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Kaden~
"Mr. Benson!" a voice yelled and I looked up to see the really annoying algebra teacher staring at me "Huh?" "It's ma'am to you!" she snapped, "No daydreaming!" I rolled my eyes and continued to look out the window, a red and blue bird were chasing each other and a brown bird sat between them.
I was hit with something because my arm started to sting "Ow what the hell?!" the algebra teacher was standing infront of my desk with a yard stick "Detention, Saturday." I gave a small nod and slept until the bell rang.
I was walking to gym and a guy pushed me into the lockers "Watch out, faggot!" he spat and kept walking "Fuck you, too." I mumbled and walked to my locker, I opened it and a note fell out.
'Kill yourself faggot.'
I looked at the back of my locker to see paper taped everywhere, 'Emo' 'faggot' 'kill yourself' and 'worthless' were the main onces. I ripped them off and threw them to the ground, I threw my bag over my shoulder and walked outside.
the winter breeze hit me and I shivered, I sat where the gate and brick met and put my head phones in my ears. I pressed shuffle, I pulled my bag in front of me and pulled out my phone.
I took the back off and the shiny object fell into my lap. I picked it up and admired it, tears formed at my eyes but I wiped them away with the back of my hand. I pressed it to my skin and dragged the beautiful metal across.
little blood started trickling on my wrist but that wasn't enough. I pressed it harder to my skin and drug slower, getting the result I wanted. blood quickly appeared and fell onto the ground below me.
I drug the razor again and again before stopping, I started getting dizzy and I smiled myself. I pulled my knees to my chest and hung my bleeding arm over them, my eyes started getting heavy and I fell asleep.
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Holden~
it was after school, I tried texting Kaden but he has been ignoring me since yesterday.
I was walked out of school and texted him again. I heard a faint buzz and turned towards the direction, Kaden was sitting against the gate with blood on his hand.
I assumed it was from a fight earlier and jogged towards him. his eyes were closed and the blood was trickling from his wrist, my breathing hitched and I kneed next to him. his breathing was shallow but at least he was breathing, I pulled up his sleeve and swallowed the lump in my throat.
I took off my over shirt and wrapped his wrist tightly, I picked him up and sped walked to my car. I delicately placed him in the passenger side and drove to the hospital.
I parked in the front and picked up Kaden and sorta ran into the hospital, "I need a doctor!" I shouted and a nurse ran towards me and looked at both of us.
"Dr. Carter!" she shouted and took him from my arms, I went to follow her but someone held me back "You can't go back with him, you can sit in the waiting room."
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I looked like I murdered someone, they gave my over shirt back and it was covered in blood, my hands were bloody, and I have blood on my tank top.
my knee was bouncing all around and I was looking at everyone that came out any door, a doctor tapped my shoulder and I shot up "He's okay right?" I blurted out and the doctor sadly shook his head.
I covered my mouth and fell into the chair crying. a lady next to me rubbed my back and the doctor was squeezing my shoulder, "Sir, he's going to live. he's just in a very bad state and thank god you found him when you did, or he would have died."
"Can I see him?" I asked and the doctor nodded "He's unresponsive at the moment, so you wouldn't be able to talk to him." I quickly nodded and followed the doctor to a room, he opened the door quietly and I stepped in.
"Thank you." I whispered and he shut the door, I looked over to the bed to see Kaden with wires hooked up to him.
there was a flat screen tv in the infront of the bed, and a chair was next to the bed. I quickly walked over and sat in it, it wasn't very comfortable. I used the bottom of my shirt to get the wetness off my cheeks and chin.
I searched through Kaden's jacket and bag for his phone then called Mike.
"Where the hell are you?! Dad wants you home now!" Mike shouted through the phone, "Kaden is in the hospital." I said and he went silent.
"I'll be there in a few, which hospital?" he asked "Lincoln." "The expensive one? really?" he sighed and hung up. I put Kaden's phone in his bag and looked at him.
after awhile the door burst open and Mike was standing there with his mouth covered.
"Why are his eyes closed? please tell me he's not dead!" he rushed over to Kaden and started violently shaking him "Wake up! wake up, idiot!" I pulled Mike off and hit him.
after awhile he calmed down and eventually fell asleep on the large couch, while I was looking through the tv channels trying to find some cartoons.
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