Redemption

Chapter 3

I creep up behind some bushes near the creek. Trying to be as quite as possible, I look over to the right. No one. I shift a little and look over to the left. There was someone there. I jumped a little when I saw the figure standing tall over the water, I moved back behind the bush. Who is that?

Curiosity took the better of me and a check to see who was out here. It was definitely a guy seeing how his body was formed.  He's wearing a hoodie so I cant make out his features. I crept a little closer. Twigs broke under my feet.

I froze hoping he didnt hear me. He just stood there,  so I continued. I see his face a little better. Glasses. He's wearing glasses. His jet black hair, poping out of his hood. I knew who he is, It's the guy who bumped into me at the party. Roland.

The breath I held in my lungs escaped in a sigh of relief. Good. No crazy guy trying to kill me. I crept away back to where I came. The same twigs from before started there noises when I stepped on them again. I continued to go when...

"Hey." The voice came from right above me. I jumped a few feet as I looked up at Roland.
"Ah.. ha... hey." I say, making an odd facial expression. How did he get so close to me that fast? I didnt even hear him.

"What are you doing out here?" He said while he looked at me. His green eyes made me feel like I couldn't lie.
"Oh.. uh, I was taking pictures." I show him a picture on the camera I held. "What are you doing out here?" Repeating his question back.
"I was thinking."
"So you come here to think?"
"Yeah." He said, attempting to smile.
"Uh...cool."

Awkward silence filled the air. I felt like I was gonna suffocate. Geez this is bad. Why's he so fricken quite? Think, what do I say. I'll just... leave! I'll leave. That's a good idea.

"Well I better start heading out now... so.. bye." I walk a couple inches but stopped when I trip on a banch. God oh god. Im such an idiot!  I braced myself for the fall but instead I feel an arm wrap around my stomach. It hurt. I opened my eyes to see Roland holding me against his chest. He had a strong grip, stronger than what he looked capable of.

I hesitated for a second."Umm... your hurting me." I say with my hands pushed up against his chest. He's way more muscular than he looks. "Oh, right." He slowly and gently let go of me as if he thought I would fall again if he let go to quick. "Sorry."
"Umm. Thanks." I say, not making eye contact.
"No problem." He said and then pointed a finger at my stomach. "You're bleeding."

I look down at the now opened wound as the blood soaked through my shirt. Seeing it made me fall to the floor. I look at the red stain gowing in size. Roland must have opened the wound when he cought me. I didnt say a word back to is comment. I just sat with blood all over me. I see Roland move a bit so I look up at him. He took off the scarf he wore.

"May I?" He pointed at my wound once again. I nod with no words. He kneels down to where I sat on the ground and lifted my shirt up enough to see my bandages. Slowly he wrapped the scarf around me to stop the blood from getting everywhere. He stood up and gave me his hand. I took it and rose to my feet. "I can walk you home if you want." I nod again. I didnt want to risk falling alone and bleeding out to death.

We start to walk until we reach the end of the trees. I started out into the clearing but I was stopped by his hand on my shoulder.

"Here." He hands me his jacket. "Theres blood all over you. It would be pretty weird if you saw someone walking around with blood all over them." I look down to see how much blood was really on me. Theres a lot. I take the jacket and put it on.

I told him which turns to take and were to go until we finally reached my place.

"This is it? He said, approaching my house.
"Yeah." I say, walking up to the front door. "Thank you."
"Yeah. No worrys. You should probably go to a hospital and patch that up."
"I guess. I dont have a car though and the hospital is pretty far away."
"You probably shouldn't walk around much."
"Well I guess I'll be fine." I said hoping that it wouldn't get infected. "I'll probably stitch it up myself. It cant be that hard, right?" I say tryed to act funny but thinking about doing it myself made me sick.
"I can stitch it if you want. I've had some practice with needles."