I'll Never Forget

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TW's:
-A really bad injury
-Panic attack

Clay's POV

I saw my trainer talk with my dad for a while, but my dad didn't end up leaving. Instead, he sat down on the bleachers to watch me play. I got a bit more nervous, I was never good enough for him and I was scared that he was going to scream at me.

I still started the warmup and after a while the game started. I was just running after the ball, trying my hardest to impress my dad. I sometimes looked at him shortly and saw him looking at me with a disapproving look. I was sad, because how hard I tried, he never seemed to be happy with me.

I saw the ball coming closer and kicked it away, running after it quickly, but then I saw Brian coming closer to me. I ignored him, but Brian didn't seem to ignore me.

TW (OR CW?) REALLY BAD INJURY

He ran closer to me and then stepped on my foot. Since I was running, I twisted my ankle and fell down on the ground, having an extreme amount of pain getting worse within a second. Everyone kept running, but I couldn't stand up anymore and it didn't take me long before I started screaming in pain.

'HELP,' I screamed, squeezing my fists. 'HELP, PLEASE.'

The trainer immediately ran to me and kneeled down next to me. 'Where do you have pain?'

TW PANIC ATTACK

'A-ankle,' I muttered as I started hyperventilating. I screamed again and started shaking.

My trainer grabbed my ankle really carefully and I screamed loudly. 'OW, STAY OFF ME.'

'What happened?'

I couldn't answer and started hitting the ground. 'HELP ME.'

'I'm helping you, Clay. Calm down.'

'I HAVE SO MUCH PAIN,' I screamed. Tears started streaming down my face and I heard my dad scream at me too now.

'Just stand up, pussy.'

I ignored him and tried focusing on getting my breathing rhythm down, but the pain was so bad that I panicked even more.

'Help me,' I whispered. 'I have so much pain.'

TW PANIC ATTACK OVER

'I'm going to lift you up, okay? I think you've torn some ligaments, you need to go to the hospital right away.'

I nodded slowly and my trainer lifted me up, carrying me to the side as I screamed loudly after every step he made. He laid me down on a bench and asked Noah to grab some ice for my ankle.

I was crying my eyes out and saw my dad coming closer. He looked at me furiously. 'Just go back to training, idiot. You're just trying to avoid it, aren't you?'

My trainer frowned and shook his head. 'Clay has a serious injury, he's not trying to avoid playing.'

I ignored them both as I squeezed my eyes shut. Noah came running back and he gave the trainer the ice. He held it on my ankle and I screamed again, the slightest touch hurt me really badly and I just wanted to cry.

'You need to take him to the hospital right away,' my trainer said. 'Can you get your car to bring him?'

'He can walk himself.'

'He can't walk.'

My dad sighed. 'I'll get my car.'

He stormed off and I was left with my team and the teacher. 'Did Brian do that on purpose?'

'Yes.'

'Okay, I will talk to him later. Can you try to pull off your shoe and sock?'

I shook my head. 'Please don't.'

'It's probably really swollen, it needs to be taken off.'

'I will scream even louder than I just did.'

'I don't mind, you can. You have to take it off.'

I nodded slowly and my trainer really carefully removed my shoe as I screamed at the top of my lungs. After that he managed to remove my sock as I screamed even louder and I looked down at my ankle. It was really swollen and you couldn't even see the bones on the side of my foot anymore. It was just all completely swollen and really red.

'You've for sure torn something, you have to keep your leg up high and the doctor will bandage it if you don't need surgery.'

I didn't answer and laid my head down on the bench as tears rolled down my face. I didn't want to cry, but it hurt so incredibly much that I could resist myself anymore. I was lightheaded and nauseous because of the pain and I closed my eyes.

TW WORST PART OVER

'Are you alright?' my trainer asked.

'Lightheaded and nauseous,' I muttered.

'Do you want some water?'

I nodded. The trainer stood up and he ran to my bag to give me my water bottle. He also gave me my phone and I smiled at him.

'Go text the boy you like.'

I blushed a little and opened my chat with George.

You
I fell during football training, I have a lot of pain and I won't be at school for the next week :(

He was online immediately and I smiled. It made me happy that he cared about me.

George
Oh no :( what happened? Are u okay?

You
Someone stepped on my foot and I twisted it. The trainer thinks I've torn one or more ligaments. I'm in a lot of pain.

George
I'm so sorry, I can visit you tomorrow after school?

You
That's not possible, sorry :( my dad knows that we kissed and he's never going to let you in. I'm sorry, I can't walk so I can't go to you either

George
It's fine :) will he be working someday?

You
He might be :)

George
Let me know and get well soon. I hope u aren't in too much pain

You
I have a lot of pain rn, but I'm sure it will fade a bit in a while. I'm going to the hospital in a bit, so they will take care of me

George
Let me know how it went :) I'll stay up for you

You
Pls don't, you can go to sleep <3 I'll text you tomorrow

George
I'll see what I do, hope you'll feel better soon <3

You
Ty :)

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Summary:
Brian steps on Clay's foot and he falls down, having a very bad injury and probably torn ligaments. He has so much pain that he has a panic attack. His dad screams at him, but eventually gets the car to pick Clay up after his trainer forced him to.