"Uh.. ok"
Vayne didn't know how to react to that all. He just decided to pack all his items in the bag and then went to home.
When he returned, he expected some kind of yelling from his parents, yet there was none. It was rather pleasant. Knowing that he indeed was not in any trouble.
Vayne didn't know what to do now. He didn't want to sleep and all he was thinking about now was her rash change of tone from being all outgoing and clingy, to completely being the opposite, yelling at him and taking the thermos out of his arms with a force, that felt like something strange. He just decided to stare at the ceiling in his dark room. He couldn't think about anything. All he now did was wait for it to be evening.
The time was about quarter before eleven. He felt a sudden pain in the stomach. It was unbearable. He struggled to get to the bathroom, where he vomited at the closet. What he vomited was blood. Quite a bit of it. Whatever was that drink that he was drinking, it made him really sick. A bit too sick. He wanted to call the ambulance, and police. So they would check on what was that drink, yet at the same time, he was smoking, and if that got out too, he would have his neck at the noose too. He hated this.
During the night time, he vomited about 3 times, before the morning came. He wasn't ready to go to school, but he had to go a bit earlier than usually. His whole face was pale. Yet it was not that noticeable, as he often was pale, due to him not going outside the sun that much. He hated having a sunburn, so he liked winter more. When everyone was pale. He then could fit in with everyone else.
The walk to the school was fast, he could run quite efficiently, and didn't feel tired. He could move faster, and the normally heavy bag didn't feel as heavy. He felt healthy and good about himself. Despite the horrible night that was before.
Vayne entered his class and just sat in the corner, trying to blend in and not be noticed by anyone.