She fights

He Brought Me Food

The whole day I've been trying to avoid and act like I don't notice his stare. It's like he has nothing better to do then stare. I'm now in my class before lunch and I have it with him. He's sitting two seats away from my left side. The opposite side of my stab wound. I know I have a black eye and my nose it bruised. But he doesn't have to stare. The girl that was sitting in between us left to go to the bathroom. I looked at him. His stare didn't falter.
"What do you want?" I whisper.
"You," was all he said before the girl came back. What does he mean by 'you'? I'm so confused and I'm still really sore. The cuts on my legs are burning and my whole face aches. I can barely talk without almost crying and every step I take makes my legs and side burst into flames. I put my head to the left and bury my mouth in my shoulder trying to muffle the screams of pain my body needs to let out. My eyes are shut tight and tears are fighting to escape. I've been doing this all day but this time seems even worse. My eyes snap open as I hear my name being called.
"Miss Wither are you alright?" Right before me is my nice young teacher. She's looking at with worry and confusion. I nod my head.
"Yes I'm fine," I mumble avoiding everyone's eyes.
"Well you can go to the nurse if you need to," she starts walking to the front of the classroom again, "Now everyone get out your books and turn to page 47." She says as she gets her own book ready. I bend down over to get my book.
Aaaaaaah!!!!!! I close my mouth shut tight to quiet the scream. Bending over was a bad idea!
Very bad idea. I whimper in pain and tears start to roll down. I hurry and get up and walk out. The pain was to much and I don't want anyone to seem me crying. As I'm walking it gets worse. Where the heck is the nurse? I need some pain killers bad. As I'm walking down the hallway in search of the nurse I step down to hard and pain shoots everywhere. I cry out but not to loud for anyone to hear and come out. I stumble to the wall and cry. I don't think I can make it to wherever the nurses office is. I push off the wall and take only one step before I fall to the ground. The hard cold ground. The pain is to much I'm going in and out of consciousness.
My body's twitching slightly. I'm in so much pain. I wanted to scream but the pain was to harsh for me to even open my mouth. I think I hear someone calling my name but I can't say anything. The pain. I want to give up.
"Rose! Oh Rose are you okay?" I'm met with Treys worried face as he starts to hold me in his arms. The warmth that comes from his hold somehow subsides the pain a little bit. A teensy weensy little bit. I think that he had eventually picked me up because I see the lockers and bright lights passing by.
"Hold on we're almost there," he says soothingly and that's the last thing I heard before everything went black.
—Trey—
When I saw her this morning with the bandage on her cheek and the way she walked with a hand on her side I knew something happened at home. Her father probably beats her. Where's her mom and her brother that she keeps talking about? In past tense? What does that mean? But when I saw the poorly stitched up wound on her side I didn't know what to do. Did he stab her and then stitch it up by himself? And when I asked her she laughed. What does that mean? Does her father not beat her? Who does then? You don't get wounds like that from a 'skateboarding' accident. Trust me I know. I can tell wounds from different wounds and how they happened. I've experienced an abusive father. Thankfully he went to jail and me and my mom moved here. But she probably can't escape that easily. In class I couldn't stop staring at her eye. Her badly bruised eye. Her nose is probably broken for how much it's bruised. What happened yesterday? When she asked what I wanted my stupid mouth talked for me and I said you. After she went to get her book she whimpered and started crying in class and left I needed to follow her. I needed to know that she was safe. I needed to know that my Rose was safe. She probably doesn't know where the nurses office is. She doesn't even know where the P.E room is. So as soon as she left I raised my hand.
"Yes Mr. McCarter?" She asked a little annoyed with me. Why you ask? Well let's just say that I haven't been the best student in this class.
"May I go to the bathroom?" I ask sweetly with a smile. She narrows her eyes at me.
"Why? Do you need to go right this moment?" She asked.
"Well you see I'm going to piss all over the floor if I don't go right now" I say.
"Fine but hurry," she says after she rolls her eyes. I run out of the room as fast as I can, my eyes searching for Rose. When I see her limp body on the floor my heart ached. I yell her name but she doesn't move. I run over to her and bring her in my arms. She's opening and closing her eyes. Her eyes are closed to slits and there are tears all down her face.
"Rose! Oh Rose are you okay?" My sweet Rose is in so much pain. I don't want her to be in pain. I want her to be her normal rude self, painless. I pick her up and start walking very briskly to the nurses office.
