# Dirty Laundry

Title: Dirty Laundry
Status: Complete
Characters: Anon, Fang, Trish, Reed, Spears
Rating: SFW
Classification: One Shot
Author: Rc-05
Summary: Anon gets his "dirty laundry" shown off, things get dark. This is told from Fang's perspective.
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Lately school has been pretty chill, maybe it's the skin- I mean… Anon, the one
that I got a crush on since he conforted me that time on the roof and made me
feel "safe" and calm.
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I approach the school, go to the hall entrace to find Trish and Reed sitting
on the front rows of the hall. As I sit down and continue to chat with Trish
while Reed looks stoned as shit, I spot Anon at the entrance.
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"Oi Anon, sit with us!"
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"I reserved a place for you, bro!"
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"Ugh, here it comes the skinnie."
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After Anon sits right besides me the principal everyone covers their ears to
prepare for him.
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"ALLLLRIIIIGHT! So, as you know, you are all seniors. As such you'll need to
guide the younger students in order to put them in the right path, help them in
making their choices and so on. Without further ado, I'll give Naomi the mic."
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Me and Trish pull back our heads while Reed is still in Dino-land and Anon looks
bored as fuck. How could you blame him?
That bitch goes up on stage and starts speaking with her nauseating voice.
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"Oh my~ Thank you so much for coming to the presentation of our program for
junior students."
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As she speak, she starts displaying on the whiteboard via the projector several
slides.
Everything goes well, until I see a picture of Anon, standing in place with his
shoulder over a photoshopped anime girl.
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And the photos go on, and on, and on…
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Everyone starts laughing at the sight of these photos while I try to process
what just happened.
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What the hell are those photos?!
I remember that Anon said something about changing schools because of a
"unexplicably bad problem": maybe this is why Anon actually transferred here?
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I look towards Anon's seat, which became empty: he has rushed towards the hall
doors and I immediately follow him.
Anon sprins towards the exit of the building, running like hell.
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"ANON! WAIT *pant* A *pant* MINUTE *pant* GODDAMNIT!"
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He doesn't respond to my pleads and simply runs towards the street… I couldn't
catch up with him.
Fuck! Where does he live?! I can't even go to his house!
Aaargh I should have asked for his address, goddamnit.
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I return back to where I came from, where I can see Reed waiting near the
principal's office door.
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"Hey Reed. Why are you waiting here?"
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"Hey Fang, the principal got a hold of Trish and he's scolding her."
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"Oh really?"
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Then Trish comes out of the door, sobbing like a little bitch.
I do not know what even should I say about this whole situation I mean… She
just doxed my new friend in front of dozens of students and she's acting like
she's the victim here.
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"Why… did you do this…? Was this really fucking necessary?"
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"I'm- *sniff* s-sorry…"
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I get even more pissed at her: "Oh? You are sorry? YOU ARE SORRY? WHAT THE FUCK
IS WRONG WITH YOU? WHAT MADE YOU THINK THAT IT WAS RIGHT TO DOX HIM IN FRONT
OF MULTIPLE PEOPLE?"
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Trish couldn't reply that well but I could at least hear these words:
"I-I j-just scared t-that the s-skinnie would s-s..."
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"Would WHAT? SPEAK UP!"
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She explodes: "I WAS SCARED THAT HE WOULD HAVE TAKEN YOU AWAY FROM OUR BAND!
OUR FRIENDSHIP! I DO NOT TRUST HIM."
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As she wipes her tears with her hoodie she continues.
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"Some nobody comes into our school, enters our lives and ruins our band! He
hasn't once told us about where he came from, what he actually does, NOTHING!
Can you even consider him as a friend?"
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What the hell?
Then Reed spoke with a unusually disappointed and righteous tone.
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"Trish, that was, like, uncalled for. He's not a bad person: I just think that
he doesn't want to stand out. But still, what you did is wrong. You should
really apologize to him."
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She didn't answer at all, keeping her head low.
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"I'm going to leave the band for a while… I need some time for myself."
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Trish looked at me with even more watered eyes, as her world shattered
completely.
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He looked at me with sorrow and a sad look on his face: none of us could have
believed what just happended today.
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The day goes by and the only thing that I can think of is Anon. I hope that it
didn't damage him that much… I send a message afterwards to see if he's alright.
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FANG: Hey are you ok dude?
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After an hour and half I didn't get neither a "read" notification or any kind of
response. God I'm getting worried about him: I hope to see him tomorrow so I can
repay the favor that he gave to me.
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## The next day... ##
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So far I've been nervous for the entire way up to school and when I arrive at
the Volcano High entrance I do not see Anon anywhere.
It's understandable, given yesterday's events. But I can't shake the feeling
that something really bad is going to happen…
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Principal Spears appears in front of me and asks me to follow him in his office.
Maybe it's about Anon?
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"I'm glad that you followed me in my office, Fang."
