**Landon's POV**
We all heard the screech from outside the chemistry classroom, but I didn't really care. I was too busy thinking of James, when he ran out of the room crying. Why was he crying?
Was it something I did?
I wasn't sure, and it wasn't until someone screamed that I snapped out of it. People were huddled by the window, looking out with shocked faces. I got up just as everyone started talking.
"Is he ok?"
"He's not moving!!"
"Call 911!!"
"We need an ambulance!"
"We have to help him!"
"What happened?"
Everyone was in a panic beside me. Pushing my way through them, I looked to see what everyone was in a panic about.
I saw red as I sprinted outside. James, oh no James... I thought as I ran towards his still body. As soon as I realized it was him lying on the ground, blood already starting to pool around his head, I had rushed out. As much as I hated him right now, I still felt a pull towards him. A pull that I couldn't get rid of no matter how hard I tried to hate him. He clearly didn't like me though, I don't know why I couldn't just get over him.
I shook my head to clear these thoughts as I knelt beside him, gently stroking the hair on his forehead. I didn't care that I was kneeling in the pool of blood, I wanted him to wake up and talk to me. I didn't care if they were words of hatred, that would be better than no words at all.
"James, James, please wake up." I say, still stroking his hair. Still no response. "James?" I say, shaking his shoulder softly, trying to get him to wake up. I hadn't noticed that I was crying until a stray tear landed on his face. I gently wiped it off, just as the ambulance pulled up.
"Son, you're going to have to move. We need to take him to the hospital." A paramedic came up to me and pulled me to my feet. I nodded numbly, an empty feeling in my chest. I hadn't felt this feeling since before I met James. I had gotten used to it, but then I met James and I felt happier. Complete. But as I watched him get lifted into the ambulance on a stretcher, the emptiness seemed to grow bigger.
I stood there, swaying back and forth on my feet, exploring this emptiness. I felt as if I needed to go to him, not just to fill the void, but I felt like he needed me also. I felt a hand on my shoulder, and I turned to see Ms. Eisner looking at me, concern in her eyes.
"Landon, why don't you go home?" She says softly. I just shake my head, not processing what she's saying. Everything is fuzzy in a way, where my mind is just everywhere except here. I just couldn't concentrate knowing that his life was in danger. I just stared at Ms. Eisner blankly until she sighed.
"Come on Landon, let's go to the principal's office to see what arrangements we can make about taking you home." She says to me, grabbing my arm and towing me back into the school. I followed her blindly, looking at things around me, but not actually seeing them. I stumbled a few times, barely registering them. Luckily Ms. Eisner and a couple other students that had acompanied us caught me before I fell. I couldn't even think about James anymore, it was as if my brain was numb. We finally reached the principle's office, but by now my eyes had started blurring around the edges.
My breath quickened for a moment before I blacked out.
****(few hours later)*****
I heard whispering beside me, so I groaned and rolled over, snuggling in the comfy sheets. Mmm... I could just lay in bed all day. Maybe I could play the sick card and stay home today. Letting out a sigh, I rested some more.
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