Bullied

chapter 2

Recap:
"Ms. Quinn, you need to go to the nurse to get that looked at."
"No, no it's fine."
"It is not. Now, go to the nurse. Justin, do you mind helping her out?"
What? No, no! Why Justin? He is the one that did this to me!
"Sure."
Sure? Did he just agree? Why would he want to help me?

*Justin's P.O.V.*

I was sitting in History class, and about 10 minutes into class Ariel wobbled in the class. Honestly I felt bad about what I did. Wait, what? I feel bad? No, I don't. She is a stupid bitch and deserved it. No she didn't. What did she do to you. That stupid little voice in my hand wouldn't shut up. While Ariel stood there talking to the teacher I just stared at her, and I realized something. She's beautiful.

"It is not. Now, go to the nurse. Justin, do you mind helping her out?" Mr. Henry asked knocking me out of my own thoughts.

"Sure."

Did I just agree to help Ariel? The one I have bullied since freshman year? I was not the only one shocked by my actions. I looked up at Ariel and seen a surprise look on her face. Why am I helping her? Because you like her you idiot. No, no I don't. I pushed all those unwanted thoughts out of my mind, and got out of my chair and slumped my way over to Ariel. I opened the door so she could get out easier without hurting herself more.

"Thank you." She mumbled.

"What?"

"I-i said thank you."

"You're welcome."

She just stared at me when I said that. I never help her out, much less pay attention to her. We were almost to the nurses office, and I could see Ariel was in pain.

"Let me help you."

"No it's ok, Justin. I can do it."

We turned the corner, and now we only have to walk down a hallway and we are there. When we turned the corner Ariel almost fell on her face.

"Damn it!" She whisper-yelled.

"Ok, that's it. I'm helping you whether you like it or not." I walked behind her and placed an arm behind her knees, and another arm around her back so I was carrying her bridal style. I didn't look at her in the eyes very much. Although I could feel Ariel just stare into my eyes. I looked down at her once, and just about got lost in those big beautiful blue eyes. Snap out of it Justin. You're just helping her because she can't walk. I tried to convince myself that that was the only reason I was doing it, but something else came to mind. You like this feeling, Justin. You like having her wrapped in your arms. I just shook that thought out of my head, and continued to look back up. We made it into the nurses office, and the nurse just gave me a dirty look. I'm honestly not sure why, but it might have something to do with the way I'm carrying Ariel. She finally spoke after she stared me down; "What do we have here?"

"I...um...I tripped in the hallway, and I can't really walk on my ankle."

I could barley hear Ariel, and she was in my arms so I know for a fact that the nurse couldn't hear her.

"What was that honey?"

Instead of her whispering again I spoke up for her; "She fell in the hallway, and did something to her ankle. She can't really walk on it."

"Ok, well put her down on the bed right over there, and let's have a look at it."

I walked over to the closest bed, and placed Ariel on it gently. I started walking away, but than I heard Ariel start to speak again.

"C-can you stay?"