Chpt. 5

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Stans pov

Wendy walks over to me with a mad look on her face.

"Who's she," Wendy snarls. "Shhh. She's a friend and she's sleeping so be quiet." Stan whispers to Wendy.

Authors pov

Wendy then decides to grab his hands causing you to slip from his grip. Since Stan is pretty tall this is probably going to be bad.
As you hit the ground, Wendy giggles to herself, seeing that she caused all of this.

Your eyes shoot open from the pain but only for a second before you pass out.

Craigs pov

OH SHIT WHY DID I GIVE HER TO STAN. I dash over to her as she falls....but I was too late. Even though I just met this girl, I feel like I need her. I scoop her up, and feel her head to see if she is bleeding. FUCK SHE'S BLEEDING. At this time the bus pulls up to the school. I ignore Stan and sprint into the school, heading straight for the nurse's office.

Once I get there I see that the nurse hasn't arrived yet so I just try to stop the bleeding with a wet washcloth, but it isnt really working. The nurse walks in  and kinda starts to panic. She runs over and starts to check out the back of (y/n)'s head. She tries to dab it hahahha but it doesn't work for her either.

She then bandages (y/n)'s head, but then it starts to bleed through. "Craig, I'm gonna call the paramedics. She just wont stop bleeding," she says as I nod.

The nurse then picks up the phone and calls 911. "We are going to need the paramedics. I have a student who is unconscious and won't stop bleeding. Hmm....Ok....Thank you."

"So are they coming?" I question. "Yes, and what happened to her?"

"So Stanley Marsh was holding her when his bitchy girlfriend grabbed his hands, and caused (Y/n) here to land head first on the hard, bus, floor." I said.

After a quick minute the paramedics arrive and take (Y/n) to the hospital. I lied and said I was her boyfriend and they let me come in the ambulance. We make it to the hospital and the doctors stitch her head up and check her for a concussion. And she does infact have one.
 

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