broken glass

broken bus stop

I felt guilty for putting him to sleep but all I know is I have four hours before he wakes. Therefore I have four hours to get the hell out of here. As I ran over branches and leaves over bushes and under trees. I saw the the forest opening thank gosh I'm out but I better get a move on. I walked to the bustop and pulled my hoodie over me I need to lay low I cant let anyone see after all rons henchmen are everywhere. I stood at the bustop holding my hoodie. I looked down at my feet and kept my gaze from the road. A boy came limping down the pavement. I looked up he was hurt really badly. "Help me I've been shot". His leg was bleeding and he looked distressed and was in deep agony. "Uh I-I- I don't know what to do" I stuttered. "Im on the run can you help me hide" he talked through the pain but  the blood was dripping more and more. "Ok but I don't even know your name" I asked. "Im Noah"he replied. I pulled the bottom of my tank and ripped a bit off I walked over and tied it  over his wounded leg. "Im Lavender" I smiled."I'll get you to liberty centre but from then on we go our seperate ways" I assured.  We stood at the bus stop staring awkwardly at the ground. I had so many questions like why the hell a beautiful boy like him had been shot. Wait what am I even saying I cant get attached. He had blue wide eyes sharp cheekbones and dark messy hair covered with his grey hoodie. His jeans were ripped were the bullet just missed trousers. The bus arrived and I held his hand and whispered in his ear. "Stay close to me". We hopped on the bus and I briskly let go of his hand. I said goodbye to the place I had known and off to a new adventure to a new place with a new person.