Short stories

Hurt

You sit in your favorite spot ever. Up in the oak tree in the courtyard. Your feet swing back and forth as you lean to your right, against the tree. Your favorite book is in your hands and for the one millionth time, it's got you tearing up. You hear footsteps and quickly wipe your face.

"Well, well, we'll. If it is the biggest slut in town." You hear from below but try your hardest not to look at the bullies. "More like country." Another sneers. You continue to ignore it in hopes they'd leave you alone. You hear rustling and look down to see the bullies climbing the tree. You try your best to get up so you can climb higher. You slowly make your way higher into the enormous tree hoping to lose the bullies.

As you're climbing your foot hits a slippery spot left behind from the storm yesterday and slips. Your book falls to the ground as you hang on to the branch trying to pull yourself up. You hear gasps and murmurs below and look down to see a group of people laughing and pointing at you. Tears well up in your eyes as you realize no ones going to help you.

You turn back around and work on trying to pull yourself back up. "Looks like you could use some help." You hear from in front of you. You look up and see amber, your biggest bully. You just stare at her blank face, not caring what she has to say or do. Amber climbs closer to you so she's right in front of the branch you're hanging onto.

"Would be a shame if you were to fall, hmm?" Amber sneers, grabbing your hand. You just simply look at her face void of all emotions. "What do you think would happen guys? Broken ankle? Broken wrist?" Amber asks, looking at her friends who now have joined her sides. "Unfortunately it won't kill her but it'll hurt like a bitch." James, Amber's friend sneers, looking at you in disgust as he speaks.

"Y/n!" You turn around and look down to see your boy best friend yelling up to you, his face etched in worry. Ezra (bsf) runs to the bottom of the tree and starts climbing up to you. "Aww look he's trying to save her." Ashley Amber's minion laughs as the others join her. " Are you ready?" Amber asks, looking at you.

"Fuck you, bitch." You say, voice and face void of emotion. "You wish." She sneers, trying to remove your hands from the branch. "Y/n! Hold on!" Ezra yells almost by your side. "Better luck next time, lover boy!" James yells as he lifts his foot and slams it down on your hands. You yelp in pain and Amber uses this distraction to throw you to the ground.

"Y/n!" You hear Ezra yell as your body hits the ground. You yelp and scream in pain. Everyone gathers around you, some looking worried, some laughing. Your gasping for breath, body hurting beyond belief. "Move!" "Out of the way!" You hear people yelling, some at Amber and her friends and some at you but it all blurs together. Your head pounds and your back and wrist are on fire.

As you're trying to look around Ezra comes into view and quickly scoops you up to bring you the nurses wing. "Y/n? Stay awake ok? You might have a concussion." Ezra says now sprinting to the nurse's room. "Mhmm." You mumble only really focusing on the pain.

You only remember bits and pieces but you remember Ezra telling you to stay awake again, him laying you in the nurse's office and him standing off to your side looking worried.

You wake up through burning and body sore that it hurts to breathe. You look to your right and see Ezra there, his hand laced with yours and his head resting on them. You bring your left hand up and gently run your fingers through his hair. Ezra stirs but doesn't wake up yet so you continue to gently play with his hair.

After a little while Ezra wakes up and gives you his breathtaking smile. "You're up." He murmurs pecking the side of your head. "How do you feel?" Ezra asks, looking down at your intertwined hands. "Good. Really sore though." You say, your voice sounding really dry and raspy. Ezra grabs water from the table next to him and opens it, helping you take small sips.

"What happened?" You're also confused about how long you've been here. "Do you remember?" Ezra asks concern, lacing his voice. "Yea. What about me though? What happened?" You ask, looking down at your body. "You have a broken wrist, a bruised back and a concussion but other than that you're ok." He answers without looking at you.

You sigh and grab his hand again pulling on your lap so you can fidget with his mistakes. "It's not your fault." You whisper knowing he knows what you're talking about. "I didn't-" you cut him off before he can say anymore. "I know you Ezra. You always blame yourself when I get hurt and it's not your fault." You say looking deep into his eyes.

"If I had gotten there faster...." He trails off looking at you wondering what would be happening if he had gotten there faster. "You would have fallen too and you know it. They would have pushed both of us." You say still looking at him. Ezra sighs knowing this conversation will get nowhere with how stubborn you are so instead he settles for " we can leave whenever you want the nurse just wanted to make sure you were ok." "We can leave in a minute." You say letting go of Ezra's hand to scoot over.

"Cuddles." You say making grabby hands at Ezra and giving him your best puppy eyes. He chuckles at your childishness and gently climbs up next to you. You scoot close to him and he instinctively wraps his hands around your waist trying to be careful of your back. "Thank you." You murmurs into Ezra's chest. "For what?" He responds, playing with your hair knowing it helps you sleep.

"For being my hero." You whisper, falling asleep. "I'd be anything for you." He whispers back kissing the side of your head. "Get some sleep ok?" He says pulling you closer if that's even possible at this point. "Ok." You mutter, kissing his shoulder and resting your head on his chest. You finally fall asleep with Ezra humming to you and his calloused hands playing with your hair.