Ryan's pov.
After calling Shawn and waiting for my strawberry vanilla smoothie, a few long and endless years of my life just passed. Actually no I'm just being sarcastic. Only 2 minutes and 37 seconds have passed since I called him. I haven't talked to him since a few hours before he was in coma. Harsh much? Yeah, it wasn't the really nice type of conversations that childhood friends have anyways...oh! My smoothie! Yesss!
Delicious,sweet,good and tasty all in one.Oh yeah! As I was saying...well thinking more likely,narrating? Okay...whatever. Just being myself and a good friend,we talked it out a little...okay it's more like a screaming and fighting type of conversation were Yours Truly beat the living crap out of him very skillfully...
Okay! okay! he won! When I tried to tackle him! He grabbed my arm skillfully,somehow allowing him to evade my tackle and unmovilised me without even trying...and yes I was the one screaming at him and yes I tackled him out of pure anger...but I only did it so he would stop walking away and for once just listen to me.
But yess he did let go of me out of nowhere and I fell on my face and it hurted a lot and the only words he said to me in that sweet and painful moment was "Stop following me" and I assure you that's a lot for me he hasn't talked to me before that since half a year with two months or something so it was a surprise for me those three words he told me...but did I from all the people in the world listen? Nop! I just followed closely behind and got myself a broken limb,a bruised up face and a few fractured ribs. Yes it was all for friendship! Was it worth it? Well...maybe not for anyone else,but for me it was awesome and totally worth it.
Just think about it as a video game were the person fights and stuff and me being the awesome savior of this mute idiot and saving the day! Yeah I'll just imagine it like that...for my sake. Did it happen like that? I only wished it did. Let me resume it a little.
I fought with him...tried at least,he walked away after letting me hit the ground,I followed him,then these guys came out of nowhere and started to fight with him,it was dark and they had an advantage with numbers, while he just didn't seem to mind the excess of people he was about to fight to go home that night alive,me being an idiot for following him got in the fight I startled him when he heard me scream...when something really important broke,in that moment I fell to the floor and one thing I didn't notice before was that they had knives! He got stabbed in the stomach because of me...that was more painful than my own pain at the moment...I noticed he got mad and beat the living shit out of them, then neared me...I will not go into details because I felt dizzy,lightheaded and passed out...well I actually don't remember much besides waking up on a hospital bed and following him...So yeah! I saved the day and became a hero! Yaaaay! I wished that really happened...because being honest I don't remember anything...the truth in resume is that I don't remember what happened...
I heard the door open once more and I stared at it and there my friends,compadres,comrades and other useful words to describe a good group of people,was my dear childhood friend Shawn! The one and only that let me copy all my math exams in first grade, I know I know,it was a special occasion I will never forget,even if it was more like a year... but still it was special because we never got caught! Great right?!
I noticed that he was calling me but I didn't answer. Why? He said he remembered me somehow and I want to know if it's true.
Shawn's pov.
He left me in voice mail again it's the third time I've called...
"Looks like someone wants you to go find him" it said chirpy.
"I cant remember a lot of his face..."I said.
"Well then we all know that broken legs aren't that common here" it said.
"What do you-" I stopped in mid sentence as I looked around and stopped when I saw a dude with dark blue eyes and brown hair looking out the window,the thing that cought my attention was his leg and crutches.

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How she found me
Novela JuvenilShawn Windslow. He suffers from depression and schizophrenia. His life as people would describe, a living hell. His parents died when he was turning 15. Tragic isn't it? Shawn since then didn't want to live. He thought it wasn't fair while his paren...