Blood (Carmelo x Rudy)

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Carmelo had just finished eating lunch and was heading into the bathroom to clean off Emilio's scarf- Emilio had gotten soda on it -before he got back to class.

When he arrived in the bathroom, he heard crying coming from one of the stalls.

Carmelo noticed pink shoes poking out at the bottom of the stall which it sounded like the crying ones coming from. Such feminine shoes could only belong to one boy in the whole school. That boy was Rudolph.

Rudy was a victim of Carmelo's bullying. When Rudy first moved to the U.S., Carmelo had mistaking him for a girl, and had a crush on him, so he bullied the boy, at first so the crush would go away, but then kept doing it. Maybe it pleases him to see Rudy cry.

Carmelo quickly washed his hands, and then went over to that stall.

"Are you in there Rudy?" Carmelo shouted, trying to sound aggressive but inside, was so worried for the kid.

The only response was more sobs, which substituted for a yes.

"What's the matter?" Carmelo shouted again.

"Nothing." Rudy said, his voice no more than a shaky whisper.

Carmelo noticed blood dripping on the floor.

"Rudy, do you have a bloody nose? I can get the nurse?"

"Don't get the nurse, I'm fine, I don't have a bloody nose, why would you think that?" Rudy told blueberry boy, the blood dripping on the floor quickly flowing down, creating a puddle on the floor.

"Rudy, I'm getting the nurse if you don't come out." Carmelo shouted, his voice showing his worry.

"Don't." Rudy whispered, barely audible to the other boy.

"Come out, now. Please?" Carmelo was scared that Rudy was in trouble.

"I can't."

"Then I'm coming in, I'll crawl under the damn stall door if I have to."

"Carmelo, please don't come in. You don't want to, trust me."

"I'm coming in. I'll give you 30 seconds to get out." Carmelo told Rudy.

Rudy was silent. The only sound was Rudy's breathing, which was shaky and sounded like it was coming from underwater.

30 seconds passed, and nothing happened.

Carmelo hesitated, and let another 30 seconds pass.

Then the boy decided it was time to see what was happening, as blood continued to flow into the floor.

He got on his hands and knees and crawled under the stall, and then stood up.

The lid was down (and yes, he was wearing pants, I don't do smut thank you very much.) to the toilet, and Rudy was sitting on it. His sweater was off, exposing both arms full of cuts as well as his chest. He had a box cutter in his right hand.

"Oh, hi Carmelo." Rudy said, feeling very awkward.

"What in the fuck are you doing?" Carmelo whisper shouted.

"Nothing." Rudy quickly responded.

"Gimme that." Carmelo said as he wrestled the box cutter out of Rudy's hand.

"Give it back!" Rudy whined.

"News flash, these are used for cutting boxes, not arms." Carmelo sarcastically said, smirking.

"I'm sorry... I..." Rudy whimpered.

"Hey, don't be sorry. I won't ask anymore questions." Carmelo told Rudy, and stuck out his hand.

Rudy took Carmelo's hand, and stood up.

Then, catching Rudy by surprise, he pulled Rudy into a tight hug.

Without even noticing it, both boys started to cry.

"Don't hurt yourself, Rudolph. Please." Carmelo cried.

Rudy leaned his head into Carmelo's chest, and sobbed.

When both kids had finished crying, Carmelo unlocked the stall door. Rudy washed his arms, slipped on his sweater, and both boys went to leave the restroom.

Rudy stood on his tiptoes so he could reach Carmelo's face, and kissed his cheek, and then scurried off.

Carmelo just stood there in shock.

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