Remedy | Eli Cardashyan (Discontinued)

Homecoming

I was on my way to the homecoming football game. Wesley and Turbo had dragged me into going. These sorts of things weren't my thing. My thing includes playing with some dumb guy's feelings, gaming, or binging some movies. Not sports.

The only sport that interested me was ice hockey, that's not very popular around here. Anyway, my plans for tonight included binging Netflix. But no, I had to get a call from Wesley begging me to come to the game. I wasn't going to turn him down. This game means so much to him and Turbo. I didn't want to disappoint my only friends.

As I was paying admission to get into the game, someone bumped into me. "Watch it, dude." I growled. The brunette just gave me a sour look and walked past me. I do not have time for this. Deciding to let it go, I walked over to the bleachers trying to spot Turbo or Wesley. They were currently warming up on the field. I waved to them. Turbo noticed and came up towards the bottom row of the bleachers where I was. "I can't believe you two made me come to this game."

"Hey, you need to get out of the house sometimes." He replies giving me a knowing look.

I gave him a slight glare. "I do get out of the house, thank you very much."

It was his turn to glare at me. "Yeah, other than to go suck some guy's dick." He wasn't wrong. When I got bored that's what I tended to do. Giving or receiving, I'm not picky. I sat down on the bleachers and gave him a pouty face.

"You're just jealous that I get more dick than you." Turbo instantly glared at me. Oops. Think I hit a sore spot. He was about to open his mouth to say something.

"Yo, Turbo, game's about to start. What are you doing?" Wesley comes jogging up from behind. "Oh hey Ash, you actually turned up."

I gave him the same look I gave Turbo. "Only because I know you two wouldn't drop it if I didn't."

"Well thanks for co-." Wesley was cut off by a huge rumble. I looked behind me to see a gigantic mushroom cloud. Everything was bright. I couldn't hear anything besides a ringing in my ears. In a panic, I jumped off of the bleachers and into Turbo and Wesley before a cloud of debris, smoke, and dust came rushing over everything.

Turbo instinctively pulls me behind him as the three of us duck and huddle together. Unfortunately he took the brunt of the hit... after the cloud of smoke had passed, I noticed Turbo had been knocked out. His face was bleeding and looked almost burnt. Wesley and I looked at eachother, tears in our eyes. We rushed him to the school.

As soon as we got inside, my shaking hands scrambled for the first aid kit. After nervously digging through cupboards, I found it. "Wes, what the fuck just happened?" My voice was shaking. The only thing on my mind was if my dad was alright...

He looked as panicky as I did. "I have no idea... We need to get Turbo cleaned up though." Wesley started to grab a cloth and get it wet. Then he rushed to Turbo, who was on a table, and started dabbing away the blood on his face. I then pulled out some neosporin and bandeges to wrap his face in. Poor Turbo...

"Is he going to be okay? Why would someone nuke Glendale?-." Wesley was asking so many questions that I just zoned out while trying to help his boyfriend.