Life: The last RP I'll make ever

[Bump.]

 

- I continue wandering -

 

-i remain there and give you a look.-

"Dont try to be strong. You have to get that treated or else it'll get worse. Cant you just listen to me this once?"

-I look at you, concerned-

 

I ignore what you say and I turn my body half way to look at you.
"Aren't you coming?"

 

"No im not."

-I touch your hand gently-

"Come with me. Please?"

 

-I drift in and out of sleep-

 

[I thought my hand was in my pocket but ok. Haha.]

I sigh, slightly irritated by the fact I'm being cared for by a person I don't know at all.
She better leave me alone once I go.

I slip my hand out of hers and I start walking back to the hospital.
"Fine, let's go."

 

-I smile and walk back to the hospital with him-

 

I walk in the hospital, the blood stain on my sleeve darkening the black color of my shirt. I loosen my tie, waiting for her.

 

-I walk in and the nurse sees his stain. They bring him inside to treat him-

 

-I turn on the television not able to sleep anymore.-

 

I take my tie off and I set it beside me. I take my shirt half-way off so they can examine it. They take me for an x-ray just in case but there's no broken bones but the bruise is seriously severe and bleeding. As I'm putting my clothes back on, the doctor says that most people wouldn't even be able to move it because of the pain.

I've had worse wounds before..

I get up.
"Let's go."

 

[Bump.]

 

-I remembered the time when he was beaten up badly in 8th Grade-

 

I roll up my sleeves.
"School? Or ditch?"

 

-I grit my teeth in pain as I sit up. My ribs felt like that had been run over by a truck. I continue watching tv waiting for Lindsay-

 

I look at her.
"What are you thinking about?"

 

[Bump.]

 

-I tore away from my thoughts and look at him-

"Oh nothing. I think we have to ditch cause Sal is still in the hospital. I should go check on him"

 

[Forgot to mention my wound got all patched up. Just stick that up there. Lol.]

I walk out the door almost instantly when she mentions Sal, not caring since she's gonna be with Sal anyways, but then I pop my head back in, remembering that I had to say something.

"That time, in 8th grade. When I got hurt and when I told you to leave? Sorry, I didn't mean to sound that harsh.."
I clear my throat and I go back out, walking towards the exit.