Just your Wingman

Hugs and Scars

Am I dead?

If I am...why does my whole body ache. Why is it so dark? Even if
I'm dead... Where is everyone else? Am I alone? Again?

I hear a ringing in my ear. What is that? As if someone is trying to wake me. But if I'm dead...how do they wake me?

The ringing is starting to get louder. My body feels paralyzed. I see a small light. Wake me.

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My eyes flickered open. My head ached. My eyes burned. All I could see was a white ceiling. I felt a pillow under me and a blanket over me. I'm in a bed. I felt something on top of my lap.

"Move..." I whispered to myself. I had to command myself to do it. With all my force I sat up. I looked at my surrounding. A hospital room. It was a simple room. A small simple desk was near me and a small wooden chair was propped in the corner. A rolling table was in front of my bed, a plate of apple sauce and a spoon was on top of it.

"Why am I here?" I thought to myself. Then I remembered the tornado. I remembered myself paralyzed. I remembered hearing the footsteps. I remembered the green eyes.

I looked down at my lap. Charlotte. She was fast asleep, her blonde hair all over her. Her hair seemed messy and tiring. It looked as if she was waiting for me for days. I teared up a little. "You're alive...you're really okay..." I thought with joy. Relief filled my body.

"Yo, Charlotte." I heard someone from outside the door. I looked up to see who it was. "I got your water-" he said as he got inside. He froze as he saw me. Ryan. His eyes widened but he acted cool and calmly said, "So your awake. First of all its been two day. Second, stay hydrated." He threw me the water bottle. All it did was fall to my lap. I still couldn't move without me commanding myself too.

Tears blurred my eyes. "You're alive." I chuckled, "I'm so glad." Ryan looked at me in shock. His cheeks seemed to redden. I knew it was an odd way to act to someone who's your rival but I was so happy. "Uh...I'm gonna go call your mom..." He said awkwardly. He stepped out the room to go.

"Wait!" I said loudly. My voice cracked a little. He jumped. He looked back at me, His face was red as a crayon, "Yes?"

"Are the others okay?" I asked. His face softened, "They're all okay." I smiled back at him, tears in my eyes. "Thank you." I said with so much emotion. He smiled back at me, "No problem..."

Charlotte's eyes flickered open. Her blue eyes locked on mine. "Good morning." I whispered to her. Charlotte smiled at me softly. Tears streamed down her face. "Good morning." She sniffed. She hugged me tightly, "Don't ever scare me like that again..." I hugged her back, "Don't worry, I'm right here..."

My mom came into the room. Tears streamed down her red face. Her hair was messy and her clothes we're wrinkled. She covered her mouth in relief. She ran up to both of us and gave me a tight hug, "Wendy...Wendy my baby...you're okay....your okay baby, mommy has got you." She said through her sniffles. My mom cried into my shoulder. I cried into hers."I love you mommy." I said sincerely. "I love you to my baby." My mom cried into my shoulder.

Suddenly three other people barged into the room. Charlotte, my mom, and I looked to see who it was. Matt, Tess, and Mayla looked at us astonished. As they saw me, they ran to me quickly. They all tackled me with hugs. Everyone had tears of joy in their eyes. "I can't believe you Wen!" Mayla shouted in joy.

After the hugs, Tess looked me in the eyes. Her eyes were teary. "Why didn't you tell me you had a condition. We could have helped." Mayla grabbed my hand, "Yeah Wen, if we knew you had-" I cut her off, "Don't say the name of my condition. I never want to hear what it's called."

Matt looked at me confused, "Why wouldn't you want to know?" I looked at my bed sheet, "It's like knowing a murderer's name. Why would I want to know the name of a thing that could kill me any second?"

Tess hugged me tight, "We won't let that happen."

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Thursday. Three day before the incident. The second day of my awakening. I walked the halls, my friends protectively beside me. They said that they would never leave my side. As I walked the halls, I noticed no one really cared I was back from the hospital. Figures, these people never cared for me anyway.

As I got to my first class, Success 101, I sat at my desk. Once the teacher got into class she immediately looked at me. "Wendy Castro?! You're here!! In my class!! You are okay?" She asked astonished. I smiled at her, "Yes Mrs.Cotton."

"Everyone give a hand for our brave student!" She exclaimed. Everyone applauded formally. I felt a little embarrassed. No respect to brave student was kinda overwhelming. The students finally looked at me with respect. Like I wasn't a nobody at this school. I looked around smiling, a little pleased.

Then all of that stopped however. When my eyes laid on Erick, who sat in the front row applauding. Near his right eyes, was a huge scar, from the top of the eye to the bottom. It was a light red, so that meant it was fresh. When did he get that? When did that happen?

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After class I ran up to catch Erick. "Erick!" I yelled running to him. He looked back to see me. He smiled softly, "I'm glad your okay."

"Whatever about that. What's with this cut near your eye?" I said concerned. I reached out to touch it but he caught my hand. "Don't touch it. It's fine. It's just a minor injury."

"It looks deep." I said reaching to touch it again. He let me this time. It was deep. It was like a small crater on his face. "Tell me." I insisted.

He sighed, "Fine. When I was walking home a cat pounced on me and scratched my face."

I arched my eyebrows at him. I grabbed his hand and sunk my nails into his palm. "The truth Erick." I commanded.

He tugged away from, "Ow, okay okay." He looked at his palm. Three nail marks. "You didn't have to be so mean."

He sighed and looked away. He seemed a little embarrassed, considering his face was red, "During the tornado attack, I slipped out of the gym and found you on the floor."

My eyes widened. It was him. "I carried you out, but while that happened a loose shard flew near my eye and cut my skin. I was lucky it wasn't my eye. After that I carried you to the gym." He continued.

"So...so your that guy..." My face turned red. His was red too, "Yeah...I guess so."