Gore-A-Thon

Revenge

The sniffing of hungry wolves had woken him, and he tried to scoot away but the loss of his ankle made it extremely difficult.

Trevor fought off the wolves and began to crawl along the forest floor, looking for the nearest hospital.

Blood slowly escaped his wound, making it harder and harder for him to stay conscious.

After what felt like hours, he finally arrived at a small hospital. He managed to stand on one leg, hopping inside quickly and looking for a doctor.

He seemed as if as soon as he entered the hospital, chaos started everywhere. Parents panicked and doctors scrambled everywhere looking for something to help Trevor get to a hospital room.

Finally, a doctor got him a wheelchair and Trevor quickly sat down, immediately getting taken to a hospital room.

By the time he had got to the room, he had lost a lot of blood, and slowly began to fall unconscious.

"He's losing blood!"

"Get bandages!"

"Isn't this the one that maniac tried to murder a few weeks ago..?"

The last words he heard before he fell unconscious.

When he woke up again, the pain he had once been feeling had went away. He looked down at his leg and seen an artificial leg had replaced where his ankle once was.

A doctor came in and asked how he was feeling and he replied with a weak "fine" and slowly sat up in bed.

"When can I leave?" Trevor asked impatiently.

"Depends on how you feel, sir," The doctor replied.

"I told you, I feel fine," Trevor snapped.

"Well, you can gladly leave today, you just need to sign some things and you're free to go."

An hour later, Trevor exited the hospital, immediately looking for a way to get to his enemy, Zendaya.

He seaked revenge, brutal revenge. He wanted payback for what she did, and he was going to make sure it happened.

Just then, he seen a black car drive past the hospital. In the passenger's side was a short guy with soft curls and pale skin.

In the driver's side was... Zendaya.

They were driving in the opposite direction from Zendaya's old house so he figured Zendaya had moved. He had recognized the boy in the passenger's side and decided to call him up as he had his number from a long while ago and was sure he didn't change it.

***

Zendaya arrived at home, sitting her things down and walking to her room, leaving Tom in the kitchen.

Just then, his phone began ringing.

"Hello?" Tom spoke softly.

"Thomas. Nice to hear your voice again."

Not wanting to reveal his conversation to Zendaya, he walked outside quietly, "Trevor?! Why are you calling me?!"

"I just want to visit and catch up on some things. Care to give me your address?"

Tom thought for a second. He knew how angry Zendaya would be if he invited someone that wasn't exactly welcome but at the same time, Tom didn't think Zendaya would have a problem with Trevor visiting because she wasn't really familiar with him.

"3120 Pine Street," Tom said quietly.

"Great, I'll be there soon."

***
Trevor smirked, waving his hand in the air as a cab came down the street. It stopped right in front of him and he hoppin in, telling the driver the address and sitting back in the seat.