Detention sucks

Being carried by a sociopath of a brother is not pleasant and when I say not pleasant, I mean really not pleasant. The boy is smiling the entire time he was carrying me to the doctor's office and if Hope wasn't walking beside us then I would have seriously lost my mind. Once in a while I would see Hope giving quick glances to Duncan and he would do the same. God knows I hate this kind of atmosphere but if he tries anything with me or especially Hope, I'm raising hell on his ass.

"So brother, want to explain how you have ended up in such a predicament in such a short amount of time?" My eyes twitched and I almost told him to piss off. No way in hell he actually cares about me, more like he wanted info to tell our parents. Before I could answer, Hope spoke up. "Um, sorry, it was my fault, I had this stupid idea to tamper with our work and it ended up back firing and hurting Azrael" she looked genuinely sad and I softly smile at her. "I mean, it is kind of your fault but it was also mine for going along with your stupid idea so I guess we're both at fault" I said. She chuckled and hit my shoulder playfully, to which I faked being in pain and her rolling her eyes. Duncan was watching our conversation with amusement in his eyes and we finally arrived to the doctor's office.

"Well brother, this is where I take my leave, not exactly welcomed in there" he said as he walked away. I for one, was happy as his figure got smaller and smaller down the hallway. Hope sighed and went behind me and wheeled me inside the office. As soon as we entered, a pleasant smell drifted into my nose and I sighed in happiness. It smelled like the box when you get a new pair of shoes and I couldn't be more happier to stay here. We saw a woman running around the office and she stopped when she finally saw us. "Oh, I'm sorry but could you hold on a bit, I've seemed to have lost my pet and he must me avoiding me because I can't seem to find him". I nodded,understanding her situation and waited for her to patiently find her pet. Hope then closed her eyes and leaned her ear to the right. Based on her facial expressions and the way she moves her head, she was tracking the animal. She then suddenly opened her eyes, "Azrael catch it!" Immediately as she said that, a fox like creature jumped in front of me and I held my hands out and caught it. It shook and nibbled on my hand but other than that, it was cute. The doctor finally came out of the room she was in, panting and covered with sweat and dirty paw prints. "You caught him, oh thank you so much, what's your name?" she asked as she took the animal away from me and held it in her hands.

"Azrael, Azrael Casero" I said as she placed the animal down. She cocked her head to the side and came up to me. "Casero, as in the son of Alvaro and Angela Casero?" she asked as she straitened the room. I started to sweat because my family, as I said, isn't really liked right now. Hope placed her hand on my shoulder and smiled which I returned back. "And who might you be young miss?"Hope took her hand off my shoulder and replied."Hope Pierre" she responded proudly. The doctor's eyes widened as she finished fixing her office. She then patted the bed which I was assuming means to sit on it. I got up off the wheelchair and headed to the bed. "So, just curios but what happened here?"she asked as she took my bruising hand in hers. My hand was healing but not as fast as I like to be. "Bio experiment gone wrong" I said nonchalantly. She then nodded her head and took out a syringe which I was so not cool with. Do you not see how long that thing is, f**k that. She held my hand and I was shaking with the temptation of yanking my hand away but then I would be seen as weak and Azrael Casero was not weak. I sucked it up and closed my eyes as Hope gave me her hand to hold which was a big mistake on her part. I felt the needle slowly enter my skin and I squeezed Hope's hand harder, I could see that she was in pain but before I could let go, the doctor took the syringe which made me squeeze Hope's hand until I finally passed out, but before I passed out, I heard a snap and Hope's fading, screaming voice.

I woke up to Hope sleeping beside me with her head on my feet. I looked at my hands which looked and felt great. Hope's hand looked to be slightly bandaged and I wondered why, until I remembered the snap and the scream. Hope woke up and smiled as she saw me, "Hey loser, took you long enough" I laughed and leaned back against the bed. "How long was I out for?" I asked as she looked at her phone. "2 hours now and school is officially over" she said as she rubbed her sleepy eyes. I got off the bed and smiled as the pain and wounds were gone. The doctor came in and smiled once she saw I was awake. "Well, for someone so skirmish, you sure have some strength in that small body of yours, it took another syringe to heal your friend's hand. I looked at Hope and smiled sadly "Yea, um, sorry about that Hope". She smiled and held out her fist bump.

"No problem, this just means that we're even" she says.

"Oh not even close" I replied and fist bumped her.

The doctor told us we can leave and we did, but as soon as we stepped out of the office, Amelia was there waiting for us. That was how we found ourselves in a white-painted room with a bunch of sketchy looking people.

"Ah, f**k my life".