Calm Down's! Mr. Psychos!
Touched

The woman gasped, she realized that she had hit her daughter and immediately took hold of the beautiful face of the child she was born from her womb.

"Sam? You okay, baby?" ask her in a soft voice while holding her daughter's face.

Samantha said nothing, her lips silenced by a thousand languages and could not even look at her worried mother.

He turned around, shook off the delicate hand that always rubbed him with that affection and moved to his room.

"Sam?"

Mrs. Laura followed her daughter's footsteps until she stopped when the door of the room was closed to her and did not open.

"You want to sleep, son? Rest huh? Sorry, Mamah is a little sensitive again." she said to her daughter.

Samantha answered nothing, she sat on her bed and shed her tears.

"It must be a lie..."

"What I heard was a lie." he murmured softly.

......................

School

The girl took her sports uniform from the locker, a little quiet no longer her noisy friend as usual.

Samantha threw her breath away, she glanced towards her classmates who were like her, picking up a sports uniform to wear.

"Ann?" call her softly in a very slow voice and now it feels so awkward.

The girl who was currently tying her wavy blonde hair back did not hear.

He closed his locker and left, while the voice of someone calling him was silent and seemed to sink in the throat.

...

Lessons that increase stamina were started, volleyball games that are done at this time.

"It's in for the team, go in and take each position" said the teacher and then back off to let the students start their own game.

The ball toss began, the sound that was heard from the game of the students filled the sports room.

Sometimes a smile was seen on the faces of the squads who scored however,

"Who? Ann's? Did you get a ball?"

The girl flinched, the teacher started to stop the game and looked at one of the students.

Anna frowned, she felt nothing but something flowing down her nose.

Blood again? Am I hot in again? Time of fatigue continues?

"Because of that ball?" ask the teacher who approached.

"No, sir." replied Anna shaking her head to the teacher.

The teacher who was wearing training pants and sports clothes turned around.

"Sam? Antara Anna," said her who told the girl who was on the opposite side while playing it because before her in sports lessons also the girl who drove her friend.

Samantha whose beginning was just looking from afar slowly approached, "I.iya Sir.." replied her nervous because she felt so awkward with her usual friend always with her it used to be.

Anna did not say anything, she did not refuse or look at her friend.

...

UKS

The nurse came closer and tried to stop the nosebleed blood coming out smoothly like something was leaking inside the girl's head.

"You feeling dizzy?" ask the teenage girl.

Anna shook her head, she did not feel anything but of course her face began to pale at this time because it continued to bleed from her nose.

The nurse did not waste anything else, she just focused on stopping the bleeding so as not to have seizures.

15 Minutes later

The room that was always quiet was now back to silence after the commotion that had occurred due to the girl who came twice to the UKS just because of nosebleeds.

"Why is it still here? You have to go back, "Anna's uncomfortable.

His friend continued to be in the room and stared at him.

"Ann? You said you couldn't see me because you remembered your father, right?" ask her while flicking her fingernails at each other.

"Hm..." Anna did not reply, only her gurgle saying 'Yes'

"You hate him?" ask the girl again.

Anna turned her head, she stared and frowned looking towards the girl.

"Why are you asking that?" said Anna cringing.

"I just want to know, you said you don't want to meet me because you remember your father so..." Sam replied that he could not continue his sentence.

"Yes, I hate." Anna let out a soft breath as she answered the girl's question before her.

"She never came on my birthday, on the first day I went to school, she never missed me or my mom, I think he married when my mom died, too." she said softly.

"But maybe he didn't! He may have" unknowingly Samantha defended her father because she knew his father was a superhuman who was so good in the world.

But his speech was cut off, the gaze of the girl made her tongue mute and could not say anything.

"He had a lot of time, before my mom died he came home sometimes but he never saw me, they just fought" said Anna who made the girl silence for a moment.

"Ann?" call her lirih.

Anna did not answer but her eyes turned towards the girl.

"You having trouble?" the heavy-sounding voice asked.

Those blue eyes were staring, a face that said nothing but answered that question.

"I'll come back first, I'll ask Sena to pick me up or if you need anything to call me" she told the girl.

"Sam? You knew? I always hoped that the person would never be happy, I also hoped that the woman that made my mother cry every day would cry as well until she forgot how to smile." he said before the girl got out.

Samantha said nothing, she just opened her door and walked out.

...

Home hours.

All the students and students in the big school were scattering out. Some run, some laugh, some just walk up to the stop or wait for his invitation.

"Pa?" The girl moved closer to the father who this time picked her up again.

