Chapter 9

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A/n I feel so sorry for the both of them;(

Shizuo POV

Now I'm mad at myself. Dammit!!! I didn't mean to hurt him!

He backs up into the corner and whimpers, still shaking. Holding his wrist with a I pained look on his face.

I hate being so strong, to a normal person it would hurt. But that bruise is bright purple.

I can see it from the part of his sleeve he rolled down. I was just getting through to him too.

" does it hurt?" I ask. Obvious question I know, but I need to ease him into showing me. I hope I haven't hurt him too bad.

He sits down on the floor bringing his knees up to his chest before answering me.

" of course it does! You just used all of your strength to pull me up! I'm not that heavy am I?" He asked the last question to himself more than me.

" shit. Izaya I'm so sorry... is it bruising?"

He calms down a bit. "Y-yeah..." he says, looking at his wrist. I get a bit closer to him taking a few steps.

I can see some blood drip onto the floor, I think I know what that means, but I'm hoping I'm wrong.

" did I....reopen any...um... cuts?" I ask him nervously. I get a bit closer. I know he doesn't like to talk about those. But I need to know how bad it is.

He lets go of his wrist for a moment to look. As he lets go, blood that was being held by his hand fell to the floor making a splash noice as more blood fell into the pool of blood that was already there.

He hisses in pain. " u-um.."
" did I?" I ask.
"... y-yeah"
I tale a few more steps closer to him.

tears start to spill from his eyes but he's not making crying noises. He's just sitting there silently as tears run down his face.

" is that where the bloods coming from?" I ask, I'm close enough now to kneel down next to him.
He nods. Fuck, what have I done.

I reach out and carefully pick up his wrist to inspect it myself.

He flinches and whimpers in pain. There's a big purple bruise in the shape of a hand.

All the cuts where the bruise is are opened and bleeding, along with some above and underneath the bruise. And it's a bit swollen.

It's definitely broken. Fuck.

I know he doesn't want me to, but now I have to call  Shinra.

" Izaya, I'm sorry, I'm going to call Shinra to come have a look at it" I say as calm as I can not to scare him even more.

He looks up at me but can't move much. He looks dizzy.

" don't call... Shinra... ple...ase" he says holding his head.

" izaya? Are you okay?" I ask him. What's wrong with him?

" I.. I um.." his manages to get out. His eyes are starting to close.

" Izaya what's wro-?" Before I can even ask the rest of the question he passes out.

I pick him up and put him down on the couch. Laying him flat putting his wrist on his stomach.

God. He's even skinnier than I thought. He's so light.
I've got to call Shinra. But what do I even tell him? Well I've got to care about Izaya's feelings right now.

I want to help him in anyway I can.

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