We Are The Kids Our Parents Warned Us About

We are the kids our parents warned us about (31)

I find him, on the ground holding onto his leg. His face is bloody and his firsts are still wrapped up. I gasp and sliding over next to him.

"Aiden, are you okay?" I ask putting a hand against his chest. I hear Dylan run behind me while Aiden groans in pain and I can see the tears threatening to come out. He doesn't like to cry in front of people who he hasn't known for a long time.

He looks up at me and a tear runs down his face. "Please help me." I nod and Dylan and I grab him, while he winces in pain. We carry him, to the back of the car and I stay with him in the back. Dylan goes to the front of the car while I hold Aiden. 

"We need to get you to a hospital." I tell him.

"No!" He manages to blurt out. "They'll ask questions."

"Aiden," I sigh sadly. "You need help. I think your leg is broken."

"Lexi, please." He pleads. My hands shake as I start to panic. He needs help but he doesn't want to get in trouble. I don't know what to do. I'm not good at this. I'm not good at making decisions.

"Lexi?" I hear Dylan asks. I look up and our eyes meet in the rare view mirror.

"Hospital." He nods and starts driving. 

"No! Lexi." I look down at him, trying to ask for forgiveness.

"Don't worry, just relax." I press a smile on my face.

"Don't worry I know a hospital close by. There's a shirt in the back somewhere. Put it on him." He says.

I nod and look around. I see a grey shirt and grab it. I carefully put it on him as he curses silently. "Tell me what happened." I order.

"Street fighting. I got mad and went against the strongest one. I won and all his friends beat the shit out of me." He replies.

I close my eyes, letting out a breath. "You're such an idiot."

"I know." He groans.

Dylan parks into a parking lot and we both grab Aiden again, getting him inside.

"Someone please help, he's really hurt!" I shout as soon as we get in. Nurses look over at us and immediately grab a wheelchair. We set him down and they take him. One of the woman come up to me, looking worried.

"What happened?" She asks.

"He got beat up by some random people. He was able to call me to come pick him up." I quickly lie.

She nods, writing something down on a notepad. "Does he have any family I can contact?"

"Yeah, I'm his sister." I lie once again. If his parents knew about this they would freak out. Especially since they're on a trip for their anniversary. I know Aiden wouldn't want to make them cancel just to come for him.

"Your parents?" She asks.

"They're out of the country."

She nods and looks over at Dylan. "And who's this?"

I look at him and before I can think my mouth opens. "My boyfriend." I blurt out.