Chapter 2. Give me some tips on the content, where you’d like to see it go as well as grammar and punctuation. Please and thank you. Enjoy
The next hours dragged like nothing I’ve ever felt. I couldn’t wait to continue interacting with her. My previous nap had caused a small amount of insomnia to kick in. The clock struck 2 when I finally laid my head down. I woke up with excitement when my alarm clock shrilled. Usually I curse it, but this morning was different. I jumped into the shower with a different pep in my step. As I walked up to the bus stop, I tried to control my excitement. I was smoking like a chimney. I hurried onto the bus, looking for her. It then hit me that her bus stop was after mine, so she wasn’t on the bus yet. As the bus halted for stops, I was panting like a dog. Finally she got on. She stumbled on like a zombie. She took a few steps down and scanned the seats. I was looking down as to not let her notice I was awaiting her arrival. She sat down with a plop. I looked over to her she looked back at me with tired eyes. I gave a quiet hello and she grumbled. The next thing that happened I was not expecting. She moved closer and nestled her head on my shoulder. I gasped with shock.
“Your heart is beating rather quickly. I didn’t surprise you, did I?” she said with a smirk. I could feel her grin as it pierced into my abdomen. She was testing me. I took a few deep breaths. I could feel my heart slowing down. My hands shook and clammed up as I ran the choices of where to put my hands in my head. Finally I just started stroking her hair behind her ear. She let out a purr and nestled a bit closer. I hit that spot. She literally fell asleep on my chest, something a girl had never done with me before. We pulled up to the school and I moved slightly. She let out a moan and grumbled
“I really fucking hate this place sometimes. It reminds me of a prison and the only reason I’m forced to come here is because of my stupid father.” She sighs “Well, I guess I’ll see you on the way home.” She stands up, yawning like a lion and continues down the walkway. I get up quickly and follow after her. I get off the bus behind her. I reach to grab her hand and turn her around, but I reached too slowly and ended up tripping and face planting into the concrete. She turns around with confusion. I try to recover quickly, but I can’t shake the pain, or the blood. I wave weakly to her. She returns behind me and kind of pushes me forward.
“What the hell were you doing? Oh shit you’re bleeding from your forehead. We need to get you to the nurse.” She says as we hurry to the front office. I didn’t think the bleeding was that bad. That was until I got to a mirror and saw a rather large waterfall of red flowing from my hairline. Now I don’t get queasy from blood, but for some reason I fainted right there. I woke up in the back of an ambulance. She was sitting right there gripping my hand. I could hear faint voices in the background talking about loss of blood and calling my parents. I felt a pair of hands go into my pockets.
“I can reach for my phone myself, but thank you for the intimate touch” I let out softly
“Holy fuck you’re okay!” I hear her scream out.
I look over at her and see her face. It looked red and a bit puffy. She had been crying.
“Have you been crying?” I ask
She nods. I feel my head. It’s wrapped in gauze. I wince when I realize the extent of the damage. I go to say something to her, not realizing the ambulance had stopped. They cut me off midsentence and put an oxygen mask on me. I get wheeled out and immediately into a room. I pull my phone out after they pull the mask off. A nurse walks in and goes to grab my phone. I snatch it back.
“I need to speak with my parents.” I say trying not to sound angry.
“We have notified them you are here. But you are going in for a MRI and you can’t bring your phone with you. So give it here!” She snatches it out of my hand. I have no time to react. They are already rushing me off to the examination room. I slip in and out of consciousness as they perform more tests. I wake up and look around. My parents and Jessie are eating pizza and chatting.
“Hey sweetie. How ya feeling?” My mom says softly.
“Good. What’s the damage?” I say back with sarcasm.
Everyone in the room lets out a sigh of relief. Six staples in the front, eight in the back. Apparently when I fell the first time I caught the edge of the concrete right at my hairline. When I fell in the office, I hit a raise in the carpet for a separation. Fuck. I asked how long I was out for.
“A few hours. They gave you some drugs to help ease the pain. You’re going to have to take it easy for the next few months. You took quite a fall.” My dad says with a sigh.
I blur out the sigh. The only thing I’m looking at is her. She is wearing my hoodie. I look at both my parents.
“Hey guys, can you give me a moment alone with Jessie? I need to talk to her about something.” I ask, hiding my excitement.
They look at each other and give a slight smile. They walk out. She looks at me with those tired eyes I remember from the morning. I motion her to come over. She moves to the side of the bed and sits down softly. I don’t know where to start.
“Thank you for saving my life. I don’t know how to-“
She cuts me off. She leans in and kisses me. Not too hard but with a certain amount of passion behind it. I kiss back, lifting up to continue but she pulls away.
“Not so fast devil. You haven’t deserved the rest.”
