"Tyler??" I shook Tyler's body. "Oh my god is he dead??" I panicked. I slapped his cheek and still no response. I put my finger below his nose. "Okay, he's breathing. Phew" I exhaled in relief. "Okay now how do I get you on your bed" I said to unconscious Tyler. I settled him down on the floor and tried to pull him but he's so heavy. I groaned. I walk towards his bed and took his pillow and put it underneath his head. I studied his cuts. Did he got into a fight?
I went into his bathroom and search for first-aid kit. I opened a cabinet above his sink. "Oh my god" I gasped as I saw a packet full of condoms. Probably a lifetime supply. I blushed and shut the cabinet close since it's obvious there's no first-aid kit in it.
I went outside his room. "Is his mom not home?" I asked at myself. A room's door his wide open and obviously a master bedroom. I sneaked into the room and search for the first-aid. I searched inside the drawer beside the bed and I saw a photo frame of Tyler when he was little sitting on his dad's shoulder smiling from ear to ear revealing his front tooth that is missing.
"Isn't he cute?" a voice approached behind me. "Jesus fuck" I screamed in shocked. I accidentally dropped the frame but luckily its not shattered. "Oh my god, I'm sorry I didn't mean to curse" I apologized to a woman behind me, resting my fingers on my lips. "A-and I didn't mean to broke into your room" I cried. The woman smiled "It's okay, you're Tyler's friend?" she asked me. I nodded slightly. "I actually y-your neighbour" I replied. She nodded.
"So what do you need so bad that you sneak into my room at 3 a.m. I hope you're not robbing me" she asked. I shook my head so fast "No no no. I need a first-aid kit. Tyler—he's injured" I shuttered. She groaned "That kid. Always gives me headache" she blabbered while walking towards her bathroom. She took something out that I believe the kit and she handed it to me.
"Thank you, and again I'm very sorry that I broke into your room. I didn't mean it" I apologized. She nodded "I let you go this time, young lady" she smiled. I thanked her and ran towards Tyler's room.
I yawned while dabbing antibiotics on his cuts. He flinched a little but still, not opening his eyes . "Sorry" I muttered. I wrapped his cuts with band aids and bandages. He turns to his side and curls himself into a ball. I take his blanket and covered him. I took a glance at the clock. 3:45 a.m. My eyelids are getting heavy and I ended up sleeping beside Tyler.
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I felt a hand ran through my cheek, caressing it. I flinched at the touch, still not opening my eyes and suddenly something hit me on my cheek. "Wake up, sleepyhead" Tyler tapped me on my cheek. I opened my eyes "Ow!" I touched my cheek. "You slapped me" I yelled. "No, I'm not" he chuckled.
"Oh my god, what time is it?" I panicked. "Uhh.. 15 minutes past 8" he replied. "Crap!" I ran towards his table, climbing it. "Wow, what are you doing?" he stopped me. "Back to my room?" I said while gulping down my saliva. "You're seriously going to jump?" his eyes were bulging out. "Well, that's how I came here in the first place" I said. I took a deep breath and jumped from his window pane towards mine.
Tyler gasped when I landed. "Tadaa" I turn around towards Tyler when I made it into my room. He clapped his hands "Didn't know you're such a badass" he chuckled. I scoffed, walking away. "Hey Hannah" he leaned his body on his window. I turn around. "Thank you" he smirked. I nodded "No problemo" I laughed and waved at Tyler. I went towards my bathroom and do my unfinished business.
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"Good morning dad" I greeted my dad at the living room. He was seating on his couch, reading newspaper. I went to him and kissed him in the cheek. After that, I ran towards the kitchen and make my breakfast.
"You're up late, today" my dad said. "Uhh yeah, I was very tired" I lied. "Really? From your date last night?" my dad asked. "Yeah, he actually took me to the park and we walk around and it's tiring me, since its late at night" I lied again. My dad nodded. "What do you guys talk about?" he asks. "Oh you know about Mathletes and Olympiac" I explained. "You're joining in the Olympiac?" he seems interested. "Not really but if you want me to join, I would reconsider it" I explained.
"So how's Tyler" he asked. "He's fine now, I put antibiotics on him now and he's f—wait" I gasped. My dad laughed. "How did you know?" I panicked. "Why don't you tell me?" my dad looks at me. "I—I'm sorry dad. I didn't mean to leave the house in the middle of the night" I sighed.
"I accidentally woke up in the middle of the night and I saw Tyler's bleeding and he looks like he need help and I—I jumped from my room to his room" I explained, not looking on my dad's eyes.
"You what?" he yelled. "You jumped from your room. To his room??? I thought you sneaked out" my dad shook his head in disbelief. "Look, I'm so sorry, It won't happen again. I promise. It's just at that time he really looks like he need help. I couldn't just leave him bleeding" I apologized.
My dad exhaled. "I understand that but no more next time. You need to tell me everything, alright sweetheart?" he patted my head. "Alright, I'm sorry. But how do you know, about me being in Tyler's room?" I asked.
"His mom came this morning and explained it to me. I am a little bit embarrassed, Hannah" my dad raised his voice a little. "I know we didn't do grounding but I think you need it this time. I need to discipline you" my dad looks at me with sad eyes. I exhaled and nodded.
"So, you're grounded Hannah for the whole week. No going out after school and no cellphones. Laptops are only for assignment purposes only. And you need my permission for it, understood?" my dad explained. I nodded. "Getting grounded for the first time and actually because of doing good deeds huh. Fun? Not at all"
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Teen Fiction"Oh my god.. what have I done", Hannah cries. She wiped her tears from her cheek and hurriedly grab her clothes that were scattered on the floor. She took a glance at the boy who is still snoring at the other side of bed. A pang of guilt rushes in...