Chapter 19: Car Rides

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ANTHONY'S P.O.V.

After that, they shut down school just in case of the person who had a knife with them came back. That's good, but I would like to know who it is. Even if its some drunk person, my curiousity is killing me. Well anyways, after I went to the doctor, he said I would be just fine. They put some more blood back into me and I was back to normal in under a day. Ian went with me to the hospital as my 'guardian' considering that my parents are away. But, while we were there, he did seem a bit quiet. Its...kind of...how do I put this...bothering me. Ian's usually cheery unless there's something that's bothering him. But don't we all? Maybe I should ask him about it...no. He's been understanding for me, so I'll do the same.

IAN'S P.O.V.

We got winter break early! That's better than nothing I guess. But I'd rather have to go to school with those notes on my locker everyday than have Anthony get hurt. Sometimes, I wish I could go back and change some of my life. Some of it I would never change, not in a million years. But others....that's a different story. Well, it's tuesday now and thursday is Christmas. Oh crap...I still need to go shopping for presents. 

ANTHONY'S P.O.V.

I'm driving right now to the grocery store. After a few minutes of driving, I see a farmiliar face, walking down the sidewalk next to me. I roll down the window. "Need a ride?" I ask him. Ian turns his head in surprise but then smiles and nods. I pull over and Ian gets into the passenger seat. "So, where are you going?" I question, driving once again. "I'm going to the mall to get presents for people on Christmas." "This late?" I blurt out. "I'm a big procrastinator," He answers, and I swear he looked down at my arm for a second in concern. Maybe I'm just too worried about him. My mind is playing tricks on me. After a few minutes of talking about Christmas, I realized that I need to actually get presents as well. We get to the mall in almost no time. We both get out of the car and walk into the mall, holding hands. I don't understand why people are shooting us dirty glances. Whats wrong with two guys holding hands? Then...at that moment, right in front of Ian and I was a face I never wanted to see again. Kalel.

(A/N) *story intesifies* I hope you enjoyed that! Even though its short....sorry about that. By the way, I have a few ideas and plot twists up my sleeve...so stay tuned!

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