"Kai, Kai?" I hear a voice and feel someone poke me.
Maybe if I ignore it, it'll go away.
Poke.
Poke.
Pokepokepoke.
Poke.
"Cosmo, back the hell up." I yell and turn to glare at him only to see him goggle-eyed.
Shit, I said a bad word.
Shit, I said it again.
Holy mother of all things holy!
Fudge, fudge, fudge, fudge, fudge!
Dang it!
I groan and close my eyes, blowing out some air from my mouth.
River is a bad influence, what am I saying?
Everyone I live with is a bad influence!
I pull up the covers and snuggle deeper into the pillow that River had rubbed his scent all over.
Mints, apples, boy.
Cosmo poker my side again and I groan.
"What do you want form me you sleep monster?" I fake cry, as all the sleep got wiped out.
"I'm just here to ask you something that Kole said I should ask you, purple shirt and dark shorts, you know the usual, or, white shirt and white shorts or just plain black?" He asks.
I think about it for a minute and go for the black, matching my mood.
"Black, as my soul." I cry dramatically.
Today, is freedom day.
Today, I leave this horrible smelling building.
No offense to all patients and doctors who are stuck in a hospital.
Today, I get crutches, for the first time in my life.
Yay me!
What am I doing? My life sucks!
I can't box, oh no, I'm stuck with crutches and someone is trying to kill me!
Universe!
Wah-ha-ha-hayi???!!!
He nods and walks out of the room, mentioning that River was coming in next.
Luke had gotten a lot better, if not better than me. He didn't get hit a lot, just messed with his arm and his consciousness.
I got the most hit, I had two broken ribs, hence the pain in my side, a broken leg, a sore arm, not from the accident but from slapping Cosmo, Kole, Nigel and Kyler too much.
Oh yeah, where was I?
Right, yeah, so, I have a sore neck, from lying down too much.
A concussion from having to deal with all this stuff and now, a heavy feeling in my heart because I have to go home and face reality.
That being lots of homework.
And a whole load of explanation.
Oh skittles!
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"Home sweet home!" I yell, inhaling the sweet scent of the familiar cookies and vanilla.
Kyler helps me to the chair, since I still haven't gotten the hang of these frustrating crutches.
River sits beside me, Jake holding Neferankh in his arms while she sleeps. Dad walks up to me, handing me a chocolate bar.
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River
Teen Fiction"I'm what you call a psychopath, ever since that day, I craved the feeling of hurting someone, up until I was fourteen, when it happened. Every time I hit someone, I craved more, until I saw blood, I wouldn't stop, keep doing it, until the person co...
