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Save Yourselves, No Man Will Find You

(CW?//Bullying and beating up and a little blood)

Dallon and Ryan got out the bathroom, seeing other boys running towards them. They ran the other way, which was near the doors. Dallon was a horrible runner which resulted in him tripping on his feet. Unlike Dallon, Ryan was in track, and he was already at the doors when he noticed how far back Dallon was. He went to go back but Dallon shouted for him to keep running. The group was only a few feet from him and Ryan knew he wouldn't be able to save him without getting hurt himself. But he didn't care right now. He didn't care for he got hurt because if Dallon was going down so was he.

Ryan took one last glance at the doors before running back to Dallon and in the process getting beat to the floor. The school wouldn't do anything, they lived in Utah for hells sake. If they were murdered it would be justified because they were gay. Ryan still didn't care because he was still with Dallon.

His ribs, head, and stomach were getting kicked the most. It hurt, he was bleeding too, but he knew Dallon was getting hurt worse. Maybe for sympathy of Ryan with his situation with his dad mad him get hurt less, who knows. But Ryan wasn't letting Dallon get the life beat out of him. Ryan crawled on top of him, getting the hits Dallon was supposed it get. Dallon couldn't object, he was too weak, Ryan knew that. They we're getting ruthless slurs spat at them, mostly by Pete. This went on till there was a certain hit on Ryan's head, and everything went black.

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Ryan woke up in the ER. Dallon was asleep on one of the chairs, a cast on his arm. There was a nurse who checked in minutes after.

"Why am I here?"

It hurt to speak.

"You got hurt at school"

It hurt to breathe.

"Is Dallon ok?"

It hurt to move.

"Yes, unfortunately he broke his arm and needed stitches on his head, but he's doing a lot better. I'll go get the doctor"

Ryan nodded. Everything hurt, but he still continued to try and be ok. For Dallon.

The doctor did come after a few minutes, and he was giving Ryan a simple check up.

"You have a broken rib and a very slightly damaged lung, a small concussion-nothing too serious-and a broken leg"

The things just seemed to get worse and worse. "Does my dad know?" Dr. Rosario nodded. "Yes, he couldn't come here because of work, but he said Mr. Weekes was allowed to stay"

Ryan was more relieved that he wasn't there. His worry didn't go away though. "Is Dallon going to be ok? What else happened to him?" Ryan scanned Dallon's body for any other bandages or cuts. Dr. Rosario turned to a different page on his clipboard.
"He has a broken arm, stitches along with a minor concussion as well, other than that just cuts and bruises. For now you both will have to be transported in wheelchairs until Dallon can walk on his own" Ryan lost him at a few points, but understood most of what he was saying.

"Mk, how long will we be in the hospital?"

"A surgery might be needed for your rib, which wouldn't take long, about a few days for you to recover from the surgery on its own, so in about two weeks possibly. For Mr. Weekes it'd be only one. This all depends on if you already know how to use a wheelchair"

Ryan had no idea how to even walk in crutches, let alone a wheelchair. "I do" Lying is the only thing that was getting him out of the hospital quicker. "Alright then, I'll leave you be. There's gonna be a hourly check up on you two, but Dallon does have to go back to his room by eight-thirty" Dr. Rosario left after those last words, leaving Ryan and Dallon alone. As soon as the door closed Dallon was at Ryan's side and wide awake. Ryan knew he was fake sleeping so he didn't have to deal with anyone, so it was no surprise to him.

Dallon didn't even speak to Ryan first, he just kissed him. Ryan didn't complain. Kissing Dallon was a privilege, and he definitely wouldn't complain especially if it was about something so rare to happen.

Dallon detached their lips.

"Now tell me"

Word count-752
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