"Papa Tumben pick up Sam?" her question was confused because her usual father would work and rarely had time to pick her up.

Mr. Harris simply rubbed his daughter's head, "Those same friend you were home with?" ask his favorite daughter without answering the question posed to her.

Samantha shook her head, she looked at her father, "You get in the car first, Papa wants to meet your friend, yesterday Papa did not accidentally hit him." she said with a gentle smile to her daughter.

Samantha was silent, she stepped into the car first and waited. He did not know that his father wanted to apologize or talk about something else.

Mr. Harris waited near the exit of the large school building until someone he wanted to meet came out.

Anna stopped her steps, she gasped at the man who was standing staring at her.

His steps backwards, he turned around not wanting to see that face that every time he saw always made his chest rumble.

"Anna? Maurenne Arianna?" Call Mr. Harris to the girl.

Anna's steps felt heavy, she could not turn to look towards the man who called her.

"Son?" the voice that called out to her this time lowered her tone.

The deg!

Once again Anna petrified her hearing, not her feeling lethargic hearing the man's call but the fire inside her chest increasingly smoldering.

He turned around, staring with a look that showed anger, "Yes? You who?" ask her who sees as if she does not want to recognize the man who makes her present in the world but does not want to be responsible for her happiness.

The man's chest was like slapped hearing him, indeed he could not blame the girl who did not recognize him because he also never gave any memories for his daughter.

"Sorry, can we talk to you for a second?" her question started with a formal tone on the girl.

Anna was silent for a moment, she looked towards the man who looked very eager to speak.

"For what? To slap me again?" anna asked with blue eyes.

Mr. Harris was silent, he couldn't say anything for now. His tongue is kelu because mistakes come from him.

"No, before her I'm sorry for what happened before her. So can we talk to you for a second? Maybe in a quieter place." said Mr. Harris while looking at his surroundings which was filled with students milling about.

Anna glanced for a moment at the outgoing student and student.

The girl let out her breath, "Five minutes" she said to the man.

Mr. Harris breathed a sigh of relief, at least the girl wanted to talk to him.

Feeling that she was in a fairly quiet place even though she was still in the school environment, Anna stopped her steps.

"What do you want to talk about?" the question that made Mr. Harris turned.

"Before I wanted to apologize first" he told the girl.

"No, I don't want to forgive you" Anna replied firmly without looking nervous at all.

"What kind of compensation? The money? Or blind me slapping you back?" asked Anna with a face that showed no hospitality at all.

Mr. Harris was speechless, "What do you want me to compensate you for?" ask the girl.

"Even if you give her second I won't forgive you either" Anna told the man.

He did not want to even intend to forgive the slightest mistake of the man. He did not feel any longing or affection in his heart.

All he felt was anger which made him continue to feel the heat in his chest.

Mr. Harris was silent, he did not know the girl had known him or not but his tongue felt faint every time he spoke to the girl.

"Don't be too formal on me, you can be a little more relaxed. If you want to also be able to respond to me like your father." his words are still so heavy saying who he really is even though the girl already knows everything.

Anna laughed cynically hearing her, taking her as a father?!

"Why should I think so?" her question looked towards the man.

Mr. Harris kept quiet to think about the next word.

"You're from an orphanage, right? It might be a time"

"Then? It's my fault for being in an orphanage?" cut Anna straight away.

His taste he was so furious to hear her when the man brought up about her who had lived in an orphanage.

"You know? Actually my father is still alive" he said with a faint smile.

Mr. Harris jerks. He felt that the girl at least still needed a father figure.

"Yes, you may be"

"And I want her to suffer so much." Anna cut off with a sweet smiling face as she said that, like a very sincere remark from the bottom of her heart.

The deg!

Mr. Harris flinched, he frowned not understanding why the girl was such a curse on his life.

"Why? You can't talk like you're to your father." he told the girl.

Anna was silent, she was laughing but it was not a happy laugh or a pleasure.

"Dad?" her question repeats with a laugh that comes across her pretty face.

"He's not my Dad, He's just a l*ser." he told the man.

Mr. Harris, of course, heard that he didn't like what the girl said.

"You're not being polite" he said to the girl.

Anna laughed bitterly at her, "Yes, I am not a child who knows manners" he told the man.

"My mother was depressed and had a hard time teaching me manners and my father never taught me anything because he always went with his infidelity" she said with a faint smile.

"He didn't even want to know about our lives, he left me and never even became a father to me and I think the one who killed my mother was my own father." tell that guy.

It is true that his mother committed suicide but who caused his mother to want to die?

"I don't know manners so don't expect courtesy from me to show you." she continued, which made the man quiet.

