10: Meetup

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   >TW: INAPPROPRIATE TOUCHING/SA??<

   "Hi, Ms. Solace!" I run up to her, who is in there exact same spot she said she was gonna be in.

   Barely anybody comes back here, besides kids that smoke and do drugs or whatever.

   "Basil, here, follow me." She starts to walk away from the building and to the wooded area south of the school.

   I follow hastily, determined to get rid of this agonizing pain.

   It clogs up any of my senses, for good or worse.

Staring around, I notice the beauty of this area, and it sorta puts me in a trance.

For one second, I can't feel anything.

I didn't even pay attention when I tripped over a rock, falling to the ground, stabbing my stomach right on a tree branch.

"Basil! Are you okay??" Solace comes up to me, holding out a hand.

"Grhh..." I lift up my shirt, to see chunks of wood stuck under my skin, and blood trickling down my side.

   It was a pretty big branch too, and it's now perfectly lodged and nestled into my stomach. It's about half an inch in.

"Ouch... here, let me help with that."

Solace gently removes the wood, throwing it to the side.

   I wince, holding back the wall of tears that invaded the back of my eyes.

"Fuck... that hurts..." I breathe out, the pain building up in that specific spot it got gouged.

"We don't know what sort of dirt or grime could've been on that, so I suggest we pull it out."

Shivering, I nod.

"Alright."

She slowly and gently pulls out the branch as I gasp for air.

I squeeze my eyes shut, hoping this intense, unbearable pain will end, or at least, I would pass out.

"It's out." It was only two words, but the relief is still... well... relieving.

I hear a rip of cloth, then I feel pressure wrapped around me.

"That should keep it sanitized until we get there." She says calmly as I open my eyes.

She'd ripped the bottom of her grey shirt to tie it around my waist.

"T... Thank you." Is the only words I could form.

"Let me help get you there."

She lifts me up to my feet, and we start walking deeper into the forest.

"Where are we going?" My anxiety makes me itch at the wound.

"You'll see." I can't see her face, but from her tone, I could just tell she was beaming in joy.

Slowly, I see a building in a clearing up ahead.

It's a...

"A mansion?!?!" I gasp as my mouth visibly gapes open.

"Yep. This is my sister's." She didn't look so pleased to say that.

"Woah..." It looks exactly like what you would picture to be a millionaire mansion, just tucked away in the forest. Although, it looks just a tad more rusted and worn down.

"Here, follow me. She's already expecting us." I could see her slightly roll her eyes.

I nod with glee, suddenly excited to be in such a presence.

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