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Skateboarding Incident- Chris

Heyy
I actually have no idea if Chris is good at skateboarding or not so sry if it's not right for the sake of the story

TW: blood, pain (??)
Enjoy lovesss :)

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He was going too fast.
Chris knew the second he started down the hill that the combination of his mid skateboarding skills, much too fast skateboard, and wonky wheel would end in disaster.
And it sure did.
As he was reaching the steepest part of the hill, the front wheel swerved sharply to the right. Chris, already rather unsteady, was flung to the unforgiving asphalt.
Red filled his vision, the colour of pain. The colour of the blood now seeping out of the road burn down his whole right side.
" Chris!" Nathan came to a skidding stop beside him. " Dude, what the hell was that?"
" Shit." Chris groaned in response, slowly sitting up. He pressed a hand to his side, hissing in pain.
" Ok. Ok." Nate breathed, running a hand through his hair. " I'm gonna help you up."
He slung his arm over Chris's, hauling him to his feet. Chris swayed slightly, paling.
" You ok?"
" Oh, peachy." Chris deadpanned. " Just call me Tony Hawk."
Nate rolled his eyes and struggled to pick up both their skateboards while watching Chris, who was now walk/staggering around.
" Let's go to Alahna's house," Nate started walking down the hill, Chris walking awkwardly at his side. " She'll probably have bandages or something. Everyone's there, they're expecting us soon."
" She'd better have fucking Advil too because I might be dying right now."
The pair slowly made it to the bottom of the hill and turned left onto the road.
While Chris had been joking around, his side was really starting to hurt. A burning, throbbing ache that seemed to settle deep into his skin. His head was starting to pound in rhythm.
" Is Matt there? At Alahna's?" Chris asked, face contorting into a grimace. " Or Nick?"
" I don't think so. Matt said he had homework and Nick had plans earlier. Lame." Nate joked.
" Mhm." Chris agreed, but secretly he wanted to cry. He didn't feel like being around a bunch of people right now.
Honestly, all he wanted was his brothers.
He'd even settle for his own bed.
" Actually, uh, Nate?" Chris ran a hand through his hair, the other cradling his side. " I don't really feel great. I might just go home."
" Are you sure?" The words sounded shocked. Chris never turned down plans.
" Yeah."
" Alright." Nate shrugged, handing over Chris's skateboard. " Want me to walk you home?"
" Nah, that's alright. Have fun at Alahna's. Make sure you tell them I fought off a wolf or something cool."
" Wolves in Boston?" Nate smirked and waved, setting off in the other direction, leaving Chris to walk the three blocks to his house.
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" Dude, what the hell happened to you?" Matt asked, watching Chris stagger in the front door, clutching his side.
" I got bitten by an alligator, Matt." Chris rolled his eyes and put his skateboard in the garage.
" You fell off your skateboard, didn't you?"
" I fell off my skateboard." Chris agreed, slouching on the couch.
" Lemme' see." Matt jumped off the stool he was perched on and sat beside Chris. " Lift your shirt."
Chris complied, revealing the jagged skin on his side.
" Damn." Matt whistled. " You're gonna need hydrogen-peroxide for that bitch. I'll be right back."
Chris groaned. From somewhere in the house he could hear Matt yell/asking Nick where the hydrogen-peroxide was. Nick poked his head from his room, seeing Chris on the couch.
" The bathroom, I'd guess!" He supplied unhelpfully, coming over to sit next to Chris.
" What happened?"
" Skateboard tried to kill me."
" Ah." Nick's eyed Chris, coming to rest on the shredded skin.
" It's not in any of the bathrooms!" Matt called from upstairs.
" Oh! It's in the basement." Nick yelled back. " I'll get it."
Matt grabbed a cloth from the kitchen, grumbling about why the fuck hydrogen-peroxide would be in the basement.
Nick returned, holding the dreaded hydrogen-peroxide. He soaked the cloth with it and came to sit beside Chris.
" This is gonna sting." He warned, not waiting for an answer before pressing the cloth to Chris's side.
And sting it did. Chris clamped his lips shut to keep from screaming, face screwed up in a wince.
Matt flopped on the other side of Chris and gave him his hand.
" You can squeeze however hard you need."
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Nick was finished cleaning the wound. He gently wrapped it in a bandage and brought over a glass of water and two Advils.
" Wow, you read my mind." Chris mumbled, swallowing both pills at the same time.
" About time, too." Matt laughed weakly, shaking his hand. " I think I need a cast after that."
" Shut up," Chris smiled, leaning over to put his head on Matt's lap. Nick came and pulled his legs over his lap too.
" You're so stupid." Matt said fondly, running his hands through Chris's hair.
" And what would you do without me?" Chris joked.
Both Matt and Nick rolled their eyes.

But deep down, they all knew they wouldn't survive without each other.
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