Minecrafted

Ch. 16 Cuts & Bruises

Chapter 16 Cuts & Bruises

A/N Before This Chapter Starts, I Want To Say That I Will Provide Jerome's POV And Allison's POV Of Fixing The Gashes That He Had Gotten As Well As Ethan Trying To Get Over The Fact He's Been Cheated On. I Hope You All Enjoy This Chapter, And I Always Put As Much Effort As I Can Into The Book. Punch That Vote Button If You Enjoy And Keep On Reading! Now On With The CHAPTER!

(Allison's POV)

I ran over to Mitch, tears streaming down my face. He wrapped his arms around my head as I whispered, "It was terrifying in there." "The good news is that you're safe." He said, placing a kiss on my forehead.

"Hey, can we quit it with the love and help me? Allison preferred." Jerome asked, pointing at me. "C'mon Jerome, lets go clean your gashes." I giggled, walking upstairs and into the bathroom with Jerome close behind. He sat on the toilet lid while I searched for Neosporin, finding it in the cabinet on the far left.

I pulled it out and shook it a few times before removing the cap. "Jerome, this might sting a little bit." I warned before spraying the Neosporin onto his four gashes. He winced a couple time, but attempted to keep a straight face.

"Jerome, what happened in there?" I asked absentmindedly as I placed the Neosporin on the counter before looking for a cloth bandage for his chest. "I was whipped." He mumbled, staring at the floor. "Whipped?" I asked, pausing my search for the cloth.

He nodded and turned around, revealing his bright red neck that had many bruises and scratches on it, I gasped. "Oh my god! I'll go get you an ice pack!" I exclaimed, rushing out of the bathroom, down the hall, down the stairs and into the kitchen.

I skidded to a stop in front of the freezer and grabbed an ice pack from the top shelf. I grabbed a paper towel as well and wrapped it around the ice pack I sprinted back upstairs as fast as I had gone downstairs.

I pressed the block of ice onto Jerome's neck. "Thank you." He murmured, holding the pack on his bruised neck while I searched for the cloth. I nodded and smiled as I found the cloth bandage and snatched off of the shelf.

I walked over to Jerome and gently wrapped the cloth around his chest. "It's waterproof, so you don't have to worry about it getting wet." I assured, closing the cabinets.

"OK, how long do I have to keep this ice pack on my neck? It's starting to burn." Jerome noted, staring at the cuts on my wrist. "About another five minutes, and these cuts? Don't worry, I'll be fine." I stated, giving him a small hug.

(Jerome's POV)

"C'mon Jerome, let's go clean your gashes." Allison giggled, walking upstairs and into the bathroom. I walked closely behind, her long, dark brown bouncing up and down each time she took a step.

I took a seat on the toilet lid while she looked through the cabinets. She pulled a small bottle of Neosporin out of the last cabinet she looked in and shook it rapidly.

She took the cap off and warned, "Jerome, this might sting a little bit." She sprayed it on my gashes, and it burned like crazy! I winced a couple times, but tried to hide the pain in my face.

"Jerome, what happened in there?" she asked quietly, placing the Neosporin on the counter. "I was whipped." I mumbled, glancing at the tiled floor.

"Whipped?" She questioned, staring at me. I nodded and spun around so she could see my neck. She gasped and yelled, "Oh my god! I'll go get you an ice pack!" She rushed out if the room, leaving me alone.

I stood up and walked over to the mirror. I stared at my (I'm sorry for my bad language to people who are British) bloody chest and convinced myself that I looked like a mess. I sat back down as Allison came rushing in.

She pressed an ice pack onto my neck. "Thank you." I murmured, holding the frozen block. She searched the cabinets again, but smiled and nodded as she grabbed a cloth bandage from the shelf. She walked over to where I was sitting and wrapped the cloth around my chest. "It's waterproof, so you don't have to worry about it getting wet." She informed as she closed the medicine cabinets.

"OK, how long do I have to keep this ice pack on my neck? It's starting to burn." I admitted, glaring at the cuts on her wrist. "Another another five minutes, and these cuts? Don't worry, I'll be fine." She said, giving me a small hug.

(Ethan's POV)

I laid on the couch, channel surfing on our new flat screen TV. "Hey, Ethan. Wanna actually go surfing at Venice Beach?" Nick asked, placing his chin on my head. I pushed his sharp chin off of my head. "Ouch! OK, we won't go surfing." He said, backing away from me.

I didn't want people to be scared, I was just upset about what had happened. I had loved Allison since we first met back in grade school. I thought I knew my best friend, but I didn't. I had been very depressed lately, I had a lot of scary things happen in my life. My dad was shot when I was four, and my mom was assassinated when I was seven. That's when my best friend's mom took me. That's how Korin and I became brothers.

At school, I was bullied for being too much of a nerd. That's when I changed my appearance completely, growing my hair out like Deadlox's, but parting it so the hair wouldn't fall into both eyes and wearing contact lenses instead of glasses. I started bullying people instead of getting bullied to show people how depressed I was. Korin tried to stop me, but it was nearly impossible.

But, that's when a new girl transferred to our school. I was hit by a major crush that day, but she was scared of me. I tried everything to warm up to her and eventually gained her trust. She revealed her name as Allison, but nothing else.

After a few years, Allison opened her life to me. She told me everything except getting adopted and her powers. When we created the Minecrafted team, it was the best thing I had ever been a part of. But now its like we had lost a member, she was always recording or hanging out with Team Crafted.

I sighed and took my iPhone out of my pocket. I dialed Korin's number and waited for him to pick up. "Hello?" Korin's calm voice answered. "Hey bro. I was wondering if you want to come down to LA tomorrow." I explained, rubbing the back of my neck. "Um, let me check with mom." He said. I waited patiently while there were a couple of muffled voices.

"Mom said I could come. She also says she misses you and loves you. I'll go p-pack my things and m-meet you at the airport  tomorrow?" He asked, stammering every few words. "Yep, I'll see you tomorrow. Love you bro, tell mom I love her and miss her." I instructed, smiling uncontrollably. "Love you, too, bro." He said, releasing a few quick breaths.

I hung up and stuffed my phone back into my pocket. My brother was coming to LA!