C.O.LO.R.S

|Chapter 3|: TKO

~*Chapter Three*~

2 weeks from then, was a week that changed a lot. The day it's self was like any other day, classes, homework, teasing, the usual. After school, I was supposed to meet Evan outside, so that we could walk to the park, but he wasn't in the courtyard. I showed up 10 minutes late because a teacher needed to talk to me after class, but he should've been there by now. I waited for half an hour, but still didn't see him, and he wouldn't answer my calls. So, I decided to walk around the school to see if he was anywhere there. I kept trying to call him as I searched, but every time, the call was sent straight to voicemail.

Hey, you've reached Evan. I'm not really available right now, so just leave a message and I...probably still won't call back. It's 2016 people, no one checks their voicemail anymore. Anyways, just try again later. *Beep*

"Hey, Evan. This is probably the 10th message I've left you but where are you? You told me to meet you in the courtyard in front of the school, but you weren't there." I walked around the side of he school, and turned down an alley to look there. "Uh, call me when you g-"

I froze, with shock. In front of me, there was someone laying on the concrete. They weren't moving, and their backpack was thrown to the side. Seeing, the backpack, made me guess that it was a student.

"Oh my God." I mumbled to myself.

I slowly made my way over to the body, until I close enough to see who it was. I gasped and ran towards them when I saw their face. Evan. I knelt beside him and placed my hands on his shoulders. 


"Evan? Evan, wake up." He was unconscious. I started to shake his shoulders in hopes to wake him up.

"Come on, Evan wake up! Evan?" He still wasn't moving. I could see his chest move, so I knew he was still alive, but he wasn't awake. I placed my hands on his face.

"Evan, you seriously need to wake up. I'm freaking out, Evan please." I looked past his face, my eyes widened at the sight. The concrete under his head was dark red, and damp. I lifted Evan's head, and placed my hands behind it. When I pulled one of my hands away, it was red and wet.

"Shit." I ripped off my jacket and balled it up, putting it under his head. I grabbed my phone off the ground and dialed 911.

"911, what is your emergency?"

"I need an ambulance. My friend must've hit his head or something, and now it's bleeding and he's unconscious."

"Where are you and we'll send one as soon as possible. Just stay put, and try to stop the bleeding. They're on their way." The woman said.

I told the woman the school's name and street location, then hung up the phone and looked back down at Evan. I moved his head and moved my stained jacket to my lap, and placed his head on the jacket. I tried my hardest not to freak out, and stay calm while the ambulance came. I'd never been in a situation like this before, and I didn't know what else to do. Tears welled up in my eyes, as I worried and freaked on the inside. I stroked Evan's hair, hoping that he couldn't feel the pain since he was unconscious. Soon, the ambulance arrived. They loaded Evan onto the stretcher and into the ambulance. I wiped my eyes with the back of my hand, and grabbed my stuff along with his.

Call me dramatic if you, but that's my best friend they just rolled away. If your best friend was unconscious, bleeding, and being rolled away on a stretcher, you'd probably cry too.

As the ambulance doors closed, I ran home with all of our stuff. I was sweaty and out of breath, when I finally arrived at my front door. After fumbling with the keys for a moment, I got inside and ran up to my room. My mom, wasn't home yet, so the good thing was that I wouldn't have to explain why I have blood on me to my mom. When I got to my room, I dropped everything and immediately changed clothes. I changed into some yoga pants, and a tank top, with a new sweatshirt over it. I grabbed my keys, wallet, Evan's backpack and my phone, and bolted back down the stairs, out of the house and to my car. As I drove down the street, all I could think about was how much I hoped Evan was awake.