School Girls' Stories - New Generation

Chapter 45 – Darrke’s Punishment



“You have been expelled,” Shai said flatly as she, her husband, and Dane Harrke all circled around the table. She was not sure if she should be feeling terribly angry or if she should be feeling terribly worried. Darrke had been dealt the worst punishment of them all for many aspects. Darrke kissing a male teacher had most likely been the main reason, but Shai did not want to go into some homophobic conversation with the principal who was accusing. He just thought it would be best for Darrke to no longer be at that particular high school with Frost as a teacher.



“Fine,” Darrke said with a shrug.



“Not fine,” Kyoei’s voice bellowed from the other side of the table. Kyoei looked in no mood to deal with a child’s moodiness and callous attitude towards his future. His eyes were blazing and all he wanted to do was throttle all of their children until they realized what they were doing to their lives.



“Well, I’ve been expelled, not much else we can do now,” Darrke shrugged. “I now go to a new school.”



“Better idea,” Kyoei sneered. “Since Sora does not seem to think the army is all so great anymore, you should go to military school that way you will come back and tell him how great and disciplined they are.”



“They don’t allow gay kids in military school,” Darrke sneered back.



“Are you gay?” Shai asked. It was far from accusatory. It was a question that a mother needed an answer to. Not only did Shai have to realize that her son was a bad seed, as her daughter seemed to be as well, but that he was possibly gay. In this day and age, in this time of openness, it would still be frowned upon by society, and even if she accepted, would the rest of the world?



Darrke gave off a shrug. “I’m not sure,” he answered, the first honest words to come out of his mouth that day. “I feel something for both men and women, but all of the women around me seem to be morons, complete fluff. How can a man want a woman when she doesn’t have a brain?”



Shai’s eyes widened and Kyoei was ready to start chewing nails. “What do you know?” Kyoei snarled. “You are sixteen going on fifty now? You show a lack of maturity yourself you may want to start questioning at any moment.”



“Whatever,” Darrke brushed it off.



Kyoei huffed. “This is what I am talking about,” he nearly was yelling in his son’s face. “Teenagers show a lack of respect for their parents. The media wants to blame parents for their children’s problems, Hell, it’s other children. What the Hell happened that you feel you need to be dark and brooding?”



“Having you as a Dad,” Darrke shot back.



Kyoei’s fist slammed on the table and both Shai and Darrke heard a definite crack as it came down on the hard wood. Darrke’s eyes widened and even Shai scooted her chair a hair back. “That does it; it is military school for you.”



“But-”



“No buts,” Kyoei snapped. “No nothing. If you can not show respect because of public school, or because of influence of others, I will make you show respect. Besides, the military will make you take out those damn earrings in your ear. Who do you think you are walking around with those damned things in?”



“Mom?” Darrke turned to his weak mother, looking for support, but she only turned her head away and looked to the wall. Darrke’s eyes went wide. He could not believe his mother was ignoring him, and worse yet, going along with his father’s plan to send him away.



“Don’t look to your mother for escape.” Kyoei demanded Darrke’s attention back to him. “I’m enrolling you in military school, end of discussion. Hell, I think I might send Harmony there too. Why don’t the two of you really see what it is like to be through Hell?”



“Why? Harmony’s worse than I am,” Darrke huffed. “She’s the one who nearly killed Ashe then let him take the blame.”

Suddenly the room was silent and filled with electricity that Darrke did not recognize, and now it was quite possible with it he had weaseled back into his parents’ good graces.



“What?” was the question on both his mother and his father’s lips. Darrke did not know if he wanted to celebrate ratting out his sister, and possible Sora and Shu when he would be forced to tell the whole story, or suddenly feel an enormous sense of guilt for telling the story he had kept buried inside of him for years.



“Um…” Darrke sputtered. He was worn to shreds. Did he tell them? Did he keep silent? If he told on his sister and her friends than he would probably be free from military school. If he kept silent she would still be rewarded for doing something more depraved than he did. Or was it that much more depraved? He had exploited someone who he could not stand. Harmony exploited someone who was dying.



“Now Dane,” Kyoei snapped.



Darrke looked up to his dad and said flatly, “Harmony was the one driving the car that nearly killed Ashe, and Sora and Shu had been the one who provided the alcohol.”



The next few hours were not calm for any of the three households, especially the Kiseki household. In the midst of reprimanding and yelling at Yuna they would discover something about their eldest son that they did not want to know. It may have been too late, but Ashe’s plan to ruin the lives of those who ruined his was suddenly coming to fruition.



Unfortunately for Darrke, though, things did not work in his favor. The decision to ship him off to military school still stood, and Harmony would be sent to an all-girl’s school overseas, where nuns would be looking over her for the next two years. Until then the anger in the Memeshii household was on the rise.