I grab the crutches from him and walk out of the room to mom, Isac and Linda.
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'What did he say?' Isac stands up and walks to me.
'Nothing's broken, only sprained. Need to walk with these crutches for a while. No sports, no running.' I say moody.
'It'll be alright.' Isac says and hugs me.
'Can we go home?' I ask. Mom nods. I don't like hospitals.
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'Bye.' I say to Isac and Linda and walk towards my front door. 'Isac, make sure to put some ice on your eye!'
'Yeah, I will! Don't worry about me, stupid!' He says and laughs.
Mom opens the front door for me.
'Do you want some food?' She asks.
'No not hungry.' I say.
'But you haven't eaten the whole day! Take at least a sandwich or something!'
'Do we have soup?' I ask.
'Yeah I can make that.'
'I would like that then.' I walk into the living room and sit down on the couch. I hate this day. Why did I have to go to that party? It ruined everything.
'Honey, the soup is ready!' Mom yells from the kitchen. I stand up, grab my crutches and walk to the kitchen. I sit down on a chair. 'Does it hurt?' Mom asks, looking at me.
'Yeah.' I say. Ofcourse it does, come on.
'Maybe a painkiller will help?' She hands me a pill. I take it with some water.
'Thanks.' I say and yawn.
'Maybe you should go to sleep when you've finished your soup.' Mom says. I nod. I eat my soup quickly and then get up. 'I'll help you up the stairs.' Mom walks with me to the stairs. I give my crutches to her and grab the guardrail. I slowly start walking up the stairs with my mom behind me. Finally I'm on the second floor.
'I'll be fine now.' I grab my crutches from my mom and walk to the bathroom. I brush my teeth and then head to my bedroom, jumping straight into bed. I close my eyes. Everything what happened comes back into my mind. I try to not think of it but it won't help. I see Rodney's drunk face in front of me again causing me to get scared.
'He's not here. There's noting wrong.' I whisper to myself. After some hours I hear my mom going to bed. I try to fall asleep again. Nope... After two hours I give up. I sit up in my bed and grab my phone. I open messages and write a text to Isac.
''I can't sleep."
''Me neither.'' Isac texts back. ''Come outside.''
''K.''
I step out of my bed and grab a sweater from my chair, putting it on. Then I put some leggings and warm socks on. It'll be pretty cold outside. Then I head out of my room as quietly as I can, trying not to wake my mom. When I reach the stairway I think a while of how I'm getting downstairs. Then I sit down on a step and go down one by one. When I reach downstairs, I quickly put some shoes on, not trying to have so much pain. Then I head out, closing the door softly behind me.
' Hey!' I hear Isac yell softly. He waves.
'Hey.' I reply. He walks towards me. Wait, he has his bike with him?
'Why?' I ask, nodding my head towards the bike.
'I know some place we can go.' He says.
'I'm not sure.' I say. 'It's midnight.'
'Come one! It'll be fun!' He says and pouts.
'Okay then.' I sigh. 'Will you cycle?'
' Yes, jump on my luggage carrier.' Isac says. I sit down holding my crutches in front of me. ' You ready?'
' Yep.' I say. Isac starts cycling. I hold one arm around his waist. I close my eyes and feel the cold night air stroking my face. This is nice.
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'We're here.' Isac says and stops cycling. I open my eyes to see a river. I jump off his carrier.
'Why here?' I ask, frowning at him.
'It's nice here.' He says. He puts a blanket on the ground. 'Sit down.'
I sit down on the blanket and stare to the water.
'Why couldn't you sleep?' Isac asks.
'Why couldn't you?'
'I asked first.'
'Just thoughts.' I say not wanting to tell him. 'You?'
'Well, same actually.' He says, looking into my eyes. I stare back. He starts leaning in, looking at my lips and then back into my eyes. Wait, is he going to kiss me? Suddenly he presses his lips on mine. I pull away quickly.
'Isac..' I start. 'What, uhm, I don't see you that way.'
Isac's pov:
'Sorry, I..' I'm so happy that it's dark because my face must look like a tomato right now.
'I really like you but just as a friend, you know?' Brooklyn says, frowning.
'Yeah I don't know why I did that.' I say and shrug.
'Let's go home.' Brooklyn suggests and I nod. I bring her home and then go to my own house. Man, that was awkward. And I do know why I kissed her. I love that girl. You know that moment when you look at someone eating or writing or whatever and you're just like ''I love you so much'' ? Well I had that when I saw her walking out the doctor's room. And no way that I'm giving up on her. Never.
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JE LEEST
The New Girl
FanfictionThis story is about Brooklyn who just moved from America to Finland. She meets Isac, who becomes her best friend. But he hides something from her. Will his secret ruin their friendship?