Chapter 2

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Ugh, it's my alarm. I have to get up but I'm so exhausted.

Right after fully opening my eyes I remembered what had happened last night. I jumped off the couch and ran to my room. He's still passed out. His skin seems better though. I guess I did a good job. It's better to change his bandages first before going to school since they are drenched.

The chair is still there. I brought all the necessary things for cleaning and changing the wounds and put them on the night stand next to the bed. I sat next to him before sighing first.

My poor bed, it has a lot of blood too. Great idea not changing the sheets before leaving.

I used all of my strength to pull him up, jeez he's heavy. I took off the bandage around his shoulder and abdomen. Weird, his cuts are almost healed. He's healing abnormally fast.

I decided to ignore that and clean his almost healed wounds. I bandaged him again then gave him a sponge bath. This time I forced myself to take off his pants and he wasn't wearing any underwear. And I was right, HE'S HUGE. I made sure to finish as fast as possible.

After I was done I took a quick shower then headed out. I got to class 10 minutes before it started.

"What happened to you, you look like sh*t." Holland, my friend, asked.

"That's rude, you know. You don't just say someone look like sh*t."

"But you do look like that."

"I'm just tired."

"Why? Did you get home late?"

"No, it's not that."

"Okay. Did you hear the shooting? Mike told me he heard another shooting last night and this time it was really close to his house." I frowned at him. "Oh, sorry. It just came out."

"You know what, I've been thinking. Just because Mike and I aren't on speaking terms it doesn't mean I should stop you from talking about your friend."

"No, it will make the atmosphere very heavy. Like now."

"Let's just forget about it then. Let's talk about something else."

"Like what?"

"You said your girlfriend went to her parents this past weekend. She back yet?" He nodded but he doesn't seem excited. "Something wrong?"

"I think she's cheating on me."

"What? Did you talk to her?" He shook his head. "Why not?"

"I think I want to break up with her."

"What? Why?"

"I may have fallen for someone else."

"Are you serious? What's wrong with you!"

"I didn't mean for it to happen, okay. It just happened."

I sighed while rolling my eyes. "Who is she? Do I know her?"

"I think it's better we talk about this after class." The prof walked in with a big book in her hand.

"Alright everyone, good morning."

"Morning professor."

"Let's get started then."

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Right after class ended we went to the cafeteria. "I need to tell you something but I need you to promise me you won't get mad."

"What do you mean?"

"Okay, you can get mad but don't get mad at me forever." He's getting fidgety. He's nervous about something.

"Say it already. What is it?"

"Mike and I are dating." He spoke really fast I couldn't really hear him well.

"Wait, what?"

"Mike and I are dating." Hmm, I guess I didn't mishear him.

Wait, he's dating Mike!? He's bi?!

"Wait, you're dating who? Mike? You're bi?" He shrugged.

"I also didn't know until he came along."

"First, when did you two start dating?"

He avoided my eyes before saying, "It's been a month now."

"A month? You're the reason why he broke up with me?" He nodded. "Wow." I chuckled while facing the other way. "And I thought I had a friend."

"I promise I never wanted to mess with your relationship. It-it just happened. I'm sorry."

"It just happened"." I chuckled again. "No, you let it happened. If you cared about our friendship you wouldn't have let it happen." I sighed while trying to hold back the anger I'm feeling right now. "You know what, I'm done." I got up. He held my hand before I left.

"What do you mean you're done? I really am sorry. I don't want to lose our friendship."

"You should've thought about that before stealing my boyfriend." I yanked my hand out of his before storming away.

I'm pissed beyond pissing. I don't know if that made sense. If it didn't, make it make sense in your head.

I stormed all the way to the bus stop. No wonder he was avoiding me a week before he broke up with me. You know what, forget him.

Then I remembered the guy at home. I should buy him something to wear since I don't have anything that could fit him. I went to Target before heading to the busstop.

The bus arrived. I got home within 30 minutes. It's past 12 right now and he hasn't eaten anything since last night.

Wait, what do you feed an unconscious person and how? Don't I need a drip?

I searched online and found nothing helpful 'cause I do need a drip and I don't have anything like that at home.

Let's try soup.

I quickly made tomato soup and took it to him. I pulled him up again. Okay, I burn at least 2000 calories everytime I try to pull this guy up *sighs*.

I took the soup in a cup and tried to carefully and gently pour it down his throat. It went down easily. But wow, his lips are chapped af.

I put him down after a couple of minutes of letting the soup go down. I put on Vaseline on his lips. Right after pulling my finger off his lips his eyes slowly opened.

Wow, they're a beautiful bright gold. I've never seen anyone with eyes like those.

His eyes met with mine then he flinched back. He started panicking even though he's completely weak.

"No, wait. I'm not going to hurt you." Even though he backed away from me I can easily tell he's really weak. His eyes are just slightly opened at this point. He looked around as if checking his surrounding. "I promise I won't hurt you. I helped with your wounds, you see." He looked at his body still panting from panic. "You can calm down."

After calming down he crawled closer to me very slowly. I put my hands up to show him he can trust me.

Suddenly put his head on my hand. He rubbed his head on my hand making me pat him. THIS IS WEIRD.

Suddenly he passed out again. I flinched back right after he collapsed on the bed.

What just happened? Is he on drugs? Should I really be letting this guy into my house?

I checked his pulse, he's alive. His breathing is stable. Then what's wrong with him?

I dressed him in the clothes I had bought, put him into the sheets properly then went to the dining room.

Then I remembered Holland said Mike heard the shooting close to his house. That means he's back next door. Yes, my ex-boyfriend lives right next to my house. I really want to check on him...but I won't.

At around 6pm I went out back to check if there's anymore blood. Only just a little.

I brought a bucket of water outside to try and remove the blood before someone sees. I'm still angry at Holland. I don't think I can forgive him. I really love-loved Mike.

"Keylan?" Someone spoke from next door. That voice is too familiar. Please tell me it's not Mike. I looked to my right, it's him. "Hey."

Breaking up with me without giving me a proper reason because you're f*cking my friend then try to talk to me like we're friends. You're a real jerk, Mike.

"Yeah, hi." I got back to my scrubbing of the pave before the grass.

"How are you doing? You look good." He offered me a smile which I ignored.

"Fine I guess."

"What are you doing?"

"It's none of your business."

"Oh." Then I heard a loud bang, like something or someone very heavy fell. "What was that?" He asked. I left everything and ran to my room.

The guy's tossing and turning. I think he's heaving a bad dream. "Mom, no! I'm not going to leave you! Mom, let's run together. Dad will chase them away like usual. There's hope. I won't leave you." He had dropped the cup and the first aid kit.

I slowly approached him and sat on the chair next to him. I carefully tried to hold his hand to calm him down. He immediately squeezed it really hard. It hurt a lot, he's crushing my hand. I held his hand with my free one. He started to calm down not after long.

He didn't let go of my hand for about 2 hours. I ended up falling asleep next to him.

*****

Something licking my face woke me up. It feels really wet and a lot like a tongue. A dog tongue. I slowly opened my eyes to a very large wolf on top of me. I'm in bed. It's staring at me!

I immediately jumped out of bed and headed into the bathroom.

What the hell!

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