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"No problem sir. So you wanted to talk about Anon, right?"
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"Pretty sharp, if I say so myself. Yes, that's right. I've tried to call Anon's
parents but they do not seem to care about their son that much considering that
they seemed unfazed by what I've told about them. So I was thinking: why don't
you go check up on him?"
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"Me? Really? I mean sure I can go. But I do not know where he lives."
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He gave me his address, then he put his oversized hand on my shoulder and with
a sort of "parental" but earnest look said
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"I have great hope in you for putting Anon back to his feet. You may go now."
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"Yes, thanks Mr.Spears"
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I got out from there and now I have the responsibility of putting Anon back on
track. Ugh I'm getting scared… Am I even capable of doing something like this?
Deep down I know that Anon needs my help: he helped me on the top of the roof
so I want to repay the favor.
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"Hey Fang, have you heard of Anon?"
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Reed pops out of nowhere with his usual care-free tone.
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"Hey Reed. No, sadly he didn't respond, but the principal asked me to go to his
house to check up on him. He gave me Anon's address."
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"Cool! So where does he live? We can, like, go check up on him together if you
want."
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I hesitantly respond "He lives in Skin Row."
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"Oh… That's gonna be a little problem… But oh well, if we are together it will
be safer."
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Reed's not wrong. Skin Row is regarded as one of the worst zones of Volcadera
where usually junkies and/or other humans live. I'm a little worried to be
honest… For the sake of Anon I will go there but I first want to speak to Anon
alone, maybe he feels more comfortable if I am the only one there."
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"Reed, thank you but I think that Anon will only speak up to me, at least for
now. Please!"
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Reed looks at me with a sad look but agrees.
"Ok then… Let me know how it went: if you need my help, you can, like, call me."
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"Sure. I'll call you later."
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So I decide to check on Anon after the classes, get the bus and see if he's
alright.
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*So this is where he lives… No wonder he's on welfare* I think to myself.
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I knock on the door, no response whatsoever.
I retry knocking on the door, and again I do not get a response,
After insisting I saw the door open only to be presented with a very pale Anon
and bags under his eyes.
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"Jesus you look like shit."
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"Did you come here just to shit on me like everyone else? Then fuck off."
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"No Anon wait! I came here to check up on you!" He looked at me with a
dumbfolded expression before registering what I just said.
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"... Come inside then. Welcome to ‘La casa del Shithole!’"
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He closes the door behind me and I sit on the floor while he just throws himself
on the bed with an empty look on his eyes.
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"Anon… I'm sorry that this happened to you I mean- I never thought that her of
all people would pull a stunt like that."
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He suddently flinches and snaps at me, surprising me with a very unnatural
angry tone and open wide eyes
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"OH REALLY? WHO DO YOU THINK IT COULD HAVE BEEN HUH? SHE'S THE ONLY ONE THAT
COULD HAVE PULLED A DICK MOVE LIKE THAT!"
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The usually calm and composed Anon that I knew transformed in a rage-filled,
maniac looking one which really scared me as it was something that I've never
believed could come out from someone like him.
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"Anon please, just calm down. I came here to speak to you… I'm sorry that Trish
pulled a stunt like that! I never though that she would do something like-"
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"IT DOESN'T MATTER! NOW EVERYONE IS JUST THROWING SHIT AT ME! I NEVER WANTED
THIS TO HAPPEN AGAIN!"
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So I was right that he changed schools for this. Sure the fact that he posed like
that in these pictures was cringy but still…
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"I did whatever I could to remain as anonymous as possible! I didn't do anything
to piss someone off and what do I get?!?! I GET RIDICULED IN FRONT OF ALL THE
FUCKING STUDENTS! AND IT'S ALL THAT PURPLE BITCH'S FAULT! I-"
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Before he could finish I approached him and put his head on my chest to make him
calm down.
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"Look Anon. I know that you are having it rough, I understand your pain. You
helped me on the top of the roof when I felt distressed about my identity, my
problems… Now I want to repay the favor by helping you. You need support right
now and I'm here for that." I said this in the hope of calming him down… But it
didn't work: instead he steadily jumps out of the bed and backs off from me,
shouting like a madman.
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"NO YOU DON'T GET IT! I TRIED EVERYTHING TO BE A SHADOW, TO NOT BE NOTICED BY
ANYONE AND YET…and yet… I find you three, especially your schizo friend who
hated me for no good reason…"
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He collapses on his knees and as I slowly approach him…
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"I just… Leave me alone please… I don't want to speak to anyone right now."
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Devastated and without anything worth to say to him, I simply leave, closing
the door, hearing him sob and in fetal position on the floor.
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I just wanted to help him… And yet, I didn't manage to do a single fucking
thing. I'm so goddamn useless… But as I went home I could not shake the feeling
that something terrible was going to happen. I can feel it but not understand
what exactly…