I'll Walk
A/N:This is based of a beautiful but sad song that I heard on the radio. TwoShot
Part One.
"I don't need you to tell me what I freak I am KC! I hear enough of that from everyone else in this school and I don't want to hear it from you!" Claire Edwards shouted to her friend KC Guthrie in a harsh full of fire.
"I wasn't calling you a freak Claire! GOD! You should know that I would never do that!" KC yelled back at her,gripping his hair in frustration. Why wouldn't she listen to what he was telling her?
Claire looked at him,her intelligant blue eyes cold and hard. "Just leave me alone KC. Okay? Just don't---don't talk to me." She told him in a deadly whisper before turning on her heel and rushing out of the school.
KC just stood in his spot staring after her in shock. Suddenly,the sickening squeal of tires filled the air and a half a dozen shouts penetrated the air. He heard a sharp,loud and desperate scream before all was silent. Dreading the worst,he rushed out of the school and saw students crowded around something in the middle of the road. When he went to see what everyone was looking at,he felt someone grab onto his arm in desperation,obviously trying to stop him. He shook them off and ran into the circle,freezing in horror at what he saw.
Claire lay on the ground,motionless. Her face was bruised and bloodied and her legs were twisted at an odd angle. Her blood was soaking through her pristine private school uniform and her glasses lay broken on the ground next to her head.
"NO!" He shouted,lunging down beside her body. A shaky hand touched her face,becoming wet with red blood. A strangled sob escaped his lips as he picked up her destroyed glasses and clutched them to his chest. He could hear people crying and whimpering all around him and yet he simply didn't care. Claire was hurt and that was taking up all his mind.
An ambulance hurried up to the school,sirens blaring. The paramedics got out and walked over to where Claire and KC were but KC just wouldn't budge.
Alli came up as the crowd parted and rested a gentle hand on KC's shoulder. The young man looked at her with red,puffy eyes and her heart broke. "You've got to get out of the way KC. The paramedics have to do their job." She said softly.
KC stood up reluctantly and backed away,letting her put an arm around his shoulders as he watched Claire get placed in the ambulance. He shot off and jumped inside,telling the paramedics he needed to be there with her.
The paramedics just shook their heads at him but didn't refuse his request.
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As soon as they got to the hospital,Claire was rushed into surgery. It seemed that she had broken ribs and a concussion. The worst part though was what happened with her legs. They had been twisted in such an impossible way that it was quite possible that Claire might never walk again. The doctors had told KC,Connor,Alli,and Claire's parents not to give up hope but KC couldn't help but be bitter. Where had hope been when this had happened? Why did it even happen? And to Claire of all people? KC couldn't help but blame himself for what had happened. Claire had been upset with him when she ran blindingly out of the school. He didn't quite know what he'd done but he was sorry for whatever it was.
To be continued.