Chapter 21

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It felt as if everything were in slow motion. The ball was headed right for underneath my eye. FUCK! I didn't have time to dodge, and it hit me right under my right eye.

Pain seared through me, and I could feel blood pouring out from the injury. I screamed. "NASTY BITCH!" I blinked, and then the blood went into my eye. "Aah! This is... ewww! Ow! Everything... HURTS!"

Caleb shrugged. "Oh. Hey, manager, I hurt her, I guess." I couldn't open my eyes, but the manager sounded shocked. "I GUESS? LOOK AT HER INJURY! THAT'S IT, CALEB, LEAVE! YOU ARE NOT A BAYONNE BEE ANYMORE! GET OUT!"

Jaycob immediately came to my side. "Oh my god... Emma..." I anticipated the question are you okay? But, he's not stupid, I thought. He won't ask that? Right? Right? "Emma, you're bleeding!" Jaycob ran so fast, so fast that I thought he would lose his breath within seconds, and grabbed a napkin and he put it underneath my eye. "Emma, can you open your other eye?" I tried. "Yeah, actually," I said. "Ok. I took a picture of your eye. Take a look, Emma," he said.

I saw a very ugly picture. About a few centimeters under my right eye, there was an open injury with fresh blood on it. Did Caleb just... walk away?

I guess so.

It seemed as if he did it on purpose. That BITCH! OOH, I'll get him back for this! Invigorated, I tried to get up, but I couldn't, and I ended up falling back down. I have no strength. How will I get up? Do anything?

Jaycob then took the napkin off my eye. He took another picture. "Here, look, Emma," he said, showing me the phone. So, it does look a little better. "Ok, it looks a bit better. But what will we do now?" I asked him curiously. "I don't know. I'm not a doctor, but I'll try to figure it out."

He looked it up. "How to treat a bloody injury underneath eye." Then, he found an article.

"How to treat an injury underneath eye.
Step 1: Put a napkin or similar object, such as a tissue under your eye.
Step 2: Now you have two options. You can either put a bandage on it, or just medicine with no bandage.
Step 3: Take the bandage off.
Step 4: You should have a somewhat healed injury now!
Hope this helps!"

"Ok, Emma, here's some medicine for underneath your eye." He climbed on top of me and put it on. I blinked a bit. Then, he put the bandage on. It hurt a bit initially, but I would have to get used to it. It'll help, anyways.

"Thank you, Jaycob. Guess we'll go home now..." He nodded. "Yeah. There's nothing else we can do." I finally got up, gathering all my strength. Jaycob held my hand. "Come on. Let's go." We looked at the manager. "I hope you feel better," he said. I weakly smiled and gave a shaky thumbs up. "Thanks."

I walked slowly, but Jaycob wasn't dragging me. He was taking me at just the pace that I needed. He's so sweet! So polite! His house was a few away, and we got there quicker than I thought.

We opened the door and went in. "Well, that sucked," he said.

Ye. No shit.

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