Sticks and Stones

Discusting

{cursing and mild gore}

The walk to school was usual but as I arrived at school it was a different story. I feel like everyone was staring at me. It felt soul crushing. I felt like I had committed a horrible crime. Which I had a crime of selfishness.

I kept my head low for the rest of the day. Seeing Oort was painful. He sat far away from me not making eye contact. That stung. But I deserved it. I deserved every sort of punishment.

I sat alone at lunch. Things happening around me didn't matter. Conflict between students. A fight broke out and I stood by Oort's side in the crowd watching. Making sure Fisher was okay. But I knew I had to leave quickly after get away from Oort.

Finally getting home I was alone my mom nowhere to be found.

I went into my closet. I dug behind some shoeboxes to find my knife she gave me as a gift. Forgetting my homework I ran out of the house locking the door behind me. Hiding the knife under my hoody. One I never wore in a long time.

I ran to the nearest small 'forest' ignoring the burning in my lungs. Stopping I heaved, the dryness of my throat killing me. I sat down leaning on a tree closing my eyes. Breathing deeply filling my lungs.

A snap of a twig startled me causing me to open my eyes. A few figures stand in front of me. I slowly get up observing they were much older than I am.

"Whatchu doin' here man? Did Fang send you? How much did he pay you?" One barked. Panicked I fumbled the knife out of its holster holding it clenched to my side.

They stepped back bearing their own weapons.

"I-I wasn't sent by anyone. I just wanted to be alone." I stammered fear racking my body. They look at each other and chuckle.

"We don't like liars little man." The other spit walking towards me. I point the knife at them my weak grip causing me to drop it. The first man putting his foot on it scuffing it towards himself. Picking it up he checked it out he seemed surprised.

"What's a kid like you doing with a blade like this?" He said both of them starting to move in pinning me to the tree.

"It was a gift." I whimpered.

"Ey, Chain we can let this fucker go can we? He might report us." The second said cautiously.

"You're right, we can't have any snitches on our tails." The first said. "One stab should do the trick, teach Fang and his guys a lesson." A sharp pain hit me in my lower torso. A resinating heat stays along with some discomfort.

I collapse on the ground. Out cold from shock.

"Wasd!!" Oort's voice calls as he picks me up the pain still present.

"How did you find me?" I asked he stopped, looking at me with confusion in his face. Shrugging he disappeared and everything faded to darkness.

I woke up weak. He daylight fading. I rested myself on my elbow the sting of pain causing me to wince. I look down at my stomach. A dark stain grows slowly on my hoodie. I unzip it revealing my white button up absorbing most of the blood.
I shift from my side to an upright sitting position.

"Ah shit."I swore as blood began to ooze from the wound from the slight movement. I put my hand keeping pressure on it as the sticky thick liquid leaking through my fingers.

I try standing but my knees buckle under me causing fall to the loose dirt covered ground. Crawling until I finally muster the strength to stand up hobbling home.

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Fumbling for the key I opened the door fingers crossed she wasn't there. I walked as fast as I could to the bathroom.

Shutting the door I locked it stumbling towards the counter. My hand still tightly held on my stomach. Quickly I ripped my hoodie off tossing to the floor.

I reached for the first aid kit grabbing a gauze and some hydrogen peroxide. I grabbed a few small cloths one I rolled up holding in between my teeth, the other I ran under some hot water.

Unbuttoning my white stained shirt I then began opening the peroxide and pouring some on the cut. I bit down screaming quietly. I looked down the white foam dissolving. Keeping the cloth in my teeth I took the other and carefully cleaned the blood around it wincing with every dab.

When it was as clean as I could get it I put gauze on it wrapping a bandage around my torso. I couldn't go to the hospital it's all the way across town. I can't even drive I usually get Oort to drive me...

I'll be fine. Tomorrow's another day. It'll all be fine.
I'll just sleep and pretend nothing happened.

I trudged over to my room. Feeling weak from the walk back home. I slowly sit on my bed wincing as I hunch over squishing my injury.

"Oh crap." I groaned looking at dark red drops of blood staining the carpet. I grab my phone unlocking it I totally forget my background, a picture of Oort and I in front of a giant Christmas tree taken only a few years ago.

I push the thoughts back in my mind. Opening up the internet I quickly typed in 'how to remove blood stains from carpet'. How convenient that all I needed was cold water, soap and peroxide.

Tossing my phone on the bed I strain to get up and once again head to the bathroom.

Once I finished cleaning up the blood droplets I just went to bed. I need to rest.

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Oooh snap what a unfortunate chain of events. I'm sorry Wasd. He'll be fine. Maybe... It isn't as bad as it seems. I swear. ಠ‿↼ Byeeeee!!! <3