Distressed girl

The struggle

Okay now Caitlin's on the floor I don't know what to do? What am I going to do?What now do I tell the Chaplin that I think she is unconscious or just tell him she doesn't want to talk. Um " does she want to talk?" he interrupts well he said in kind of hesitant voice kinda but to be honest she's on the floor not responding, the desperation in his eyes it must be true. "Let me come in, I will carry her to the office to clean and properly take care of her after that I will carry her to my office" the Chaplin asked 'okay' please be careful, since it was near the start of the day she should wake up before the end of school don't tell them she cut herself just keep it a secret between us. Patiently we wait, our hands interlocked the nurse asked what happened to her we were playing basketball she tripped and slid across the court but she had only grazed her forearm and she hit her head and became unconscious. The nurse said say here for five minutes to let the wounds stop bleeding she left us on our own the Chaplin said " I'll be in my office bring Caitlin with you carry her" combing my hand through her hair the hazel brown hair of hers. Just dreaming about what if she liked me back wondering to myself I would feel so happy the nurse walks in and said you can take her to the chaplains office for a while but if she doesn't wake up before lunch bring her back and we will have to call her parents to take her to the hospital or call an ambulance for her. Carrying her to the chaplains office kneeing the door to get is attention to let Caitlin and I in placing her down carefully on the couch laying her down but keeping her arm safe minute by minute it is taking it's toll on me. The Chaplin and I talk for a while about what I can do to protect her and stop her from cutting and self harming herself, sitting there in silence me just watching over her I can't believe how cute she sleeps. Like a small child curling up in a ball making herself look smaller than she really i sitting her beside me i braid her hair in two to keep it out of her face. she snapes into a dazed stace of awakeness I kissed her forehead " its okay you were unconscious"