Problematic // Vikklan Au

Chapter 14

-Edited-

Lachlan's POV

I reached up, prodding at my face but quickly flinching away. Everything burned and throbbed, causing me to hiss and wince out. My right eye was black rimmed and swollen, my nose bleeding lightly, lip split widely, bruises scattered across my face and many open gashes littering my skin.

My adrenaline began to die away as the fighting had stopped, and I started to whimper when the numbing pain began to return in full effect.

My back felt knotted and twisted up, stomach twirling, and limbs beginning to tremble. I closed my eyes tightly and slumped forward on the hands I had rested on the sink. I pried them apart when a chill sparked up my spine, and I glanced up into the mirror to the others standing behind me.

Their faces were sorrowful and guilty, but I faked a smile to assure them I was fine when I really wasn't.

I suddenly clutched my side as a cramp twisted the area up, and I was quick to lift my hoodie and shirt to see a black bruise on my side that ran to my hip. I dropped the clothing when my eyes caught sight of my fists, and I held them out for me to observe the busted knuckles and swollen fingers.

I swallowed thickly before standing up straight. "We need to get you to the hospital," Rob's voice trailed off, and I turned around. My legs wobbled, as if they were about to snap and allow me to fall. "Getting slammed into the wall hurt my back pretty bad," I whispered weakly as I held the area between my back and side, following after them as they led me out.

As we exited the bathroom, I looked over and could see the male from earlier struggling to stand. I fought past my own dying pain and limped to him. He flinched back when I bent down, but I offered a painful smile and winced at the jab of pain shooting through my bent leg.

"I'm sorry for it getting out of hand like that, but love is something you can't force. Love is a process, a trust and bond. You can't get that through force, and if it goes on like that, it's pointless and heartless with no real joy," I whispered, "You'll find who your soul mate is, like I did, but you can't ever rush it like that." I offered a hand, and he took it. I helped him up, and we looked at one another.

"Beating someone who refused your affection is wrong, and it's never the answer. To find love, you must learn that in time, everything will happen for a reason. I didn't want it to progress like it did with us fighting, but when you love someone, you protect them no matter what," I smiled faintly, "I apologize for what went down, my friend. You fought good, as I am pretty banged up."

The man chuckled lightly, and I smiled wider.

"I'm sorry too. Can we just be friends and pretend this never happened?" He asked with hopeful eyes. Pain suddenly ran up my spine, and I hissed before managing to only offer a strained, half smile and nod.

From there, I turned and walk back to the others, seeing tears glisten Vikk's cheeks. I wiped them away with the pad of my thumb, becoming worried that something was wrong, but he was smiling, "You're so amazing."

I smiled fondly and leaned down to kiss him softly, moving my lips in time with his. When we pulled apart, I couldn't help but flinch with the burning sting on the surface of my lips.

We made it to Rob's car, as it was the only one that would hold six of us, and climbed in with me whimpering as I did so. The fabrics rubbed bruises, and the seats made my back want to crumble to dust. In seconds, we were off towards the hospital with my eyes glued out the window.

I watched the trees fly past, the snow laid on the ground in spots the sun had yet to reach. The fresh, wet grass was bright green as it waved lightly with the chilling wind.

A body was then pressed to my shoulder and side, and I would have flinched and demanded them to get off if it weren't for it being Vikk. I endured the throbbing pain of his contact and wove my arms around his waist to hold him closer.

In that moment, looking down at the boy falling asleep in my side, I realized I would take a bullet for him. I would drown in acid, jump in front of a speeding train, choke on food, stab myself repeatedly, cut until I bleed out, and even torture myself just to know he was safe and sound.

He was my entire world, my entire galaxy filled with stars and planets. I loved him, and from then I deemed Vikk to be my entire life and entire world.