"How do you feel?" I asked, holding a paper towel to Cobra's swollen cut. The cut was bigger than I thought. It went from edge of his hair line right above his eyebrow to his cheek bones. Python might of scratched him right after the punch. Bastard.
He groaned. "Like shit." He set his head against the wall he was leaning on. We were sitting in the corner of the boy's bathroom. I kept banging my head against a urinal.
"You should. I mean, Python killed you out there." I threw away the red paper towel and grabbed another one.
"But, you saved me." He said, smiling then groaned again when I pushed the paper towel against the cut.
"Yeah." I playfully punched his arm. "You better say thanks!"
"Thanks." He chuckled.
I peeled off the paper towel, got a wet one, and wiped the cut. Cobra clenched his hands in pain so after the paper towel touched. Rykre and Layla burst into the bathroom.
"Ohmygod! What happened?" Screeched Layla, running to us.
"Mister here, got into a fight with my ex." I shook my head. "I had to finish the fight for him." I threw away the paper towel.
"I can see. You have blood on your knee." She snorted.
"Nice one, bro." Rykre gave a big thumbs up. Cobra smiled again.
"Look we should really get back home. He need a bandage and he ain't getting one here." I suggested.
"Ya. Let's go bro." Rykre pulled Cobra's arm over his shoulder. I took the other. I grabbed a paper towel and put it against the cut.
We pushed through the crowd of people. They looked at us in disgust, sneering and bugged eye. We finally made it to the parking lot.
"Layla, I'm going with Cobra." I said, jumping into the truck.
"Huhhhh... Fine." She whined then winked, closing the driver's door of her car.
Rykre started the truck. I sat on Cobra's bad side, dabbing the cut. Rykre drove fast. We got there under 5 minutes. I pulled Cobra out of the car.
"Come on! We're here!" I groaned. Cobra wasn't light!
"Sorry." He came back to earth. "Zoned out."
I kicked the door open, still pulling Cobra. I put him on the couch and sat next to him, where I can look at his cut. It was still gushing out blood. I shuddered and put the paper towel back on. Rykre got the first aid kit. He pulled out some gauze and bandages.
"Bro this is going to hurt." Said Rykre, pushing the gauze against the cut. Cobra face was contorted in pain. He pulled away. "Bro, I gotta clean the cut. It'll only take a minute." Growled Rykre.
I sighed. I moved to the other side of Cobra. I turned his face towards me and kissed him. I used my hand to punch Rykre to work. This would keep Cobra busy and won't feel the pain. I could taste the alcohol on my tongue. I held Cobra's hands so he couldn't pull away.
"Okay! The cut didn't seem that deep so you won't need to go to the hospital." Rykre sounded more- brother like.
I loosened my grip on Cobra's hands. He wiggled his hands out, put them right under my chin, thumbs on my cheeks, and pulled. That was the longest kiss ever! Cobra held my face close, gasping for air. I was also gasping for air. He kissed me again, still holding my face.
"Hey, if ya gonna do that, go to Storm's room!" I felt Rykre's hand slap my forehead and push me away from Cobra.
"Sorry." I said, blushing and getting up. "I'm going to bed." I walked to my room.
"Yeah, me too. Need to rest my head." Cobra said, following closely behind me.
I tiredly pulled my shorts and shirt off and unstrapped my shoes. I crawled into bed, just in bra and underwear. Cobra did the same. Instead of going asleep, he pulled me up into a sitting position on my knees.
"What do you want?" I snapped, pulling my wrists. I wanted to go back to bed.
He kissed me. His hands went to my waist. He pulled me closer. His lips moved down to my neck. He pushed my bra strap down, further down my arm.
END OF CHAPTER 25
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ActionBeing orphaned at 11 isn't that bad. I mean, your mother dying at home, right in front of your eyes and your dad leaving you to go on a "supposed" hunting trip and never coming back. Yeah, that doesn't faze me at all. Also, being scarred at 10, naw...