Suicide Prevention Cupid 2

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!! READERS DISCRETION !! THIS CHAPTER MENTIONS BULLYING. _________________ Otherwise, enjoy!

SCENE: Yellow Dish Market, evening.

11th February

SAPIEN

Shopkeeper: Should I add a packet of chewing gums? (instead of change)

Quincy

Yes! Add this one, please:)

SAPIEN

S: Here you go. Would you like a carry bag?

Quincy

Oh, no. I won't be needing that. Thank you!

Quincy put the fruits inside his backpack and carries his veggies and a small tin can of tuna on him and walked away from the fluorescent lights of the store and away from a market in quick pace. He didn't want to risk any chances of them noticing him when he's alone.

Cold winds still blew from the southern side but he knew his goosebumps weren't all because of that. He felt before he heard the call.

SAPIEN

BOY: Oi! Fancy seeing the little flower boy here.

The group of boys caught up to his pace easily and rounded him from his left and front. He saw the little cat litter on the wall on his right. He didn't have a place to dash to even if he could run. The light of the market flicker and buzz at him in the distance.

SAPIEN

B: How are you this lovely evening?

Quincy shook a little when Frank peered down at him. The bigger kid was packed with muscles from beating up kids in school. He had a big hole in his left ear and smoke an awful lot of cigarettes for a 16 year old. When he shouted at Quincy's face, he couldn't help but cough.

SAPIEN

Snap out of it, fucker! Sounds like a someone need some more beatings? Huh?

Quincy didn't even have time to tell the bigger schoolmate to leave him alone when the other guy swung his fist at Quincy's still hurting shoulder. Yelping, he fell on the concrete. The boys saw that his knee bleed fro the scrape and circled in closer.

Quincy

Ah! Go away!

SAPIEN

B: We can't do that...tsk tsk. You shouldn't have been a nosy posey.

Quincy

Please, don't. Leave me!

*CHUCKLES*

SAPIEN

B: You should have quietly done what we told you to do when we politely told you to keep your mouth shut.

Quincy

That-that was wrong! And you can't bully me.

SAPIEN

'That-that was wrong!' Hahahaha! Ya hear that, bro. Our little fucker is acting all cute and righteous. Tell you what, we won't touch your face this time.

Frank kicked him in his thigh and Quincy let out a cry. It hurt, he couldn't get well quickly like healthy people.

SAPIEN

You sound like a bitch! You shouldn't have been acting brave of you crying now. Haha

Anton

Bitch.

Someone muttered lowly with a hint of anger and everyone swivelled their stare at the man standing a few feet away from them. The lights of the market bounced off of him making him look strangely sharp and tall. He was very tall.

Quincy

Huh?

Where has Quincy seen him before?

SAPIEN

What did you say?

Anton

Bitch. I said you're a bitch.

SAPIEN

You motherfucking shi—

Quincy saw the man come up to Frank and pin the hand that lunged out at him and use the attacker's weight against himself, pinning him down.

Anton

Quit this, now. Before you get hurt.

SAPIEN

Okay!! Shit! Gimme back my hand!

Frank jumped up and shot a glare to Quincy's still lying form and spat on the ground. Huffing loudly, he called the other schoolmates and scurried down the corner street. If there were times Quincy felt extra grateful to the heavens, this would top the list for the whole year. He could be sure.

Quincy

Thank—thank you! I'm okay now. Thank you.

Anton

You, alright?

Quincy

Yes–y-yes, thank you for asking. You can go back to what you were doing before. I'm sorry you had to see tha—

Anton

*exhale* Hah... Glad to know. Can you stand?

Quincy

Yes!

Anton

Then, try standing up?

Quincy

Oh! oh yeah.

Quincy tried to stand, wincing just as he saw the stranger twitch his arm but it could have been too sensitive. The man kept his form still after that.

Quincy felt very guilty.

Quincy

Sorry, I'm a little shocked. I know you're nice!

Anton

May I?

He pointed to the bleeding knees.

Quincy

oh-oh, it's fine! I can—

Anton

You came out from that store, do you have a band aid with you? or 5?

Quincy

No-no, I don't.

The man helped him up when he kept wobbling on his feet for a while.

Anton

Let's head back to the store, then.

Quincy

Right. Thank you, a-again.

Anton

Not a problem.

They walked, Quincy hobbling more of his weight on the man, back where he was half an hour ago.

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