David/17/flirtatious, sweet, tough, charming, (this isn't a personality but) girl stealing/short brown hair, brown eyes, pale skin, tall And yeah He also has a pet mouse called "Tomlin Pigglefink" Maybe he steals claudia Wait I take that back. I dislike Abby. Take her Mr. David. Take her
Usually when I wake up in the hospital bed I have some serious injury from when I fall from parkour... But today I just fainted. I sigh in relief for a second and remember the past few hours. Crap. A nurse comes in and tells me I can be released in a few minutes because the faint was only brought on by exhaustion. A few minutes passes by and I'm dressed, I walk to the clerk's desk, and ask them what room Claudia is in. "She is in room 246." I start running faster than I ever have, and when I get in there I see her, lying with her eyes open, staring at me with a smile that would illuminate a thousand rooms. "Claudia!" "Wesley..." she says with a rather weak voice, "I'm so happy to see you..." "What did they say?" I say in a hopeful tone. "I'll be fine, if you wouldn't have carried me here I would've died they said. You saved my life." "They told you I carried you here?" i exclaimed slightly embarrassed. "Yes, they told me you carried me a block and passed out when you got here from the exhaustion..." "As long as you're ok I know I did the right thing." I said with a genuine smile on my face. Someone walked in the door behind us. Abby. "Wesley!" "Why are you talking to me? Claudia is the injured one." "I only came here to talk to you." With that, I took her hand and walked her out've the hospital room. "You listen to me..." I said with such a determined voice, "you get out of here, and if you ever call me, or knock on my door again YOURE going to be the one in that hospital bed. Claudia is my GIRLFRIEND, if you ever come near her, the outcome is worse than the previous! This ends now! Run." She starts crying, and heads for the exit. I really do not want to hurt her, but I will do what i have to. I catch a glimpse of who drove her here... He starts to run towards me, it's... Bump to find out! And try to guess.
It is...David? What the hell is he doing here? Let me explain... When I was 11, he bullied me like crazy. He was the ladies man back then, and I didn't get it because he was a jerk. He had to move away that summer, and when I turned 12 that's when I started taking martial-arts classes because of people like him. I hope he's not planning to start a fight... "Hey! You made my girlfriend cry! I don't like that!" He said in a menacing tone. "Ha, you're more pathetic then I thought, dating her. Actually, I take it back, she's more pathetic for dating you." I said with a firm voice. "I'm going to kill you!" He pulls out a switchblade.. "Are we in the 50's now, bro? A little cliché don't you think?" "F*ck you!" "So much anger!" I say in a mocking voice. "I beat you up tons of times before, now I'm going to kill you!" A security guard rushes to him, and puts him on the ground. Ha, serves him right. But then he does something crazy, he stabs the security guard! I've had it now, I come up and give him one straight punch to the jaw, but he gets me one lucky slash into the arm. "Mind over pain." I think to myself. While he's on the ground I stomp on his hand with the knife in it. It was a good day to wear my motorcycle boots... I kick him in the face rendering him unconscious, but my arm is now bleeding like crazy. I'm so happy I'm in a hospital. "Wesley!" Claudia yells, probably hearing the commotion. I run in there and tell her everything is ok, but then I see her looking at my stomach. I collapse to the ground realizing I've been stabbed... How did this happen? "I'm sorry." I say before falling to the ground. Then all turns black... Bump! Still a lot more!
You know, last time I woke up in the hospital was like an hour ago. Now I'm in a hospital bed again. I look up and see the doctor, she starts to talk. "Buongiorno, you will be fine, but you need some rest." I have an Italian doctor, you don't see many of those... "Buongiorno, Grazie per l'aiuto." I know, I know, you didn't know I speak Italian, I speak a bit. "Si sa italiano?" "Uhhh, mi diaspace... I don't know that much. "Oh well, anyways get some rest, but first you have a visitor..." Claudia walks in with a crutch for support, and a bandage where the wound was. "Claudia..." "Once again, you get yourself into trouble..." She laughs a bit, "Don't worry, I'll take care of you." "Thank you, I appreciate it." The doctor interjects, "you can take him now." "Your parents said I could take you to my house since they're not home for most of the day." "Well then, we should get going." "I'll get the wheelchair." Sitting there waiting, I start to wonder what happened to David. I hope something bad. She comes in a few minutes later, and being observant as I am I notice a small mark on her arm. "What happened?" "Oh, noth-" "Tell me." "Ok..." Find out what happens. Bump. Lol I know it's short, but I'm busy.