"This is a male dominated business Rowan! You won't make it one minute without my help." My father said aggravated as he organizes the papers on his desk.
"Fine! if you have so little faith in me to do this on my own why don't we just throw me in th...
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*Crack*
A small crack was heard as his fist collided with my nose. It wasn't enough to break it but it was definitely a little bent. I reached up and quickly snapped it back into place.
Looking up I saw Cameron's face, he finally realized that he hadn't hit Lincoln. He had hit me. He opened his mouth to speak when I held up a finger and pointed at him, "Don't. Say. A. Word." He closed his mouth.
Feeling the blood dripping from my nose I reached a hand up and wiped it away. looking down at my finger I saw the dark crimson blood. Composing myself I looked at Lee, his eyes were drilling holes into the side of Cameron's head and Jack was holding him back from attacking him.
I looked at Cam and Linc, "I'm going to go to the nurse and when I get back you two will still be here, not to have moved a muscle. understood?" The look in my eyes was probably enough to show them not to mess with me right now. They both nodded as I walked back down the hallway with Lee hot on my trail. I stopped and turned back around to face the group of people. "Candy if they try to leave, stop them." I said no emotion on my face, then I turned to Cam and Linc's friends "Don't be here when I get back."
Me and Lee continued down the hallway to Mrs. Bumbles' office. Walking through the doors the smell of disinfection hit me like a truck, even with the overly heavy metallic smell of blood in my nose. "Oh, dear! What happens to you?" Mrs. Bee questioned standing up from her desk and rushing towards me. She started examining my nose, "Who did this?" she asked her sea-blue eyes filled with concern. "No one." I said at the same time Lee said "Cameron Reed" Mrs. Bee gasped, shaking her head, "That boy really is trying to get himself shot.".
I've known Mrs. Bee my whole life. She was about twenty or so years older than my dad and babysat him when he was a child. She's a sixty-two-year-old lady with medium length black hair that had more than a few grey hairs in it, her kind face made her job of making people feel better easy.
As my father grew up he grew fond of her. She was aware of who my grandfather was when she took the job. When she got married and was pregnant with her first child my grandfather paid for a nice house in the neutral zone for her and her family and she has been a friend of the Collins family for years.
After another twenty minutes of Mrs. Bee poking and prodding my nose, she told me that I would be fine, and another five minutes was Lee asking and re-asking if I was going to be ok, to which he got the same answer each time. "She's going to be fine Mr. Wheeler."
When we made our way back to the hallway the only people there were the ones that I had told to stay.
Walking up to the boy's I held out the palm of my hand, "Give me your phone." I said motioning for them to put them in my hand.
Not wanting to aggravate me any further they handed them over. Though my face showed no emotion they could see how furious I was.
I handed the phones to Candy for her to do her thing. "Now follow me." I said turning to walk back down the hallway. "No, I'm not going anywhere!" Cameron said, folding his arms across his chest.
