Drag Me Through Hell

Chapter 2

Evan's P.O.V.
Isabelle walked over to me and put away her headphones and put her phone in her back pocket. She helped me up, she was really short compared to me. I'm 5'7 and she looked about 5'0.
"Are you okay?" She said softly, looking up at me, and at my wounds. She had a small frown as she studied each one carefully.
     "Yeah.. I'll be fine, thanks." I said, I looked down at her as we walked towards the nurses office. She looked at her feet as we walked. The school was quiet since everyone was in class, well almost everyone besides the pot heads that spend all day behind the gym.
     We got to the nurse and I opened the door for her. She thanked me as a small smile swept across her dark red lips. I walked in behind her.
     "Mrs.Wilson, someone got into a fight again and Mr.Puente wanted me to bring him here." She said walking over to where the nurse was filling out paperwork.
     "Alright, how bad is it?" Mrs.Wilson asked, I'm assuming so she would know what to take out to take care of the wounds on my face.
     "He has a gash on his lip and forehead." Isabelle said studying each wound one more time, still frowning as she did.
     "Alright, sit right here." She said pushing out the chair next to her and putting on gloves, then putting a clear gel on a cotton swab. I put my bag down and sat next to her.
     "This is going to sting a little bit, but it will keep your cuts from getting infected." She said smearing the clear gel on my forehead and lip. I winced a little, she wasn't joking when she said it stung. She wiped up the blood that had dripped from my cuts and put a few bandaids on me.
"Alright you two can go back to class." She said throwing away the things she used to clean up the cuts. I grabbed my bag and me and Isabelle went out the door.
"Wanna just sit at the lunch tables?" Isabelle asked walking the exact opposite way of the OCS room.
"So the teachers pet isn't taking me to OCS and ditching?" I said slightly laughing, following her to the table in the corner of the outside patio.
"Sound pretty happy for someone who was just in a fight, plus I'm not having the best day so I don't feel like going to class or dealing with the principal. Plus I saw the fight, you didn't start it." She said as we sat down across from each other.
"Well what happened?" I asked.
"What?" She questioned.
"Whats making you have a bad day?" I asked again.
"Nothing, its really stupid", she spoke softly as a frown dawned on her.
"Im sure its not." I said, hoping I could help her, since she could've taken me to the principals office and gotten me suspended, but didn't.
"My boyfriend and I got into a fight last night." She said while she used her folded arms as a pillow on top of the table. I could tell that that wasn't the full story, but I wasn't going to push her to tell me, it was obviously personal and we barely knew each other.
"Wow, that is stupid..." I replied jokingly, hoping I could at least make her laugh.
"Thanks", she said slightly laughing.
     "Hey, if your laughing you must not be having that bad of a day." I said slightly nudging her. She smiled.