Broken-tronnor-

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Connors pov.

The sound of a crack made it's way to my ears.
Shooting pain ran from my wrist all the way through my arm.

I can feel the pain. I can hear the laughs coming from the people in front of me. I feel my cheeks becoming wet from tears running down my face.
I cry out in pain in hope of someone noticing that something is actually wrong.
The laughing becomes louder and louder in my ears and the pain beginning to take over my thoughts.

"Oh what's the matter faggot? Are you in pain?" The mocking begins.
I sit here unable to do anything. I can't move. I can't Do anything
"Oh poor baby. Is your arm hurt?" More mocking
I can't feel my arm anymore.
I look down to see bruising and swelling already starting to form.

The people standing in front of me seem to notice the swelling and bruising.
"oh fuck I think we broke it"
I can hear the rustling down the hallway as they run so they don't get caught.

With my other arm limp, I reach into my pocket with my fine hand and grab my phone to call someone

"Zoe" I struggle
"Connor what's wrong."
"Go t-to the ha- hall" I manage to force out
"Okay. I'll find you."

I see Zoe rushing down the hallway searching for me

"Oh god. Connor what the hell happened?"

I just looked down to my arm and she got the hint immediately.