Fuck Everybody!

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by xXxMouseBabyxXx

by xXxMouseBabyxXx

I pushed through the crowd, shoving people into walls, and crouched over the unconscious body that lye before me. I felt the tears coming. Not from sadness, but from fury.

"GET THE HELL AWAY FROM US!" I growled. Just then I toppled over Skye, still lifeless, my cheek burning from the foot that had just mad contact with my face. Bad move. I stood up and swung at the fucker that had the nerve to kick me, landing my fist right into his nose, causing it to bleed. I picked up Skye's limp body and ran to the office, almost tripping over my own feet.

"We need to get her to the hospital! NOW!!" I screamed.

The secretary jumped up and started dialing right away. Mr. Sweet burst through his office door. "What's going on here?" his eyes flickered over to Skye. "What the hell happened?"

"I'm not exactly sure. Last I saw her, she was ditching me, not wanting to go to lunch with me. Next thing I knew there was a huge crowd around her and she was unconscious!" I explained, tears now streaming down my face.

The ambulance finally arrived and I laid her on the stretcher, following them out.

"Oh, I may have broken some kid's nose. You may want to check on him." I shouted back before I got out the doors.

The ride to the hospital seemed to take forever. I just sat there staring at what I had caused. Jayy you're so stupid. She'll for sure hate you now. The doors to the ambulance opened, snapping me out of my thoughts. They got her into a room and stopped me before I could enter.

"I need her name, please." the nurse held a clipboard to her chest, pen ready for a response.

"Skye" I said trying to think of her last name. Had she even told me? I couldn't remember.

"Last name, please?" she started to get impatient.

"I don't know. We just met today."

"So you two have no relation?"

"No, but..."

"I'm sorry sir but I need a relative here before I can let you past. Are you sure you don't know her last name?"

"I'm sure. But you could call up the school and ask. We just came from Hollywood Arts High. Ask for Mr. Sweet." and with that, she just walked away. She looked back at me and told me to take a seat in the waiting room. I didn't want to be sitting here. I wanted to be in there, with her. I didn't care if she hated me, I just knew I needed to be there. Soon another nurse came over to me sitting next to me, she was much older than the last nurse I had spoken to.

"Excuse me sir, you may go see her now, she's still not conscious but her parents are both at work and she's going to need someone in there when she awakens. I shouldn't be doing this, but tell them you're her boyfriend. I know you aren't and you just met her today, but not many people are willing to take a blow to the face to help someone they had just met without feeling something..... more than just a friendship." she smiled but I just looked at her puzzled. How could she know? Was the side of my face red? Bruised? I hadn't even noticed the pain, until now. she seemed to be reading my mind. "I will be back to take a look at that, make sure nothing has shifted." she patted me on the shoulder before signaling me to follow her.

Soon I found myself in a small white room. Her body still as cold as when she left me. I couldn't help but hate myself for what I had done to her.