"You enjoying this Alex?" Asked Zach.
"Fuck you," I mumbled.
Isaiah punched me in the stomach and I gasped for breathe. Connor and Zach pushed Ashton. Ashton's head hit a sink. Isaiah let go of me and then they ran off.
I immediately ran to where Ashton was laying. He had blood all over his shirt. He had a cut above his eye. I got a wet paper towel and started to wipe the blood off of his face. I felt like it was all my fault.
"I'm okay, Alex."
"You don't look like you are."
"So?"
"I'm going to take you to the hospital to make sure that you're okay. Okay?"
He stood up slowly. He didn't want my help. I could tell. I grabbed his hand and we walked to his house.
His parents actually were supportive of him being gay and they were really nice. They treated me like I was a part of their family. They even offered me a place to stay if I ever needed it. For a little while things were okay.
