will's pov
I closed my eyes and let the pain surge through my body. The pain worsened every second. Every punch or kick made me bleed and cry inside. I never had the guts to cry in front of everyone, but I knew I was sobbing so much inside.
"Fucking faggot doesn't want to fight back!" Michael yelled, kicking my spine. Everyone walked away and left me to rot on the ground. I laid on the floor and cradled into a ball. A small tear slipped from my lower lash, leaving a trail down my cheek.
I've gotten bullied for two years straight. The day I told Isaac I was bi, he told everyone at school. I lost all my friends and no one wanted to be my friend. No one in school wanted to be my savior, not even my parents. My parents are homophobic so I was kicked out of my house when I confessed. I don't know how to defend myself anymore. No one wanted to catch my breath. I know I'm weak and I've been beaten down. I just want to slip away.
As I sat there in a ball, more tears threatened to fall. They fell from my lower lash making many trails down my cheek. Everyone left school, all the teachers, and students. I was left there. I didn't want to move because I knew more pain will be caused.
"Are you okay?" A boy yelled from all the way down the hallway. He started running towards me. I haven't heard those words in forever. No one ever cared for me before or worried for me. I buried my head into my arms avoiding the boy.
He looked down at me and sat down. "Are you okay? Please talk to me, I want to help you." He said, worried. I decided to let the boy try to help me. I pushed up from the ground and tried to sit up. As I pushed up on my arms, I groaned loudly. I fell back onto the ground. My spine and ribs began hurting so much.
He grabbed me lightly and tried to at least get me to sit up. I sat up and began to feel a surge of pain go through my spine. I tried not to scream because the pain was horribly painful. I bit my lip and looked up at the boy. His green eyes stared into my brown orbs.
"Will, right?" He asked, unsurely. I nodded quietly trying to not get his attention on my pain. "Are you okay? Please answer me, I need to know." He looked at me, anxiously.
"I-I'm fine." I lied, trying to get up. I cried out in pain and fell back down.
"Clearly you aren't." He said, picking me up. He wrapped his arm around my neck and his other holding my legs. He held me like I was a newborn baby. He didn't want to drop me.
"I'm taking you to the hospital, Will." I had my arms and head awkwardly on his chest.
"No, no! Um, I'm fine. I don't need to go to the hospital. I'm fine, I promise. This happens everyday." I lied. I just didn't want to go to the hospital because they'll find out I don't eat. They would probably pump some kind of food into my stomach.
"Will, I'm taking you. You look so broken and I want to make sure you didn't break anything. Let me just take you please? You don't look fine, Will." He looked at me in the eyes. It eyes were like looking deep into my soul.
My cheeks started to turn red as we started to walk to his car. My head rested on his chest as a headache started to rise.
He made it to his car and opened it. He placed me into the passenger seat then he slipped in next to me. He stuck his key into the ignition and started up his car. He began to drive and we sat in silence till he felt the awkwardness in the air.
"So you are probably wondering who I am. I am Jordan, and no, I'm not going to kidnap you." He chuckled.
"Well Jordan, I'm surprised you actually care for me," I said, fiddling with my fingers. He looked at me and back at the road.
"No one has ever cared for me like you just did. Most people would leave me there till I actually had the courage to get up. You don't understand Jordan, you are the only one who has cared for me in over a year. I thought I was hopeless. No one wanted to save me from my fears. No one was my savior." I said, tearing up.
"Will, I'll be here for you any day. Scream for me and I will be there. I've heard of you because of the shit Isaac started about your sexuality. I've always wanted to be there for you, but I never knew if you'd like me to be there." He gripped the wheel and pulled into the hospital. He parked and got out of the car. I opened the door and tried to get out myself. My ribs started to hurt again, I grabbed my ribs and fell to my knees. Jordan grabbed me and held me the way he did before. He shut the door and went into the hospital.
"Excuse me? My friend is in a lot of pain, can I get help?" Jordan practically yelled. A stretcher was brought down into the hallway and a nurse took me out of Jordan's arms and onto the stretcher. All I remember was seeing Jordan's green eyes stare down at me.
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I open my eyes and see while ceiling. I look to the right and saw Jordan on his phone. "J-Jordan?" My voice cracked.
"Will!" He yelled, getting up from his chair and went up to me. "Are you feeling fine?" He asked, sitting on my bed next to me.
"Y-yeah. What's been happening? All I remember was getting x-rays." My eyes shifted to Jordan.
"Oh.. Will, you've been out for over a week. They had surgery to fix your rib cage. Some asshole kicked you so hard it broke it. I was so afraid, Will. You also had to get stitches because apparently you had open wounds. Plus, pumped nutrients into you because they found you never ate either. Also, they didn't know why you didn't wake up after the surgery."
"Really? Oh my, what have you been doing Jordan?" I asked. In my mind, I began to panic. Why did they have to feed me? I'm going to become fat again.
"I've sat here by your side. I never left till you woke up. I wanted to make sure you were okay." He smiled.
"Jordan, you didn't need to do that. I'm not worth that much for you stay here in a hospital for over a week. Thank you though, never knew someone would ever do that for me." I smiled.
"I thought of some things while you were away." He smirked. He grabbed my hand and interwinded our fingers together.
"I realized I have fallen for you."
