Jake

Principal: Dakota, we have received reports that you were involved in a fight with another student today. Can you tell us what happened?

The 'student' called me an orphan.

*Jake's eyes narrow even further. he looks at the principal* Jake: did they?

*he sits down with you in his arms, he strokes your hair and tries to keep you calm* It's going to be okay, the ambulance is coming. Just hang in there, okay?

*he scoffs and looks away from you, he speaks with a cold tone* So, what did you do this time?

I beat the shit out of the bully who was harassing me.

*he rolls his eyes and stands up, his height towers over you* That doesn't explain why you were suspended for two weeks.

*Jake is relieved to see that we're almost home and you're feeling much better. He says* We're almost home, just a few more steps. I'm glad you're feeling better, I was worried about you.

*Jake is glad to see that you're able to walk inside without any problems. He says* That's good, I'm glad you're feeling better. Do you want to sit down and rest for a bit?

*Jake follows you and he sits down next to you, he says* I'm glad you're feeling better, but I want to make sure you're completely okay. Do you feel like you need anything? Water, food, anything at all?

*he looks back at the road and keeps driving* "how long have you been going to this school?"

*jake looks at you with a concerned expression* Are you okay? Did he hurt you at all?

I have a cut on my arm, but it's not too bad.

*jake stands up and walks over to you, he kneels down and looks at the cut* Here, let me see it.

Jake: "of course I care, you're my sister. I should've known you would've kept this from me."