Begin Again in a New Pack 2

Chapter 42

                              Gabrielle's POV
"My English teacher walked out of class for not even five minutes and someone grabbed a knife and cut me."

"Who?"

"I don't know his name."

"HIS name?! A guy did this to you?! Who?!"

"He's the same height as me and has green hair."

"Colin Norris?!"

She put her hand on the cut.

"Are you okay?"

"No. I'm not okay."

"Let me get my stuff and I'll bring you to the nurse."

I walked back into my class and told my teacher where I was going. Class was almost done so I didn't need to take a pass. She started wobbling as she walked.

"Gabby?"

She collapsed.

Shit!

I picked her up and started running.

Brenton:I smell sliver.

"Now that you mention it I do too. Wait!"

SHIT!

SHE'S GOT SILVER IN HER!

I brought her to the nurse.
                Gabrielle's POV
Mika: Before you say anything no. You're not dying.

"Then what's going on?"

Mika:What was used to cut you had silver. It's spread all throughout your body.

"What?!"

I felt something going down my throat.

Okay that tastes disgusting.

"Just let her rest. She'll wake up soon. Just keep an eye on her."

I felt myself being picked up then being placed down on a bed. I felt someone put a blanket on me.

I smell Devin.

"Your brother beat the shit outta Colin. Actually...I think he killed him. Yeah I'm pretty sure he killed him. Hope you don't mind but I've been moving you around so you're not on your back 24/7. Please wake up soon.  I feel like I'm talking to myself."

He chuckled. He talked to me every day.

"You should've seen how PISSED everyone was today. I made them run laps. Oh I keep forgetting to tell you this. Our mindlink is a bit messed up. They said it should fix itself shorty after you wake up. You've been asleep for almost a month. Your parents took you out of school because of how much you missed. You can still do cheerleading. Crap. I want to keep talking to you but I have to go to sleep."

He hasn't been holding he normally does. He falls asleep holding my hand. He kisses my hand then my forehead before he goes to sleep. In the morning I hate when he leaves.

"I'll be back soon. I'll be back late since I have a game. I'll tell you how bad it is. I don't think we'll win. This team is fierce. Especially the quarterback. He never throws interceptions. Sometimes he just says "fuck it" and runs to the end zone. He's gonna be big. He'll probably get drafted by one of the best professional teams. You've got a scar on your cheek now. I think it looks good on you. I know that's probably not the right thing to tell you. I-I have to go before I'm late. I love you. If you wake up while I'm gone call me. I'm stealing your ombré scrunchie by the way. I normally don't tell you what one I take since you always see it."