Chapter 12

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I woke up, everything was light blue and white, I looked down and I was in a hospital gown, I tried to sit up but only groaned in pain, someone woke up next to me, it was Ben. He quickly came to my aid and asked "dude... Are you okay?" 

"What's going on?" I asked in a hoarse voice. 

"I'll explain it to you later, just tell me do you feel pain anywhere" 

"No, I'm just sore" 

"Okay, wait here, let me call the doc" 

I was in a hospital, I saw the digital clock, it said 2:30 AM, and Wednesday, what the hell? How is it Wednesday? It was Monday, I thought about what happened. I remember the finals game night, I remembered being hungry as fuck, I remember Lincoln High winning and then I went under the bleachers to remove the costume, and then... Shit, I was beaten up by Clooney high players and their mascot. I think I lost consciousness the moment the first kick was given to my stomach. I lifted my shirt to see my belly. Shit, bruises all over, but how did I come here, I vaguely remember someone saving me, someone beating up the other guys single-handed, he carried me in his arms and ran frantically. But who was that, Ben came into the room the next moment with a doctor. The doc checked me and told me that I was fine, she told me to eat regularly from now on. She said I can be discharged after one more day of observation. She spoke to Ben and he seemed to pay extra attention to everything she was telling and then she left. 

He heaved a heavy sigh and took a seat by the bed, a nurse came in and she changed the IV bottle. I realized I had passed out when I was being beaten up, I probably would have died if it wasn't for the person who saved me. Who was it though? 

"Ben..." I called out.

He quickly came to my aid. "Yes buddy, tell me what's wrong?" 

"I need some water" 

He gave me a glass of water and helped me drink it. 

"Ben..." 

"Yeah..." 

"Did you bring me here?" I asked hoping Ben was the one who had saved me.

"Yeah... It was me" he said with a smile. 

"Thank you" 

"That's fine dude, don't worry about it... We are here for you" 

"Where is Sammy? Why is she not here?" 

"I called all of them, they might be here soon, but I'm not sure about Sammy" 

"Why?" 

"Erm, she is kinda a wreck right now," he said while Scratching his nape 

"Is she okay?" 

"Well, she..." 

"What happened?" 

"She is fine, but she has been crying the whole time, from the time she got the news that you were beaten up, she has been feeling guilty, you know she kinda blames herself for putting you in this situation" 

"It's not her fault" 

"Exactly, Dylan is staying by her side and making sure that she is alright" 

I suddenly remembered Boun, he was oddly behaving nice to me, I won't lie, as much as I hate him he was taking some effort to make me feel better, that made me smile. I'm not even sure if not for the snacks he gave me I would have stayed conscious throughout the game. Probably he is feeling guilty for all the torture he gave me, I hesitated but asked anyway. "Ben... Where is Boun?" 

"Erm, he... He is with Arthur, he will be coming soon" he spoke like he was hiding something from me, he was hesitant to talk to me about Boun. I brushed it off, he doesn't concern me anyway. 

A few minutes later Sammy and Dylan came walking in, Ben was right she was actually a mess, she didn't have that diva attitude nor was she dressed like an Instagram model like she always did, she reminded me of the first time I saw her. She had puffy eyes and a red nose. I understood she had been crying, I felt bad for her, I know she cares a lot about me and I knew she would be hurting herself for putting me in this situation, but honestly, this isn't her fault, I took this job even after knowing this would someday happen to me, honestly, I waited for this to happen long ago, I'm surprised it happened on literally the last day I was going to wear that costume. 

Sammy said a hundred sorries and I kept calming her down, then we only came to a conclusion, when Dylan asked her to stay by my side until she was satisfied and knew that I am alright. And just like that she stayed by my side the whole time, it was either her or Ben taking care of me throughout my hospital stay. I've never actually spoken to Ben but I'm thankful to him for saving me and being by my side. Arthur visited once, but Boun never came. I wonder why? He was a little nice to me on the final night, he even called me when I was pushed and asked me if I was okay, he sounded apologetic when I told him I didn't eat anything. Nevermind, he has too much pride, that's why he isn't here. 

I was discharged and I went home. Arthur, Ben, Dylan, and Sammy were here all the time. I was all right now, but still, they stayed over and took care of me, the empty house felt like a home now, I felt like I had a family, I was happy. The boys were actually fun, everyone had different personalities and they were equally funny, but among all this, I missed Boun. I don't know why, these four are always together and it was odd that he wasn't here.

 And two days after I started going to school, I was so surprised that no one actually knew who the mascot was yet. I guess the school did a good job covering the incident. I'm not at all surprised this is exactly what used to happen to me all the time. But it's a little different this time because I've had friends to tend to my wounds, make me food and get me water. 

A week passed, I still didn't see Boun, he didn't come to school, even though I was partly happy because he didn't come to school as I had to escape from swimming practice at least until I recovered completely, but still there was worry in the back of my head. I can't believe I'm worried about the one guy I hate the most. 

Monday arrived and the Boun finally came to school, he looked healthy and fine like always, the boys talked to him like they always did, no one acknowledged the fact that he was absent for over a week. No one even asked him a question, and just moved on with their daily stuff. He saw me and straight away looked away and ignored me. What's his deal? Why did he have to act nice towards me and then ignore me like this? I was annoyed, the worry was forgotten in an instance and now I am back to hating him. 

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