What have I gotten myself into?: What have I gotten myself into?

'Come party with us' they said, 'you'll have fun' they said. All that's really happened is everyone bullying me.

"Come on guys," someone behind the group of people who are currently bullying me "leave him alone. He's already been through enough as is. His family basically kicked him out of the bloodline."

"Exactly," One of the bullies says, waving a drunk finger in my face as their words slur a bit "not even your mother loves you."

It took everything I had in that moment not to rip their head off right then and there. I can tolerate everything else they've said before but no one talks about my mother like that. She was the only one who took an active effort against my unofficial exile and one of the few people I'll try to protect and with everything I have, I know that when I go berserk, I do everything in my power to keep everyone else away from them.

"Come on," The person says, a lot of negative emotions clear in his voice "that's going too far."

"Even when drunk," I say slowly and clearly "people know when they've poked a dragon too much when they've been sleeping. If you know what is good for you, you'll leave me alone." 

Me slowly raising my gaze was the finishing touch.

"Come on," The drunk person says nervously "it's pointless on wasting our time on him." 

I watched them walk off and join the crowd of dancing people and once they did, I turned my attention to the one who tried defending me.

"You're sober," I say slowly as they shift uncomfortably under my stare "so why did you do that?"

"I'm a synx," They say quietly "half of one anyways. I know what it's like to have someone bully you just for being who you are."

"All the more reason to not get involved with me," I reply with a short "considering what I did and what you're related to."

He just stood there and looked at me sadly and an idea pops into my head.

"You're the one who sent me that invite," I say, narrowing my eyes " aren't you. "

Nodding a few times, he looks away and watches the dancing crowd. Having that confirmed, I frown and lean on my arms while tilting forwards a little. I only said a few words to him but that seemed to make him gain confidence.

"No," He says, straightening "I'm not going to leave you alone, I don't care what happens to my reputation. What you've had to endure since you got here isn't okay and needs to be dealt with! You can't just go around and let people say whatever they want about you, it's not good for your mental health.

" And what do you suppose I do then? " I snap " Everyone who's even vaguely aware of what I have done views me as a murderer who does it for the fun of it! There's nothing I can do! "

"You miss all of the-" he begins but I cut him off

"Shots you don't take," I say, rolling my eyes "I've heard that a thousand times already. I know so don't go and pull a wise man on me. I know you're afraid of me, I can almost literally smell your fear and it makes my scales crawl. Just leave me alone, I'm going home."

I then proceeded to move towards the exit but before I could reach it, he stopped in front of it, blocking my path.

"You really don't get it," He says sharply, standing firm even after I bared me teeth and his fear spiked "you've experienced so much negativity from others that you've grown used to it and lash out at people trying to show you kindness! That's all sorts of wrong and it is a major problem!"

"And you want me to say something about it," I say flatly, pushing my way past him " what is there to say? People don't like me so I don't even try to change that as five years of trying to do that has met failure after failure. People don't change, it's as simple as that. " 

"I don't care what you think," He says behind me "I'm going to get someone who can help you."

"Don't bother," I say waving a hand dismisfully "none are going to want anything to do with me."

"A friend always looks out for another," He says angrily " even when they say nothing is wrong. "

"Who said we were friends?" I ask him, pausing to half turn and look at him

"I did," He says confidently "and I'm going to do everything I can to get you the help you need."

Standing there for a few minutes, I never once saw him lose that confident gleam in his eyes and I finally resume walking away.

"Thanks for the invite and for trying to defend me," I say, raising my voice a little "and you can try to get that help you promised and even if you somehow get it, it's almost garenteed that it won't work.

" I sent that invite to show that at the very least," He says loudly "someone cares about you. "