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Seth’s P.O.V
Her hands were cold as the winter storm and her eyes green as freshly cut grass. Her brown hair was gathered up and pushed into her face by the wind, shielding it from me. I watched as the other kids threw her to the ground and started circling around taking their turn at kicking, punching, or spitting on her.
Every time I tried to move it was like a bolt of lightning was shot through me. I was rooted to my spot watching the chaos unfold and listening to the little girls screams and pleads.
All I could do was cover my ears and squeeze my eyes shut and pretend I wasn’t there. Lie to myself, sing myself a tune and maybe, just maybe this nightmare would end.
Opening my eyes again I was in the middle of a crowded high school hallway. Immediately my eyes landed on what everyone called the loner, emo, or the freak. He was walking with his head down and had headphones jammed into his ears.
Opening his locker I spotted a mark on his wrist covering multiple scars. Maybe made of pen or sharpie. Looking closer I saw it was a tattoo. Made up of the signs of a radio tattoo across his wrist.
Suddenly in a flash of events he was slammed into his lockers face first by the guy behind making me cringe at the sound. I saw the guys lips moving but I couldn’t hear what he was saying.
“You don’t know me,” the small guy said back his face still pressed to his brightly painted locker. His face scrunched up at what the boy said next and I squeezed my eyes closed when I saw the fists starting to rain down.
As the familiar sounds of bones popping and fists hitting body hit my ear drums I fell to the floor covering my ears.
This was more than I could take.
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Opening my eyes again I was in Shawn’s arms being rocked back and forth. The sound of the heartbeat machine reassured me that what I had just seen was all fiction. Sighing I breathed in deeply inhaling the smell of Shawn. I never wanted to leave his arms. Looking up he smiled down at me and began to stoke my back.
“I love you,” I whispered leaning up, reminding not only him but myself that I was capable of emotions.
“Wanna talk about it? You seem pretty stressed out during your dream,” he asked pushing the hair out of my eyes. His concern seemed pretty adamant since I could see it in his eyes. It was touching that I could see that someone loved me this much through the way they looked at me. Shaking my head I laid my it back on his chest getting comfortable again.
“I wanna get a tattoo,” I said looking back up at Shawn and then at Eli next to the bed in a chair half asleep. At the comment both of them seemed to stop breathing.
“What,” Eli questioned, “innocent little Seth wants a tattoo?” He chuckled looking at me like I was crazy. I nodded. I couldn’t get the two figures out of my head…or that damn tattoo. Maybe they meant something.
Future kids? Special events? Maybe I knew when the end of the world was and I just had to decipher this code! No. I don’t think God would I trust me with that information. Hearing the door open and multiple feet walk in I suddenly got self conscious of the dressing gown I was wearing with the select amount of clothing I was wearing underneath-boxers. It seemed as Shawn was able to read my mind or just knew the struggle as his hand stopped stroking my back and slipped downwards and gripped the sides of the gown.
His hands were warm and seemed to calm my nerves. As he tied the strings on the gown the doctor began to talk I didn’t pay much attention I just focused on Shawn. Looking over at Eli I noticed he was looking at me and he smiled his teeth seeming to shine brightly.
How did I get so lucky?
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Eli’s P.O.V
Seth’s long black hair was pushed out of his face for the doctors so they could constantly take his temperature and frankly I like seeing more of Seth’s face. He wasn’t one of those people who grew out their hair because they had big foreheads to cover up or acne they wanted to hide.
Seth just liked his hair long. But with his hair pushed back you could see more of his gorgeous blue eyes and his cute little freckles and moles that complement his pale skin tone. I could talk about him all day 24/7. But I won’t.
“Sir, you can’t be on the bed with him. You could compromise an IV or cause damage to him,” the doctor tried tor warn Shawn – key word tried, nobody tells Shawn what to do. Looking down at Seth I smiled seeing his big blue eyes looking back at me.
“My fat ass isn’t sitting on an IV and I was comforting him. I don’t see y’all running in here every time he has a nightmare to comfort him so I don’t see what the problem is,” he shrugged his shoulders I looked back up at Shawn and rolled my eyes. Standing up I took a step closer to him before the doctor could say anything else.
I tried to say something that might get him off the bed and is out of trouble so I decided to whisper, “Shawn please just listen to the doctor for now, once he’s out of sight you can do whatever the hell you want. But right now be a good boy.” Looking down at him he looked defeated and he sighed. He kissed the top of Seth’s head while I sat back down and moved Seth so he was lying on his back. Getting off the bed rest doctor looked satisfied and he just plopped down on my lap looking sad to leave Seth alone literally half a foot away.
Smiling at him I raised my hands rubbing his sides smiling at him. Sometimes he could be so childish, but goddamnit if it wasn’t cute as hell.
“You’re so fucking cute,” I whispered making him look at me pouting his lips. In that moment I didn’t care about the doctors or interns in the room. I just really, really wanted to bite that lip. As Shawn turned in my lap to face me I gripped the back of his neck bringing his head down so his lips could meet mine. Shawn pulled away quickly and pecked my lips.
“What was that?” He asked the tiny doctor who had the nerve who interrupt my moment with my boyfriend.
“I’ll go fill out the paper work and then he is ready to go home,” he smiled nodding at us turning and leading the group of interns out of the room. Seth smiled at us. I jumped out of chair excited sending Shawn spiralling to the floor.
“Bitch!” Shawn yelled at me. Seth just smiled as a nurse walked in and put on gloves, getting ready for what looked what to take out his IV. He’s coming home.
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A/N ; Yay!!! Now for some fun chapters!!
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