Words Are As Dangerous As Punches

Chapter 8 - I wish I hadn't said that

⚠️TW⚠️ suicide

Oliver

When Oliver woke up the next morning he instantly remembered what had happened the previous two days and frowned. He got out of bed and got dressed for school. He grabbed his bag and climbed out of his bedroom window to avoid his dad. He got a coffee on his way to school as usual and walked. When he arrived he was met with glared and name calling. People laughing at him and hitting his shoulder as they walked past. This continued all day. Oliver couldn't find Elliot for a while he guess he was avoiding him.

By the time English rolled around everyone was completely avoiding Oliver. People were still shouting things at him constantly. He hated it. He sat down in English and was almost standing up to try and keep away from Elliot. He soon showed up and sat down. Oliver tried to talk to him but it didn't work. When the bell finally rang and everyone left Oliver got Elliot to stop.
"Why did you do that?" Oliver asked looking like he had cried more than once that day.
"You mean telling the truth? Because I don't want people to think I'm a fag like you." Elliot said folding his arms.
"It was your idea! You kissed me!" Oliver said making people stare.
"You're delusional Oliver." Elliot said calmly.
"I'm not you kissed me!" Oliver was clearly getting more upset.
"You're dead to me Oliver, and by the looks of it everyone else here too." Elliot snapped before walking off. Oliver grabbed his arm, eyes filling with tears.
"Why would you do this?" He asked his voice cracking.
"Don't talk to me Oliver, die for all I care!" Elliot said before leaving.

Oliver stood there for a minute before running out of school and away from his home. He didn't know where he was going but he needed to get away from everything. He was confused and broken, he didn't know what to do.

Elliot

Elliot walked out of school with his friends laughing and joking but he felt really bad. He knew he shouldn't have said that but it was too late now. He got away from his friends and started driving home, well it was at first but then he just decided to drive around a bit. He didn't want to go home yet, maybe he could find Oliver and apologise. He knew it wouldn't do much he he would try.

Oliver

After walking around for a while Oliver was now sat on the edge of a small bridge with now sides, well it had ropes inbetween wooden posts. Oliver was on the outside of the ropes looking down at the water rushing beneath him. He was just about to let go when he heard a voice behind him. It was Elliot.
"Oliver? Oliver I'm sorry for what I said." Elliot said walking over.
"No you're not!" Oliver said crying
"I am, please come away from there." Elliot said calmly.
"No! You meant it!" Oliver shouted at him.
"Please come away from there Oliver." Elliot said again.
"Goodbye Elliot." Oliver said before letting go of the edge and letting himself fall towards the water. He closed his eyes as he fell and seen landed in the rushing water. He was turned over and over a few times before hitting his head. Everything went black.

Elliot

"OLIVER NO!" He yelled as he watched the boy fall. A passer by walked over to him. "Call an ambulance." He yelled at them before running down to the edge of the water. He took off his shoes and looked for Oliver. It was hard to see in the water and he felt around for ages.
"Come on where are you." He said before feeling an arm. He pulled it and pulled Oliver out if the water. He took him to the edge and laid him down. His skin was pale and his head was bleeding.

Elliot put his shirt under the cut on his head to slow it down. Oliver was breathing shallowly but looked like he was barely alive. He put him on his side holding him until the paramedics arrived they took Oliver on a stretcher and let Elliot go with him. He was cold from the water but tried not to think about it. He had to sit in the front of the ambulance because they needed room in the back.

When they arrived at the hospital Oliver was taken into a room and Elliot was checked over before being told he would have to sit in the waiting room. He was given some dry clothes then sat in the waiting room hoping that Oliver would be okay. Somehow people had already found out so he just turned off his notifications and listened to some music. He eventually fell asleep in the chair he was waiting in. He felt so awful and blamed himself for what had happened. It was his fault.

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Thanks for reading! Well this was a busy chapter. What do you think will happen? Will Oliver be okay? Will he find out that Elliot saved him?