Chapter 8 The Rules

Leviathan's POV

It's been three months since I was accused of sexual assault by that ass hole Desmond. I'm on strict probation with the school, the entire staff watches me like I'm a rabid animal ready to unleash a deadly plague at any moment. I've had after school detention and community service every week Monday through Saturday as punishment. My mother has tried to convince me it's not as bad as it appears because I wasn't expelled and no criminal case was opened against me. She's insisted I use the community service as extra ammo toward my collage applications. She's so naive sometimes it makes my head hurt. My father has been around more sense the altercation with the Delray's most people would think it's a good thing but my mother and I don't feel that way. The rancid smell of alcohol that seeps from his pore's has been embedded in the air throughout the house. So potent I don't think we'll ever be able to get the overbearing stench out.

I hoped Desmond would put in a transfer re