"Hold on we're almost there," I say looking at her. Oh my sweet Rose. Who did this to you? I feel her body weigh down and I look at her face. Her eyes are closed and her head is flopping around. Oh crap she's lost consciousness. I walk faster to the nurses office. I kick the door open and put her on the bed.
"Oh my! Trey what happened to her?" The nurse asked. She's been one of the adults that I like at this school.
"I don't really know she just passed out and look!" I say and lift up her dark, old blue hoodie that she manages to look amazing in. She gasps as she sees the wound I do too. The thread has broken and blood was dribbling out of it like crazy.
"Oh my gosh!!! She probably passed out from the pain and loss of blood. I'll  just stitch it back up and wait til she wakes up." I can't tear eyes away from it. She must have been in so much pain.
"Trey? Trey!" The nurse yells shaking my shoulder.
"What?" I ask not really caring what she wants.
"You should go back to class. I've got her here," she says then gives me a warm smile.
Ya no I'm not leaving sorry not sorry.
"Ya I'm not leaving," I say she rolls her eyes with a little laugh and grabs some stuff from a cabinet and then a drawer. I look at the bottle and instantly identify it as a sterilizer and I see gauze, a needle and thread. She then pulls her hoodie a little higher that reveals so many dark bruises. She also has many scars all along her stomach. What the heck?!??!!!
"Oh honey, what have you been through?" She says shaking her head and gets to work. She finished stitching her up about an hour ago and she's still asleep. I can't stop staring at her gorgeous bruised face as she sleeps. Her troubled eyes and furrowed eyebrows along with a frown on her beautiful pink lips. I still want to kiss those lips. I want to kiss her and hold her tight when she cries. Be there for her when she can't go home. Laugh with her when someone does something stupid. Smile with her as we walk together. I can't deny it anymore.
I like her.
I like Rose Wither.
How could I not though. She's so beautiful and kind to everyone except for the occasional sass. But she doesn't like me. Not even as a friend. I want her to like me. I want her to be able to come to me when she's troubled. I want her.
And I'm going to get her.
Because I always get what I want.
I'm Trey McCarter, I get what I want when I want that's just how it works.
About a half hour later she moves around slightly and groans. I stand up so quick I'm surprised I wasn't light headed. She eventually opens her eyes. Her gorgeous light brown eyes.
"How are you feeling?" I ask her softly she looks at me confused.
"What are you doing here? Where am I?" She says and try's to sit up but I just push her back down.
"Your in the nurses office and I'm here because I brought you here and I wanted to make sure you were ok," I said calmly.
"Oh, ok." She says and try's to sit up again but I shove her again. She shouldn't be trying to sit up after that.
"Trey," she says low and narrows her eyes.
"Rose," I say sternly.
"Whatever," She says as she lays back down. I smirk. Ha beat that! I start to leave to go get the nurse but she grabs my wrist. She has a very strong grasp. Well she is pretty built for a girl.
"What?" I ask she seems as though she confused herself.
"Where are you going?" She asks softly and has a worried look in her eyes but soon covers up and let's go of my wrist.
"I'm going to go tell the nurse your awake. I'll be right back I promise," I say and wink which she just rolls her eyes at and nods her head. Did she not like the wink? Girls normally love the wink. It makes them smile and blush. When I walk out I see the nurse sitting at her computer typing away.
"Um, Jill? Rose is awake now." I tell her. She looks at me and gets up.
"Finally," I hear her say under her breath. She walks in and closes the door right as I was about to walk in.
Then I hear the lock turn.
"Hey! Why did you lock the door!" I yelled as I banged on the door. She opened the door a little.
"I'm going to talk to her now you go to lunch, and I mean it!" She said sternly then closed the door once more and I hear the lock turn. I can't just leave her! I am really hungry though. I'll go get me some food and come back with some food for her. As I'm walking to the cafeteria someone drags me and shoved me against a locker and lips are suddenly on mine roughly.
Kelly.
I shove her away and look at her confused face.
"What's wrong?" She asked with a pout. Ugh I hate that pout.
"Nothing it's just I need to go do something," I say
"What do you mean you have to go do something? Your supposed to be with me!" She exclaims angrily. What do I say to her to get her to back off?
"It doesn't matter. Sorry I yelled baby. Now let's go somewhere k?" She asks as she runs her finger up and down my chest. I don't like it. I don't even feel the way I used to feel around her anymore.
"Not now," I said low and she deflated and scrunched up her nose. I shoved her away and made my way to her the cafeteria ignoring her screams.