Sticks and Stones

Pain

Flashing in and out of consciousness it's as if everything is in slow motion.
"Wasd!?!" A familiar voice yelled kneeling next to me. I see little droplets of red on the white tile floor. More yelling. Sobbing. But the sobbing doesn't come from my pain.

Darkness. Nothingness.

"W-Wasd stay with me." A voice called to me it then fading away. Everything is echoey. Blinking the pain comes back causing me to want to curling up into a tight ball. But the pain making me unable to move anything.

"Wasd can you hear me?" A blurry face asked in front of me. Nodding I had no idea who it was, but sounded somewhat familiar. Helping me up and handing me my bent glasses I turned to see who this person was.
"Thanks." I said smiling. Oort smiled worriedly at me. The smell of metal the only present smell I sense.

As we reach the boys bathroom I hug him tight, so tight I put too much pressure on my bruises causing me to wince. Pulling away glancing at his shoulder that I was resting my head on, drops of red on the yellow fabric.

"Oh crap. I'm sorry I ruined your shirt." I muttered running some water from the tap.

"Don't worry about it, I don't care." He placed his hand lovingly on my shoulder. His warm smile beaming on me like a ray of sunshine. He walked closer to me looking me in the eyes. The tension between us unbearable.

Not holding back I stepped forward connecting our lips. And a mending feeling filled my chest. A warm tingling sensation was produced between our lips syncing together. We break apart resting our foreheads together.
"What was that for?" He whispered stepping back. His upper lip covered in my blood.

"A thanks to you." I laughed pointing at his face. A confused look covering his face. Shaking my head I walked towards him grabbing a paper towel soaked with water. I stepped closer to him so our hips touched wiping the blood away. Handing him the wet, crumpled up piece of paper towel he, ever so delicately wiped away the blood from my nose.he touched a tender part causing me to wince a bit.

"Sorry." His voice quiet and deep.

"It's fine don't worry it's just a little tender." I pecked his lips. Holding him closer. I didn't want this moment to end.

"We should call your mom. She'll pick us up." I froze and stiffened up. She can't know she'll be so worried and mad that I didn't tell her. I looked up at Oort shaking my head violently. His eyebrows furrowed, his face puzzled.

"What do you mean?" He asked me searching my eyes.
Holding out my hand I guided him to our beloved meeting spot. Sitting down I looked at him taking a shaky breath.

"I don't want you to call my mom." I told him holding his hands. "I just don't want her to worry, that's why I didn't tell you for so long." I looked up at him like a shunned puppy.

"Why couldn't you tell me." He asked looking away from me.

"I ca— I didn't want you to worry about me." I gasped a lump growing in my throat. Oort looked back at me tears in his eyes.

"Can't you trust me enough?!" He hiccuped gently brushing hair from my eyes. "I could've prevented this." Sniffling he lifted my shirt exposing my stomach. He covered his mouth in shock pulling me closer for a hug.
My ear pressed close to his chest hearing his heart beat and inconsistent breathing. The moment lasting for what felt like an eternity stopped as he spoke.

"Let's go home. There is no other way we can get dismissed from school." He stood up wiping the tears away.

Gravity pushed down on me my weak body as I willed to stand up. Oort lightly wrapped his arm around my waist guiding me to the front office.

Sitting me down on one of the couches by the office Oort went to the secretary telling her we needed to go home. I sat quietly every breath sore and long. Looking over at Oort his face twisted with worry holding the phone close to his ear.

"Noe? Yeah it's Oort can you come pick us up? Wasd isn't feeling too well. Thanks bye." His voice sounding thick, like it was underwater.

Taking a seat beside me he pecked my cheek as I slowly rest my head on his shoulder. The silence of the hallways eerie and depressing.

As we wait I begin to think, what is Oort was never there? What would've happened to me?
I shiver at the thought Oort taking notice wrapping his arm around me. His body heat calming me to a point of tranquility.

My mom is going to kill me...

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Am I making these too short? How long should I make these chapters anyway? I have no clue oh well I promise next one will be longer ಠ‿↼ ttyl!! <3