Just Ignore It.

Chapter 4

Well, my day after that was kinda the worst actually.

 Everyone gave me dirty looks when I got to my class late, I didn't pay any attention so I got lunch detention tomorrow for not paying attention, in my math class after that, everyone refused to sit next to me for "unknown reasons".

 And GYM CLASS! Oh my, gym class! We were playing soccer and the ball "accidentally" hit me in the back of the head, slamming me head first into the cold, muddy ground. When I sat up, and tried to wipe the mud off my face, a ball hit me in the face, sending the already sore back of my head into the uninviting ground. I stood up and ran to a new position, and began wiping the mud from my face. Suddenly, a ball came flying at me, EVEN THOUGH I COULDN'T SEE IT, and hit me in the stomach. I gripped my stomach and gasped for breath. I felt like I was gonna puke. And then, the ball slammed into my shin. I was blacking out. My head was pounding, my face hurt, I couldn't see or breath, my leg gave out, the pain in it searing.

Next thing I know, the whistle's being called because the ball kept hitting me for "unknown reasons". I was rushed to the nurse's office.

"Oh my!" She said, standing when she saw me limp pitifully into the office.

"What happened?!" She said, helping me walk and sitting me down on a chair.

"Guess soccer balls are just attracted to me. Mostly my head." I said, taking a deep breath.

She glared off into the distance. "I should report this to the principle."

"Do whatever you want, I'd just appreciate an ice pack, or confirmation that my leg isn't broken, stuff like that." She shook her head and turned to me, and began looking at my leg. The nurse was a sweet lady, I knew her quite well since I got sick so much last year.

"It isn't broken, but the bone might be bruised." She said. "Where else were you hit by lovestruck soccer balls?" I smiled at her comment and gestured to my stomach, face and the back of my head. My face was swelling uncomfortably.

"Oh, goodness! You could've gotten a concussion!" She gave me an array of concussion tests, you know, "follow my finger" "how many fingers am I holding up?" I appeared to be okay. She washed the mud off my face and hair in the sink, gave me a big ice-pack for my stomach, propped my leg up on a chair and put an ice-pack there. I held the ice-pack on the back of my head.

She kept me there for the rest of the period, which happened to be last period.

Needless to say, when I got home, I wasn't in exactly the best of moods. I put the stomach ice-pack on my stomach, used an another as a pillow, put on my face, leaving my eyes, and another on my leg. I opened up YouTube and watched Markiplier and Jacksepticeye and whoever else had uploaded thus far.

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I was fairly relaxed by the time I decided it was time to go to sleep. Watching YouTube always seemed to calm me down. The pain and swelling was easing up, hopefully to be better by tomorrow morning. I fell asleep with a smile on my face and video games on the mind.

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I jolted awake, my dreamless sleep replaced with my dark ceiling and the constant buzzing of my phone. I assumed It was my alarm, but when I picked up my phone I discovered I was being called, at 3 AM. It was an unknown number. I clicked "decline" and put my phone down.

A moment later, there were two more buzzes, one right after the other. I groaned and picked up my phone again.

2 new messages: its cori, pls anser

I glared at my phone, like this was its fault but opened it up and went into Messages.

You: And why would I want to talk to you?

???-???-????: just answr

He called me again. I sighed, clicked "answer" and held the cold device up to my ear.

"Hey Ryan," He slurred out.

"Hi, Corie."

"Ryan, I jusst wanted to shay that I'm shorry." He voice slurred, his voice audibly shaking.

"I- I just- I was confushed, I had no idea that-"

"Oh I get it! I hurt someone, destroyed their social life and caused copious amounts of PHYSICAL PAIN to that person, so I'll call them up at 3 AM and say "Oh im sorry" SORRY BUD, BUT SORRY ISN'T GONNA CUT IT! I DIDN'T WANT TO COME OUT! YOU'VE DONE SOMETHING THAT IS BORDERLINE UNFORGIVABLE!"

And, to my utmost surprise, drunk-off-his-ass Corie started to cry.

"I'm sho shorry!" He choked out between sobs. At my silence he began to sob harder.

"I had no idea this would happen! Your right! I ruined your social life! I heard about what happened during your gym class and I-" Corie was suddenly struck by a sneak attack of sobs. His sobs were violent, oddly muffled as if he was sobbing into a pillow or something, and he was trying to choke out words.

Personally, I had no words. I was shocked. He was sobbing, he was sorry. I was suddenly stricken with the urge to hug him. To tell him everything was okay. To cuddle him. To forgive him. But I couldn't. I just couldn't forgive him. I was gonna stand by what I said, sorry wasn't enough. Not even drunk, 3 AM, sobbing sorry. I took a deep breath, but before I could tell him off again, he cut me off.

"You wanna know something Ryan?" He sniffed.

"Sure."

"I was sober when I kissed that guy. I was sober when I posted those pictures!" He wailed, crying again.

"And you know why Cassy and I broke up?!"

"Uh.. Why?"

"SHE CAUGHT ME WATCHING GAY PORN!" And the sobbing continued. I was even more shocked. Corie Miller, kissing a guy, posting it to the internet and watching gay porn. I didn't really know how to react.

"So... you're questioning your sexuality?" I finally said.

"Yea..." he sniffed, "Speaking of which," He began. What? WHat?

"I wanted to take you up on that offer for a date."

I was silent. Sorry isn't enough, I reminded myself. He was drunk, before we jump to any conclusions, I need he really is sorry, and this isn't the alcohol talking.

"I'm sorry, Corie. But I can't. Before I even begin to think about accepting your apology, or accepting that offer to go on a date, I need confirmation. Talk to me when you're sober."

"O- Okay..." He said quietly, before ending the call. I sighed, putting my phone back on my bedside table.

I made the right decision.  

Woo! Part 4! Lemme know what you think of the story so far, kay? I'd really like some feedback. 

Welp, that's all. Have a great day!