Sides (Tory x Y/N)

Part Thirteen

Y/N POV:

I wake up in a hospital bed. My right arm is in a cast! What the hell happened to me?

"Y/N, you're awake," The doctor says.

"No shit. Why am I here?" I ask.

"Do you remember the events of the roller rink?"

"What the fuck happened at the roller rink!" I demand.

Third Person POV

"She was my best friend! And in a matter of... days? A week? She's betrayed me for the girl who tried to kill her at the school!" Sam shouts angrily. She stands up, ready to walk over to Y/N to give her a piece of her mind.

"Sam, calm down, I'm sure you can fix your friendship with her," Miguel grabs Sam's wrist to prevent her from causing trouble.

"Once I beat Tory to a pulp, she'll realize how weak her little girlfriend is! Then she'll come running back to us!" Sam shakes off his grip and runs towards Tory.

"After this shift, we should hang out all night! We could do a midnight dinner!" Y/N suggests.

"I like the sound of that!" Tory says excitedly.

An angered Sam approaches them.
Sam gives Y/N a glare and throws a punch at Tory. Sam shifts her attention to Tory as she throws another punch. Tory ducks the blows.
Tory kicks Sam in the face. A drop of blood comes out of Sam's nose.

"I'm gonna fucking kill you," Sam whispers.

"Says mommy's entitled little bitch," Tory teases.

Sam punches Tory in the face. Tory angrily swings for Sam but a hand pulls Sam away from her grasp.

"Thought you could put up a fight?" Y/N intimidates Sam.

Y/N holds Sam by the collar. Y/N punches Sam in the face. Sam groans and tries to slither out of Y/N's grip when a sharp pain hits in the back of her neck. Tory smirks at Sam as she looks at the black bruise on Sam's neck.

"Hey! Leave Sam alone!" Miguel bellows.

Miguel sweeps Y/N's leg. She stands back up and a wicked smirk crosses Tory's face.

"I'm not scared of you, Diaz. So come kick my ass! I'd like to see you try," Y/N laughs maniacally.

Miguel runs at Y/N but she dodges and punches him in the arm. She blocks a few of his punches.

Miguel kicks Y/N to the ground.
"This can all be over," He says.

"Don't play peacekeeper," She growls.
She grabs the metal tray from the counter and slams it onto Miguel's head.

Miguel's vision goes blurry.

Meanwhile, Sam kicks Tory in the face. Tory kicks Sam in the nose again.
Blood streaks down Sam's face but she doesn't care.

"Bitch!" Tory hisses as Sam successfully lands a kick.

Y/N pulls Sam away from Tory.

"Leave my girlfriend alone," Y/N says. Y/N stares at Sam with an evil look.

"Or what? What are you gonna do about it?"

"Shouldn't have said that Sam. You really shouldn't have said that," Y/N laughs as she reaches into her pocket.

Sam screams in agony.
She screams again.
And a third time.

"Thanks for letting me borrow your bracelet, Tory!" Y/N gives it back to her.

"Any time. You look hot when you kick her ass with it," Tory flirts.

"You take a turn then. I want to admire your beauty," Y/N smirks.

"No mercy," Tory whispers.

Tory jabs the bracelet into Sam's shoulder.

Sam screams again. Blood gushes down her arm. She needs to go to the hospital, but she stands back up.

She punches Y/N in the face.

Tory twists Sam's arm, but Sam escapes her grip. Miguel suddenly gets back up. He grabs Tory and keeps her in his grip.

"Let! Me! Go!" She struggles.

He gives Sam a head nod.
A nod to finish what she started.

A loud crack. A bloodcurdling scream.
Another crack. A worse scream.
A piece of metal...

Y/N POV:

The memories flood back into my head from that moment.

"Is Tory okay?" I ask the doctor.

"She got released from the hospital four days ago," The doctor says.

Four days...

"How long have I been passed out?"

"A week..." The doctor trails on.

"Can I have my phone? To text my girlfriend, I mean," I say.

"Girlfriend?"

"You got a problem with that?" I snap.

He hands me my phone and I immediately dial Tory.

Tory POV:

I just want Y/N to be okay.
She frickin passed out! It's been a week. I was pissed. I am pissed.

My phone rings and the memories flood back...

"NO!" I shout as Sam breaks her arm.
Sam snaps her arm again.

"NO!" I shout again as Sam grabs a piece of metal and throws it on her head.

The light goes out in her beautiful eyes.

I slither out of Miguel's grip.
I run down to her beautiful body and dial an ambulance.

I feel a kick to my chest. I look up at Sam. She throws the metal at my head but I duck and throw her against the wall.

"Stay the fuck away from Y/N," I whisper as I hear sirens.

I pick up the phone.

"Tory! I'm okay!"

I cry.
Of joy. Of happiness.
But mostly because of relief.
I'm just relieved she woke up.

I care so much about her.

"Oh my god! How are things going?"

"The hospital food tastes like absolute shit."

"Want me to bring you sushi?"

"Sure, thanks."

She just woke up from a coma or some shit, and she complains about the food. That's the Y/N I know and love.