Mr. Harris was silent for a moment, he could not refute the girl at all.

"How's your life," asked her who tried to divert her conversation.

"I'm not okay, I'm in a lot of pain and suffering so I want my dad to suffer like me, too," answer with a thin smile while saying harsh words.

If he wanted to, he could say all the dirty and rude words because he did grow up in a harsh environment.

Yet even he felt his mouth would only get dirty if he cursed someone who was not even worthy of his insults.

Mr. Harris was getting silenced, he couldn't say anything or ask any more.

"I think the five minutes you asked for are up" he said to the man and turned around without looking down or saying goodbye.

Mr. Harris was fixated, as if he couldn't say anything, his tongue felt Kelu with a voice stuck in his throat and even he could not prevent the girl from leaving because he felt the soles of his feet like they were stuck into the ground.

...

Anna got into the car that was waiting for her, she kept quiet and said nothing.

He felt no sadness at all, only anger.

Tests...

The girl frowned, her nose back feeling like she was dropping something.

He touched it with his hands and saw the thick red liquid coming back out of his pointed nose.

"Other nosebleeds?" his murmurs who took the tissue provided by the car.

While holding onto a tissue he looked towards the street that looked different from the direction of the man's mansion.

"Where are we going?" ask the driver who is still carrying the car.

"Sir Lucas asked the lady to come to the company" replied the man who glanced from the glass to look at the back bench.

He said nothing, even when looking at the girl who had trouble holding her nose.

......................

JNN group

Anna threw away all her tissues, fortunately her nosebleeds this time were easier to handle.

Is it because I have shed too much blood? Then he's dizzy?

His face was getting pale but he was not aware of his, honestly his steps he used started to gamang and felt limp when walking but he was very good at holding back such a feeling.

The receptionist woman in neat formal clothes drove her to the front door of the room from the owner of the famous company.

He knocked her and moved in, the man who was waiting for her in the chair that could not be sat by any careless person immediately looked in her direction.

"You call me Sir?" he asked when he looked at the man.

Lucas did not reply, his hand gesturing for the girl to approach him.

Anna came towards the man, Lucas immediately pulled him up to fall on his hard thigh.

The cup!

The man hulls the little body and kisses his cheeks instantly.

"Smart boy," said he who stroked the pale face.

He heard everything the girl said, the talk he could hear through his chips.

Now he knows, if the new chip can not hear anything if it has crossed the ocean or is at a distance of more than 200 km from where it is.

It does bring accurate results because it was tested at the right time but of course it will also bring another disaster because the girl is still the only human being fitted with such a tool.

Anna was silent for a moment, the man suddenly kissed her cheek but she did not feel disturbed because she was getting used to it.

He smiled at the compliment the man gave him.

Lucas looked at a face that looked different from what he used to see, "You're sick again?" ask her while looking at the girl's face.

Anna shook her head at the man's question.

"True, you were nosebleeds at a sports lesson, right?" ask the girl.

He can hear it, he, because he activated his chip while Anna was at school and could hear the commotion that occurred in sports hours and in the UKS but he could not tell when the girl had a second nosebleed in the car because there's no sound.

Anna frowned, How did the man know he had a nosebleed during sports hours?

"Just a little sir," said he, who did not want to ask how the man knew.

"I'll get a doctor for you later" Lucas said, peeping at the girl's lips.

Anna didn't say anything, she quietly didn't answer. However he began to feel the rubbing he felt on his last night these few days.

His eyes were still awake, he could see towards the end of the fingers that felt warm it was rubbing and stroking his head.

His eyes felt heavy, either sleepy or because today felt quite heavy for him.

The hand? I liked...

The girl felt the usual touch given her mother before going to bed, the soft touch that caressed her head, something she always got if the mother was not turning into a 'monster' that's scary.

"Sir?" call her at the man with blue eyes that blink at her sight.

Lucas did not answer, but looked at the girl.

"Can you keep touching me? Until I go to sleep?" ask the man who still holds her.

"Touch?" the man nodded.

For her the meaning of 'Touching' is very different from what the girl imagined and wanted the girl.

Anna did not answer, the man's chest field was like a large base for his small body.

His eyes closed, either sleepy or lost consciousness because too much blood was wasted what else when in UKS his nosebleed was so uncontrolled even though he did not feel any pain.

Lucas fell silent, his hands stopped rubbing the girl. He grabbed the little body and smelled its forehead, the fragrance of the young girl's ripe scent that went into his sense of smell making him even more opiate.

"Don't try to tease me, you don't know the meaning of the word you're saying" she whispered in the girl's ear.