Why care? Why me? (editing and adding more)

What did he do? Staying in dorm.

Vicki pov

Suddenly, I heard the door slam. I quickly woke up and seen it was 9pm, 1 hour of sleep. As I looked at the door, Russell was standing their. He was covered with blood, head to toe. I quickly ran to him and closed the door behind him.

I then quickly switched on the bathroom lights and got the water running. When I went back to Russell, I took of his clothes, but I kept his boxer shorts on. After I did that, I put my arm around his waist and on of his hands over my shoulder.

Slowly, we walked into the bathroom. I took one of his legs and slid it in the water, then I sat him on the edge of the bathtub and slid he rest of his body in. As the water got half of the blood of him, I put my hands on his back and started was she his back.

After 3 minutes of getting the blood of him, I took the soap and the spung. He was looking at me the hole time. I tried not to looking at him, but I looked at him ounces. When the 15 minutes were over, I took the towel and dried him of. He him self took his poker shorts off and put on dry ones, I just looked away. I got his pajamas and put them on him, I then took the plug and the water swirled like a tornado.

Ounces more I put my hand over his waist and he put his arm over my shoulder, I slowly put him into his bed and put the cover on him. When I was about to turn and walk to my bed, Russell grabbed my wrist with his hand.  He just looked at me, if he was saying sorry to me. I just nodded at him, like I under stood him.

As he let go of my wrist, I walked to my bed and turned the lights off.

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I slowly woke up. Their in front of me, was breakfast. Russell probably left it their for me. Slowly, but quietly Russell came out of the bathroom. He looked so normal, at the same time worried. But when he turned my way, his face on the left side was bruised. Poor Russell, I wonder how he got into the a fight and with who?

All day we stayed in are dorm. He was drawing someone or something. I just kept on spinning around and around, for 5 minutes. After when my legs got tired, I lied on my bed all day. Russell kept on drawing. I really wanted to know, what he was drawing. He also looks like the perfect person to do art. So am I, but I don't really show of my talent. As people all around me, do.

It's annoying when people show of, they just want everybody to know that they're good at doing stuff. Ugh. They may look pretty, but they just copy peoples ideas. Seriously, their is no need for that. After a while they just get annoying and people don't talk to them anymore, if only they understood that in the first place.

As the day went past so quick, we both took a bath. Separately. Then we both went to bed.