"Hey pretty girl what you doing tonight?" The strange man said.
"Leave me alone." I said plainly. I clearly could not be more clear.
"I won't leave until I get what I want." The creep said. After he said that he took another step closer to you. I was about to take another step back when the man suddenly fell, blood flowing from his nose. I looked around to see Clay holding his now bruised and slightly bloody fist.
"CLAY! WHY DID YOU DO THAT?" I asked frantically.
"He was making you uncomfortable so I figured I'd make it hurt." He said nonchalantly. I quickly ran over to him to check on his hand. It was swollen, to say the least. I tried moving it, but when I did he winced in pain. "It's probably broken. Great job idiot. Now get your ass in the car. I'm taking you to the hospital." I said to him.
"Y/N I'm fine it's just a little sore." Clay said. I could tell he was trying to be Mister-Tough-Guy. You know how moms give their children 'the look' then they know they need to get in the car? Yeah I did that to Clay. And it worked. He's a child.
Soon after we arrived to the hospital, They took Clay to get an X-ray. We had to sit for a while until they read the X-ray. Honestly I could have read it in 2 seconds and said it was broken. After about 15 minutes of waiting they went over they X-ray with us. Long story short, they put a green cast on his arm and told him to come back soon to get it off.
As we drove home, I kind of felt bad for the guy. So I got him Icecream. Like a little child, his eyes lit up. Again, he is a child and that is confirmed.
——— Time Skip ———
Last night Clay got his cast on and now he has to come to the football game with the free tickets. The game started at 1 pm, so Gus wanted me there by 9. It makes no sense. I got all my stuff prepared with in 20 minutes. So I decided to walk around the Stadium getting a bunch of free food when I pulled out my "physical therapist" card. At around noon, I figured I should head back to my tent and get ready for the game.
The game had begun and UCF was winning 14-0. I was just chilling around when all of a sudden I got a beeping on my pager, saying they needed me on the field. I grabbed my bin of ice, band aids, and many other things and ran over. I knelt down beside the player. "I think he's unconscious. He isn't responding to us waking him up" Gus said frantically. I checked for and breathing. None. I checked for a pulse. None. I held my stethoscope up to his chest to listen for a heart beat. None.
A/N:
Bro said "yeah I'm done with football." Will he survive? Who knows....
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