Liz Gillies Requests

Safe (Liz&Michael) - Request ★

~NOTES~
This is a long Oneshot! It wasn't meant to be but I decided I really liked Carson's character and I got carried away. Enjoy :)

Carson's POV
I'm running from my ex boyfriend, Jack, as he chases me down an alleyway.

"Carson! There's no point running!" He yells, starting to catch up with me.

"Leave me alone!" I yell back.

"You screwed me over with the cops! Now you're going to pay." Jack sneers.

I run faster and hide behind a dumpster, letting him run past as he looks for me. After a few minutes I creep back out and start running again in a different direction.

I see a crowd of people ahead with tons of cameras so I turn around quickly and hit straight into a woman.

"Sorry." I murmur, backing away.

"Hey, you're bleeding." She says, pointing to my face.

"I'm fine." I say, taking my hand to my nose and finding blood on my fingers.

"Are you sure? You look kinda dizzy." She says before everything goes black.

Timeskip

"Michael, I'm gonna need some help!"

I slowly wake up and see I'm lying on the concrete with the woman kneeling next to me.

A tall man walks over and I sit up to try to get away but I'm in too much pain.

"Stay there." He says.

"I don't know what you two want with me, but I don't want any trouble. So just let me leave and I won't say anything to anyone." I say slowly.

"We don't want any trouble either, hun. We need to check that you're okay." The woman says.

"I am okay." I lie.

"I'm Liz and this is my husband Michael. We just want to help you." Liz introduces them.

"Where are your parents?" Michael asks.

"I don't have parents in my life right now." I say, rubbing my head.

"Oh, okay." Michael says awkwardly.

"Can you just let me go?" I ask.

"Liz, I'm here." A woman says walking over to us.

"Who's this?" I ask.

"This is our medic, Tina. We're working on a movie right now so I called her over to check on you." Liz explains.

"I don't need to be checked." I say.

"Your nose was bleeding, you have a big graze on your face and you passed out." Liz says.

"Yikes. Let's check you for concussion first. What's your name and how old are you?" Tina asks me.

"Carson. I'm 16." I say.

"Okay Carson, how did you get here?" Tina asks.

"I ran here." I say.

"And where's your family?" Tina asks.

"I'm in a group foster home." I tell her.

"I see. Can you show me where you're in the most pain on your head?" She asks.

"Here." I point to the back of my head.

"Any problems with your vision?" Tina asks.

"It's blurry." I squint.

"How many fingers am I holding up?" Tina asks.

"Two?" I guess.

"Okay... how about now?" Tina asks.