Ryan

Trouble

I went right to the math room. The bell rang. I went inside and again sat at the back corner. The bell rang.  Luckily they didn't have this class with me. It was definitely gonna be better than 1st period. 

~~~~Time Skip~~~~

It was a boring class. I already know all the stuff we are going over. So tomorrow I can sleep through it. I left the classroom and started walking to my next class which was across the school. I hear a familiar voice say my name. I look towards where it came from. I see the fist before it made contact with my face. My nose was bleeding. "Ow! That hurt. Why did yo–" I was cut off by another punch but this time to the back of the head. I kept getting hit by from everywhere  and all I could hear was "Kill yourself" "Cut your arms too" "Why do you even exist." 
I started to cry. "Look the little bitch is crying for his mom."  I was on the floor. I received kicks everywhere and it hurt to move.
It was a while until they left. I looked up no one was in the hall. I got up and limped to the nurse. How am I gonna go to class like this? I saw the door of the nurses office but I fainted.
I woke up in the hospital. I looked up to see a doctor looking at me with a serious look. He told me I had a concussion, 3 bruised ribs, a broken arm and a sprained ankle.
I went to stand up and all I felt was pain. I screamed in agony. The doctor came over and told me to lie down and that everything is going to be OK. I calmed myself and fell onto the mattress. It hurt but I stifled the scream this time. He said that my dad was on his way.
I waited for what seemed like forever. "Where is he?" I asked. The doctor shrugged. A nurse rushed in. She mumbled something to him and he shot out the door. The nurse stayed however. "What happened?"
She jumped. I guess she forgot about me being in the room. "Oh nothing sweetie just another patient was rushed in."
"What's his name?"
"Keith."
"Keith what?"
"Keith Ottiva" she shuddered.
"That's my dad!" A look filled with horror came from the nurse.
"Wait so ur his son?" I nodded. She screamed and ran out. Why did she scream? The doctor from before came in and told me my dad died. I looked blankly at them. My mind was racing with random thoughts.
"You also have to leave this hospital." I looked up in surprise. "You don't have money to pay us for helping you so we are going to stop helping," he replied harshly. I nodded.
He gave me my clothes and I changed and left. I didn't care about the pain anymore. I was too angry. I went home and went to bed. Could this day have gone any worse?