Soul to soul

Chapter2

Months later Raven POV

 

Another stupid day. Mom has gone to do a construction job In San Francisco so I’m home alone for two weeks. The day goes on like a normal one I stay after school to re do a test for my math teacher since I was absent. It took a while but I finished it. And the teacher staring at my chest the whole time did not help in the slightest. I walk out the school to see a red sports car fly by like a bat outta hell. Wonder what that’s about. I walk around to the parking lot and I Immediately notice the black car that looks like my dream car. Then look around the parking lot and ten feet away Kyle is laying on the ground. I run to him. He is barely conscious.

"Oh my gosh. Kyle, who did this to you"

"David and his crew"

“Who"

"Remember the first day we met"

"Not Important I have to get you to a hospital."
"No. no hospital please no hospital" and he passes out.

Oh man. I couldn’t just leave him out there so I awkwardly dragged him to my car. And drove to my house and half carried and half dragged him inside and decided to take him to my room. I placed him on my bed and looked at him. A cut on his eyebrow and scratches everywhere. I go get Band-Aids gauze and other medical supplies. I come back tending to his wounds. Why do I feel like a female doggie hoIwser? I notice his shirt is almost torn to pieces. I see there are also some cuts and scratches on his chest. I go find my scissors and cut his shirt off and check his chest. There are a lot of scratches and some cuts. But these cuts look straighter and did with precision and some were kind of old and others were scabbing over. I wonder what happened to him. Then realization freaking slapped me in the face. He was a cutter. I feel stupid I mean I am friends with like 4 or more cutters. I should have recognized the signs. He’s distant, no friends, picked on, mistreated, and maybe abused. Now I know why he didn’t want to be around me. He didn’t understand the kindness I was showing thought it was a trick. Well now I am not giving up on him and if those guys try to hurt him again I will be subtle discreet as not to hurt his pride because I think I did that the first day we met. I also won’t let him know I found out about the cutting.

I fix all the cuts even the self-inflicted ones and pull the covers up on my bed and watch him sleep and I have to admit right now he looks really cute. After a while of just sitting there I curl up in my windowsill with a book. The window sill is comfortable like my bed I like that way. When the sun sets I put down my book and go get my blanket and extra pillow from my closet and go to sleep on my windowsill.

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