The Devil Spawns Feisty Mate

Isabella

"What's the pleasure of having you in my office?" The nurse asked, hearing us come in before turned to look at me and Tricks. Her eyes widened at the slight of all the blood on me. "Ball hit her in the face, I think her nose might be broken."

Tricks stated worriedly, one hand holding my arm while her arm was wrapped around me to keep me upright as I held my nose. Tears in my eyes. 

"Bring her over. Quickly, now." Tricks brought me over to one of the beds and sat me down. Stepping away and crossing her arms over her chest as she stared at me worried. "Take a picture, it'll last longer."

Tricks rolled her eyes as the nurse rushed pasted her, getting on her knees and gently moving my hand. Blood gushing out and she quickly covered my nose with some paper towel. I'm starting to feel very light headed and dizzy.

"Hey-hey, kid!" My vision suddenly went dark and I fell forward, into the nurse who caught me. "Kid, I need you to stay awake for me, okay?"

Her words for difficult to hear but I still nodded my head. Feeling as the woman rubbing my back. Pushing away from her, I slowly blinked to get rid of my hazy vision.

Looking over at Tricks, her face was full of concern. I just gave her a small smile and a thumbs up. Turning my attention back to the nurse when she stood up. "Okay, now let's pitch your nostrils to get that bleeding under control or I have to call an ambulance."

Nodding my head, I pitched my nostrils over the paper towels. Keeping my head slightly down so the blood doesn't dry up and hurt later.

Tricks sat down next to me, going on her phone and letting me lean against her shoulder.

I'm never participating in P.E again. I rather take the zero than to deal with this shit again. Am already having a hard time at home, I don't need this at school to.

Sighing, I closed my eyes and accidentally fell asleep. Tricks shook me awake. Opening my eyes, I got off her. Still feeling lightheaded.

The nurse was standing in front of me and I had to lift my head to look at her before she bend forward to remove the paper towel and examine my face.

"It seems that the bleeding has stopped." She said, still keeping her eyes on my nose as she gently touched it, making me hiss in pain. "Fortunately it's not broken, just badly bruised."

She removed her hands and walked away over to her desk. "I'm gonna have to send you home, darling." She took out a familiar pink slip of paper and a pen. "What's your name?"

"Isabella Wilson." The nurse scribbled what she had to on the paper before coming back and handing it to me. "Show this to the front desk so you can leave. And you, young missy, I'll give you a late pass so you don't get in any trouble."

"Thanks." Getting up, Tricks handed me my bag and I looked at her confused. "One of the other girls in class brought it here. Now go home, it looks like you swam in a pool of blood."

Lightly laughing, I said goodbye to Tricks and the nice nurse before swinging my bag on my back and leaving. Tossing the bloody paper towel in the trash when doing so.

Walking through the empty hall, I sighed in annoyance. Haven't been here for a week and I already have detention for a few weeks and now have to leave early because of a bloody nose. Can this year get anymore fun?

Feeling a hand on my shoulder, my eyes widened when I was spun around. Looking up, I grew nervous at seeing the two delinquent sisters. I just had to jinx myself.

They were taller than me, and judging by the grip on me, they were strong too. If they're here to fight, I'm 100% gonna get my ass kicked. "Do you need something?"

"Yeah, are you alright, baby?" Baby? Why is she calling me baby? "Umm, that's none of your business." Plus, can't you see that I am literally covered in my blood?

The girl's eyes narrowed as she stared down at me, tilting her head to the side. Suddenly, she smirked, but I could still tell that she was angry about something. "Of course it's our business, Angel. After all, you are our mate." What the hell is she talking about?

Putting her arm around my waist and pulling me towards her, I tensed up. Feeling slightly uncomfortable but at the same time...happy? Must be from all the loss of blood.

The other sister that had a cold expression, placed a hand on my cheek. I looked up at her as she studied my bruised nose, probably look weird to her but I don't care what she thinks. "I'm gonna kill him." And that's enough.

Moving out their embrace, I put my hands up and began walking backwards. "Yeah, sorry to interrupt whatever you two are doing, but I'm gonna go."

Just as I turned my back towards them, a pair of arms wrapped around me and pulling me into someone's chest. Before I could do anything, the other sister put her chest against mine. "Where are you going, babe?" My cheeks turned red.

Can someone mind telling me why I'm now trapped in between a couple of delinquents that are calling me lovey-dovey names? Cause now I'm about to fight if they don't back off from my personal space.