to see you want to expand. You're excused from the rest of the school, go now."

"Aren't we lucky?" Cartoonz grinned at me, and I followed him out.

"What was that for? What's going on?" I asked, not faking my confusion.

"I just exchanged a few words with him and with your shrink as well."

Fuck.

"What did he say?" I asked carefully.

"Who?"

We left the building and stopped in front of familiar car, the same car Cartoonz drove me to the party.

"My shrink."

"Oh, he wasn't happy at all. But I fought for you, don't worry. Also, he said he would call you to discuss the next session."

I wanted to scream in happiness, my heart raced so fast. Instinctively, I hugged Cartoonz, giggling like a mad man.

"What is that for?" He asked confused, and I looked up at him.

That was the moment I realized, how close we were both standing, my hands wrapped around his torso, our bodies touching.

"Sorry," I mumbled, quickly stepping away from him.

"You're tempting me to bend you over my car and fuck the living soul out of you, skirt boy."

I gulped, hugging myself in a protective manner. I didn't want him to do that to me, I didn't want him in my personal space at all. Not because he was ugly looking, or disgusting, but because I was afraid I would have liked it. And after what happened with Delirious, I wanted to stay protected.

"Can you explain what are you doing here?" I asked, not faking my pure confusion. 

"You wouldn't want that? I can be caring," Cartoonz said, still trying to discus that one topic.

"Please, I-I don't want to talk about it."

He stepped closer to me, raising my head by my chin. My body shivered under his touch. He inspected my eyes, looking deeply into them.

"Don't be sad about Delirious. He's really blind if he doesn't see what I see. But c'mon, we don't want to be late!"

I was scared that he saw something I didn't want him to noticed. He was Delirious' best friend, he shouldn't be behaving like this.

He opened a door for me, patiently waiting for me to move. I got in, letting him close the door. I wasn't sure how to feel about it, I didn't even know where we were heading.

"You really have amazing name, Evan. I think I'm gonna start using that from now on," he grinned at me, making me blush heavily.

"Where are we going?" I asked, wishing to change the subject.

"To your new work. I hope you didn't forgot!"

"Of course not," I mumbled, looking out of the window.

"Stop with that expression. Life is too beautiful to be sad, skirt boy."

I looked at him, sighing loudly. That person was scary in his own way. He could have read me so easily, like a book.

"I'm trying."

We arrived at some building, we walked in. Some people were staring at me, like I was some invader. And I felt like it. Compere to other people in the building, I was the youngest.

We ended up on the highest floor, in the biggest room. Cartoonz started to look for something.  I looked around, filled with nervousness. His phone started to ring and he put it on the speaker lazily putting it on the table, while he was still searching for something in the desk.

"I'm listening," he said, and I knew he was talking to the caller.

"I found myself a new toy."

I recognized Delirious' voice. It made my heart race, my body shivered. I remembered his lips on mine, I remembered the way he held my body. I felt Cartoonz's stare for a few seconds, before he pulled out some papers out.

"Good for you," Cartoonz replied.

"I sent Lui for him. You still in Toronto?" Delirious asked, and I sat down.

"Yes."

I couldn't read Cartoonz's emotions, guess his mood, or opinion. I looked at him, our eyes met.

"Sweet, he can bring you home," Delirious informed.

"What?" Cartoonz asked.

"The boy lives in Toronto, Lui should be on his way there now. So wait for him on the airport."

"What about your last toy?" Cartoonz asked, and I felt so uncomfortable knowing they were talking about me.

"What about him?" Delirious asked suspiciously.

"You don't care about him, right?"

Why is he asking these kind of a questions? Does he want to hurt me more than I'm?

"No, I really don't. Get your ass to the airport, Lui's waiting."

And with those words, Delirious cancelled the phone call.

"What would you say to the small trip?" Cartoonz smiled at me.

"What?"

"I'm gonna take you to North Carolina. I have some things to do there. Come along," he continued.

"Uhm... no, thanks," I said, standing up.

"Please, be my guest there. You heard him, he doesn't care about you. Show him, you doesn't care about him either."

But I do care! He was my first one in everything!

"You're gonna be excused from school for that time," he taunted me.

No school means no shrink.

"So?"

"Fine. But not longer than a week," I replied, feeling bad about this decision.

He's right. I can show him I don't care, that he doesn't have any control over me.

"You have my word," he said, standing up.

"Evan," he grinned at me, making me look away.

This man won't stop until he gets what he wants.