Bullied By B5

Didn't deserve it

Anthony's P.O.V

"Lets get you to the nurse!" The janitor said, throwing my arm over his shoulders. He helped me walk to the nurse's office, but my walks turned into limps. As we walked by, students started gasping.

"Oh shit, Anthony!" Someone yelled. I wasn't surprised by their reactions. My face was swollen and bloody. Who wouldn't react that way? Blood soiled my shirt and khaki shorts. Fuck.

We finally made entry into the nurses office, after walking down these long halls. "Oh my God!" The nurse gasped. "What happened?!"

"He says he has been jumped." The janitor answered in disgust. He helped me sit down.

The nurse ran and got a cloth. "Here. Wipe the blood, and hold your head forward so the blood in your nose won't clot up." She said before looking at my eye. "Christ! Who would do something like this?" She ran to get an ice pack.

"Were there any weapons involved?" The nurse asked handing me the ice pack.

"I dont know, but it felt like one hit me with brass knuckles."

"Jesus!" The janitor blurted out. "Who are they? What are their names? This needs to be reported to the office!" The janitor questioned curiously.

"One's name is Patrick, I don't know his last name nor his brother's name." I responded.

"So, how do you expect us to help you?" The nurse asked.

"You don't have to. I can handle this myself. I got them." I said so sinister, so evily, you woulda thought that I was possessed by a demon. More anger built up in me, I was so ready to get Patrick back.

"Well, I'll go mop the blood up." The janitor said before exiting the office.

Diamonds P.O.V

All I thought about was what Patrick and Dustin did. What did they do? Anxiety began to overcome me. I have to get out of class.

"Mr. Taylor. Can I please go use the bathroom?" Mr. Taylor stopped in the middle of his lesson.

"Go 'head. Take the pass and be back in five minutes. No later."

"Thanks." I grabbed the hall pass, sauntered quickly out of the class, and walked to the bathroom. I just want to know what they did to Anthony. Did they hurt him badly? No, no, no, please! I entered the bathroom and held my head.

I'm letting this anxiety get the best of me. My stomach started to rumble and saliva produced heavily in my mouth. Suddenly, I had the urge to hurl. I burst through a stall door and leaned over the toilet, emptying out everything I've eaten for breakfast this morning.

I sat on the floor and cried. It would be all my fault if they hurt him badly. I can't let this situation weigh itself down on my shoulders.

I flushed the toilet, then got a napkin to wipe my tears and mouth. After throwing away the napkin, a headache began to form. Shit, it hurt so bad.

I began to walk to the nurse's office, but as I do, a janitor was mopping up something in front of Anthony's locker. Oh no.

As I got closer, I saw that he was mopping up blood. Then, I just let it out. I threw up right where the janitor was mopping up, and the tears fell.

"Lord!" The janitor hopped back, as my puke spread across the floor. "Gee wiz. I'll mop this up. Just go to the nurse, sweetheart."

I wiped my eyes and proceeded to walk to the nurse. What did they do?! Oh God! As I entered the nurses office, my eyes practically bulged out of my head. I saw Anthony sitting in a chair, his eye was black, and swollen badly, and his face was cut and bloody. He held a bloody napkin in one hand and an ice pack in the other.

The headache grew worse. When Anthony saw me, he turned away quickly. He clearly didn't want me to see him like this.

I walked up to the nurse doing paperwork. "Can I have an aspirin, please?" I asked, holding my head.

"Sure thing." The nurse got up and walked over to her cabinet, and took out a white container. She sauntered back over to me, opened the little bottle, and shook a couple tablets into the palm of my hand.

She left and came back with a small, Dixie cup of water for me to swallow the pills.

"Thanks." I popped a pill in my mouth and washed it down with the water. Damn, I feel so bad now. This is all my fault. How could Patrick do this? He didn't deserve this.