-17-

220 10 11
                                    

Blue hands by duendita
——————
-j-
My eyes slowly open, I feel weak, pain shoots through me.
My body aches and my mouth is dry.
I whimper, I try to move but my arms give out and I plop back onto the bed.
I look around at my surroundings, then I realize it's a hospital room. I don't exactly remember how I got here, but all I know is that I am here.
The side of my hip hurts very bad, it feels like I was shot.

Oh fuck, I did get shot.

I plop back onto the bed and breath. I think of the many ways I could've been shot but non of them seem to pop out at me.

"James Dickinson?" I look over and see a doctor standing there, he smiles sweetly at me as I nod slowly. He walks over to my bed and checks everything out.

"Are you feeling okay?" He questions as he writes something down.

"Y-no, my hip really hurts." I wince as the pain grew.

He nods and writes something else down, "Would you like pain relief medicine, pill or liquid?" He takes a breath before continuing, "Also, are you allergic to anything?" I shake my head and respond, "Yes, I'd like the pain relief, pill, and no, I'm not allergic to anything."

He nods, "You're mother would like to see you, and this boy named Grayson Dolan, you know him?"

My heart beat picks up and a small smile appears on my face, "Y-yea, I do know him.." my smile grows as I continue my sentence.

The doctor nods and says he'll send them in.

He walks out and 3 minutes later my mom knocks on the door.

"Hey james."
•-•-•
Ahaaaaa sorry this is  ass but um yea
5 votes + 3 comments = new chapter

school shooter { jayson }Where stories live. Discover now