The 18 Year Bride
Damian to Elijah

I immediately took Elijah out, because his condition was not possible to walk, I got Elijah's feet and carried him in front.he was still silent, while continuing to sob. his neat clothes and hair were now shabby and unruly.he who was usually contrasting and attractive; like the flower buds that bloomed in spring, was now like a sinking river stone...

"Thank God I came, didn't I, Elijah?" I said gently to calm him down.

we looked at each other, even with teary eyes.I tried to keep teasing him to talk and to put aside some of his pain.

"You're beautiful tonight" I said.

she was still silent, looking at me and wiping away her tears. "Oh yeah? but I'm shabby, scarred. That's pretty in a bully?" she smiles.

"Until I forget about you who are cheerful and flaming. don't appear with a face and appearance like this again huh? because you are so beautiful. I don't want others to see this side of you, they will be fascinated and fall in love." I was silent for a moment when I found the look in his eyes and smile back. there were lies in his reaction, but I hope that this memory will not linger in Elijah's memory.

"You have to be cheerful as always, because it sucks!" I said.

"Sir Damian too, with a casual T-shirt and jacket," he teased me.

"Ah, you're just mocking."

"Indeed!" abugn.

Finally, he laughed again.whether, what kind of heart he had, with what flowers his father and mother took care of until Elijah had this kind of greatness and beauty. a beauty that transcends the visible physical image, but also comes from a mysterious power, which exists but is difficult to prove its truth, it has a pure soul, almost like a dream of a lifetime, it almost resembles madness.

it was not I who made him happy, but he who made me loving. His presence evoked a sense that I had longed for and considered dead.

in front of the gate, I just remembered that the door was closed. I occasionally turned my eyes from the gate to Elijah, in this condition there was no way he could climb.

"Wait here for a minute!"

Elijah was sitting in a security post chair beside the gate, while I was busy reaching into the cell phone in my pants pocket to contact Donny.

Hello, replied Donny in the distance.

"Can I go to school now? I need your help, please bring the gate key."

Wh-wh-what for?

"Please come, I don't have time to explain!"

I turned off my phone after I felt sure Donny could come to help. I went from the front to approach Elijah again.he smiled and changed his sitting position.I knelt before him, grabbed his hand and held him tightly. I tried to get her to talk frankly about the bullying she experienced recently.

I lift my face, I push it in his face.

"Gear at me" I said.

he obeyed my orders and we looked back.

"Since when have you had this kind of hardship at school?"

Elijah was silent, repeatedly trying to take his eyes off, could he be uncomfortable? I grabbed his cheek with one hand, returning his original position.I knew he was a little hesitant, either because he wanted to keep my feelings, or to protect his friends.

"Don't be afraid" I said convincingly.

"From the beginning back into school, after the incident I started to feel awkward Mr. Damian. Initially, I tried to be okay, but apparently the friends were unable to accept me. when I came they began to look at me cynically, even at book breaks and my study table in doodles with the word; cheap, seductive, Son of the Devil.but, as I said to Mr. Damian, it was, I wouldn't care about other people's views of me. It's just that, because I'm indifferent, it might make them more furious, to the point of bragging directly through the physical."

that's how he explains it.

"Including the wound on the forehead, that time?" my question, and he nodded, nodding to give an answer.

I clenched my hands tightly.then, we looked at each other and he hugged me back, tightly and warmly like a united magnet.as if he knew that I was angry and beaten and wanted to say : "Relax, it's okay I'm okay!"

Shortly after that a light came blinding us, a beam from the car's headlights. Apparently Donny had arrived in a hurry he took a quick step towards the gate.

"Why are you guys in here?" he said astonishment and then turned his eyes to Elijah on the security guard bench. "What happened to her?"

"You ask? don't you realize something happened to your schoolgirls at school?"

he frowned, "I mean?"

Donny ignited me Emotions, the anger that had been pent up now rose again, even more burning than before. Is my wife a reliable liar, until no teacher here realized? are his friends so good at tricking Donny, or has the school turned a blind eye to the scandal that happened to me and Elijah?

"Elia was bullied to the key to the gymnast, if I hadn't come by when she'd be staying there! his head was hurt because he was throwing a baseball. This is no longer Donny's usual bullying! it's persecution! have all the teachers here gone blind, to the point of not being able to be aware of and sensitive to what is happening in their environment of responsibility?"