Part 17- Gray joggers

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Zero POV

I convinced myself not to go to school. The pain is way too profound for me to be able to walk normally, and people will most definitely ask me what's wrong with me. I also can't stay here in this revolting house.

I have on the loosest fitting joggers with a random hoodie. I put on some slides and grabbed my keys and phone.

I walked as quietly as I could down the steps, hissing  in pain from the constant movement. I want to pretend like nothing happened but I can't when I can still feel the pain.

After what feels like forever I made it to my car and the stinging pain was present as I sat down. I don't even know where I wanted to go.

I decided that I should probably stop at CVS or something to get some ointment cream to help soothe the pain.

So I drove for about 15 minutes to the nearest CVS. I clenched my teeth together as I walked in trying to not make it so obvious, I endured the immense pain as I picked up my pace. I grabbed the cream I needed and I went straight to self check out.

I didn't get a bag cause it was unnecessary so I just placed it in my pocket and walked out of the store but not before I bumped into someone making the cream fall out of my hand.

The person grabbed it and handed it to me. "Sorry." I said making sure not to look at them as I attempted to escape the awkward situation.

"Zero." The familiar voice spoke. I looked up and was met with Alex's ocean eyes.

"What are you doing here, aren't you suppose to be at school." He asked.

"I can ask you the same question."

"I have to help my mom prepare the launch of her new store."

"Oh cool, the perfume store." I asked remembering how the whole reason they went to France in the first place was to get a head start on his mom's perfume company.

"Yeah, she's opening another one of her stores downtown."

"That's exciting I bet you're proud of her."

"Yeah I am she worked really hard for this, but enough about me why are you skipping school."

What do I tell him? I can't tell him the truth. Think Zero think. "No real reason I just didn't want to go today." I kept my voice monotone and I looked into his eyes. I need him to believe me.

"Wow, your such a scholarly student." He said with a laugh. Thank God he believes me. I laughed back as a form of reply.

"Okay well, the only reason I'm here is to get some water so see you later I guess."

"Ight, okay bye." I said and we parted ways. At least that's what I thought.

"What's wrong with your legs." He asked and I turned around to see a horrid expression on his face. I looked down and saw blood stains on my light gray joggers.

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

I have to think of something to say and fast. "Umm...i-it's nothing. Don't worry about it."

Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!

"What do you mean don't worry about it, your bleeding." He said as he walked closer to me trying to inspect.

"Just don't worry about it." I said as I walked away gritting my teeth from the pain. He caught up to me easily.

"You want me to take you to the hospital." Concern invaded his voice.

"No, I'm fine. I have to go." I spoke picking up my pace.

Fuck it hurts so bad. Why is my car parked so far away?

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