Heart shots

THE SPACE BETWEEN (Part 9)

He knelt beside her, panic coursing through him as he checked to see if she was okay. The world around them faded as he focused solely on Blyana, his fingers brushing her forehead, feeling the chill of her skin. "Blyana, can you hear me?" he whispered, his voice thick with worry.

As the crowd of players gathered, a few girls on the sidelines began to murmur among themselves, their voices dripping with disdain. "What a good way to gather attention. She's such an attention seeker!" one of them sneered. Another chimed in, "What miraculous acting she's doing!" Their laughter cut through the tension like a knife, and Carson felt his blood boil.

He stood up, fury igniting within him. "You don't even know what she's going through," he shouted, his voice echoing in the gym. "And yet you're talking crap about her? Think before you say anything else! She's sick and tired, and you have no idea what she's dealing with!" His tone was low but fierce, a protective fire burning in his chest. He does not care about what happened earlier anymore, he can forget that but Blyana is still more important than that.

The girls fell silent, taken aback by his outburst. Carson returned to Blyana's side, his heart still racing, but now it was fueled by a fierce determination to protect her from the cruelty of others. He wouldn't let anyone diminish her struggle, not now, not ever. But he knew that something suspicious was going on otherwise Blyana would never, ever let anyone bully her. She knows how to fight for herself. She never stands for this kind of behavior towards herself.

The coach stood at the corner of the court, his voice echoing as he urgently called for a stretcher from the infirmary. His heart sank when he received the disappointing news: there were no stretchers available. Panic surged through him as he turned to the team, his expression grave. "We have to carry her ourselves," he announced, the weight of the situation settling heavily on everyone.

Before anyone could react, Carson sprang into action. Without a moment's hesitation, he scooped Blyana into his arms, her unconscious form cradled against him. The rest of the team stood frozen, processing the shock of the moment. Carson's determination ignited a spark of urgency; he dashed out of the gym, his feet pounding against the pavement as he raced toward the infirmary.

As he sprinted across the campus, the world around him blurred. He was oblivious to passersby's curious glances and shocked expressions, their eyes widening in disbelief at the sight of him carrying Blyana. She was not just a teammate; she was a friend, and he would do anything to get her the help she needed.

Carson's heart raced with each stride—not just from the exertion, but from fear. He could feel the weight of Blyana in his arms, and he silently willed her to wake up, to reassure him that she was okay. The campus seemed to stretch endlessly before him, but he pushed forward, fueled by adrenaline and a fierce determination to save her.

He ran to the infirmary carrying her, the panic was clear on his face as he told a campus doctor to examine her, he stood there while breathing heavily, the doctor checked her pulse and heartbeat while Carson looked at him with a bit of panic in his eyes and, the doctor reassured him saying that she was fine, she fainted because of overexertion and she was already sick. Carson found that her voice seemed slightly different, but he did not think about it much and eventually ignored it.

Carson sighed in relief and went out of the infirmary and found everyone running to catch up with him while he guessed how fast he ran with her. Everyone ran up to him asking how Blyana felt, he told them that she was feeling sick and overexerted which is why she fainted, while he reassured them that she was okay and resting now so they could continue their practice without Blyana today.

Blyana POV:

I woke up from an unfamiliar sleep to an unfamiliar room that had curtains around my bed, I guessed where I was just by the ordinary green and blue checked curtains, it was Hyedrelin's infirmary, but why was I lying there, while I tried to remember, a sudden familiar blur seen strikes my mind.

Ughhhhhhh...............Why am I so stupid, I made Carson bring this heavy creature in his arms, My Butt, that would have been soo romantic, why was I sleeping then, oh God, I am the most duped and stupid person on the Earth who made her crush carry her and never even experienced that, I wish if he could hold me like that again.

I jumped up from the bed but found no phone with me, it was definitely in my locker, oh ghosh now I have to go to the basketball court and get it all.

I asked the time a nurse who was filling some green liquid in a bottle-- is she a nurse or a scientist--and I asked her what the time was and my basketball practice was already over and everyone would have left till now. Oh NO, I missed it, Now I'll have to do the drills alone.

I went towards the court I was still in my shorts and jersey, I entered looking down while running I looked up and saw Carson there with a girl, Brezzy, I sighed thinking maybe Carson was just making a fool out of me, but I wasn't the one to go from their feeling heartbroken, I am the girl who could kick the ass of the one who broke my heart but I don't have the authority to. 

I would not kick Carson's ass but I would kick Brezzy's ass.

I stood there listening to their conversation as the hall was empty and closed so their voices echoed. I felt like something was wrong, they were arguing, and their voices were not clear but it seemed like suddenly Brezzy started shouting at him, and, I wasn't in the place to prove him right.

He took his stand and ended their friendship right then and then, WOWW, was it this easy, he should've done it earlier, but at least he did it now.