You and me

Patch Up

By the time I got home I practically passed out on my bed. My mother was still asleep as she worked nights so I knew I wouldn't be disturbed or seen for the rest of the day given the state that I'm in. I was quickly woken up from my deep sleep hearing the words Maya being yelled. I groaned coming to my senses opening my eyes to see a blurry Riley. She bent down beside me and as my vision started to align I saw tears in her eyes.

"What happened to you!" She asked shakily.

"I-nothing" I quickly fixed my words feeling embarrassment fix with my pain.

"No it's not just nothing! Who did this to you?"

I said nothing and slowly sat up grunting from the sharp stinging pain in my stomach. Riley was quick to help me sit up. 

"Tell me please. You don't have to be scared or ashamed" she pleaded.

I hesitated before answering her. "These girls at school. They bullied me the other day and I ran into them in the hall. They tried to scare me with their words but when they saw that it didn't they decided to beat me up. I was to in shock I couldn't even fight back." I looked down at my hands that were bruised on the knuckles.

"Kacey and her gang" she huffed.

"You know them?"

"They basically run the school. They bully anyone they think is an easy target. They never messed with me since my dad is a teacher there. They know they would get in real trouble if they were to do anything to me" she sighed.

"Great" I laughed dryly "so I'm an easy target."

"No Maya your not" she lightly put her hand over one of mine careful not to hurt me. "Your tough they just feel threatened that someone isn't scared of them."

Tears began to form in my eyes. "But I'm not tough Riley. I am scared of them. It's all happening again. Every school it was like I had a kick me sign on my back. This school seemed so nice so I thought it would be different, but it's not. I'm scared when I go home and now I'm scared when I go to school."

"Because of everything that's happened with your mom?" She questioned.

I wanted to say no. That it wasn't just that, but I can't do that. "Y-yeah."

"Maya, let me see your arms" her voice became soft but serious. Which for some reason scared me.

I sunk into the bed not wanting to answer. I couldn't show her. I'm to scared to just pull up my sleeve and have someone look at mess on my arm.

"Love, please, let me see your arms. It's okay. You can trust me." She turned my face towards her using her hand on the side of my cheek that wasn't bruised.

All I could was nod and turn my arm over. As she gently pulled up my sleeve. Her face became the definition of sadness as she studied the red marks on my arm.

"Please don't hate me" blurted out.

She looked up at me and engulfed me in a gentle hug. "Baby I could never hate you. I just want you to be safe. I just want you to be happy."

"I'm sorry. It's all to much for me" I sniffled as my sobs became harder.

She rubbed small circles on my back to comfort me. "It'll all be okay. Let's get you cleaned up. Are you hurt any where els" she asked pulling apart from the hug.

"Just m-my stomach. They kicked me."

"Alright take your shift off so I can look and see how bad it is. Do you have a first aid kit and ice packs?"