𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑 | ❝ run like the wind, and see how long it takes for your problems to catch up with you.❞
oliver sanchez is a fan of running away from his problems, but when his problems start chasing him, things become complicated. 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐒𝐓...
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"New Beginnings"
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Everyone had a different impression of Oliver Sanchez now.
His first day back at school after his 'accident' (a bunch of dudes beat him up in the forest, you now, the usual shit that happens to Ollie), he felt like an entirely different person. Maybe it was because his life would never be the same; or maybe because the only way to show his struggles was a small scar above his eyebrow from getting punched in the face a bunch of times, and then running around in the woods.
People stared at him... and not in the way he was used to. He walked down the hallway, feeling like the main character in a cheesy nineties movie. People all had their own assumptions about why Oliver Sanchez was in the hopsital for a week, and none of them could even begin to cover the truth behind what really happened.
Ollie tried to act normal. He glared at some people and grinned at others, but he knew that deep down, nobody would look at him the same ever again.
"Does that hurt?"
Ollie shook his head as the doctor put pressure on another part of his ribs. The bruising was nearly gone, and after a few days of literally not moving at all, Ollie was finally at one of his last checkups. (The awful part of being in a hospital bed is that they tell you to 'get some rest', which is really hard when the boy in question has really awful insomnia, and everytime he sleeps he has a tendency to accidentally tell the future.)
"Nope," he smiled, hoping that if he acted as happy as possible he could get the hell out of there sooner. His boyfriend was wandering around somewhere unsupervised, and when Stiles is unsupervised, things tend to get broken. "I feel great!"
"Don't listen to him, Nancy." Nicole Denny drawled from her spot in the corner of the room. The woman was in her light blue scrubs, her wild red hair pulled back as she crossed her legs and squinted at her son. "He's a delinquent."
Ollie pulled a face, glad that his mother didn't even know of half of the illegal things he did. "I'm sorry that I didn't tell you I was in a hospital after getting beaten up."
"Oh no, you should be sorry about me having to figure it out when Katrin yelled at a paramedic and Stiles yelled at the ambulancedriver so loudly that he almost gave him a heartattack."
Ollie blinked, "I'm sorry for not telling you what happened."
Nicole rolled her eyes, waving him off as the nurse prodded at Ollie's chest again. "Any pain there?"
