Splatter the Red Paint

The Visit

I didn't go to school for the next couple of days, which was nice but also horrible.

The whole time I kept my door locked, and almost every hour he would come up stairs and bang on my door yelling at me to open up. But I would just ignore it and lay in my bed.

It was easy to ignore him and it was also easy to pass the time. I would think of josh the whole time, and time to time he would text me.

The first day I wasn't at school he texted me right away wondering where I was, I told him I had gotten sick and I should be at school soon. But that was a bit of a lie since I had no idea when I was going back to school.

A couple times josh would ask if he could come and visit me, but I said he couldn't ever time. I didn't want him to find out, and I didn't want him to see me like this. And every time he would ask, I would start to cry thinking of him and how he cared. Someone who actually cared for me was just on the other side of the phone. And I was slightly pushing him away.

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He asked again today, " hey lex, is today okay for me to come over? Sorry for asking so much"

"It's okay, you don't have to be sorry, but I guess you could come over. I think he's left so it should be fine."

I hadn't left my room since that day, so I was starving but it didn't bother me. Another thing was that I didn't really know if he was here or not, so I took the chance and moved my limping body out of bed and walked to the door.

I creaked it open, and waited for any noise. Nothing.

So I moved a bit more , opening the door and finally leaving my room. Again listening to noise,but still nothing.

I was already about at the stairs, and I still heard nothing, and I proceeded threw the house and no one was home. "Yeah the cost in clear, you can come over" I texted back and went back upstairs.

When I got back into my room, I took one look around and it was a complete mess. Shit. Oh well then, I walked over to my bed, and pulled the sheets a bit to find blood on the sheets. It had been dried on from a past time, but I didn't care they had to come off.

This was so much harder than it should of been. Laying down hurt, standing hurt, walking hurt. So pulled on sheets and hoping to got I don't fall backwards was running threw my mind.

I had about 3 corners off when I heard something downstairs. I scrambled and tugged harder on my sheets to get off, and they did except I kept going.

It was like in slow motion the fall was. I could see the sheets go up in the air and me slowly falling butt first of course. But when I watched, I saw someone standing at my door I could make out to who it was but when I saw them, the sheets flew over my face and that's when I hit the ground.

The pain shot up my whole body, making me cringe in the pain which made it worst. The tears falling down my face didn't take long for them to turn into waterfalls, and my manic moaning cry caught up right after.

I didn't know what to do except just lye in the sheets. I didn't want to move, since the pain was still radiating, and I didn't know what to do with someone was at my door. 'Please be josh, please be josh, please be josh'

I could a slight laugh coming closer, and soon I saw their face. It was of course josh. But his laughing stopped right away once he saw me.

"Oh god!" He didn't have to say anything else. He began whipping the tears off my face, helped me up a bit. He had me in the cradling position as if he had been holding a baby.

When I finally looked at his face, tears began to fall down his own. But he immediately whipped them away.

"What.... What happened to you?"