The day went by fairly quickly and I think the main reason for that was because I was so nervous that I would run into Chase. But I didn't and good news well sort of good news Pogue did dump Kate, yeah at lunch. He didn't do it in front of anyone but he came in with a big red mark on his face and has been sending me death glares all afternoon. I have a feeling that Reid is ready to make Pogue throw up or something.
And Caleb hasn't tried to talk to me or Reid all day. Which is fine with me, for the time being, because weather I like it or not I'm gonna miss him bugging me or even just being around. He didn't sit with us at lunch. He and Sara went to study in the library. Yeah we all bought that one. Tyler and Pogue still have no idea about what happened to me and I'm guessing that it will be easier like that…for the time being anyways. I mean we're gonna tell them eventually, because this is no small problem.
"Lee," Reid said as he nudged my elbow that was resting on the table. Breaking me away from my thoughts.
"Yeah, what?" I asked turning my head towards him.
"They just announced for the track team to bring their spikes to practice after school, didn't you hear any of that?" he asked. I shook my head.
"No sorry, my mind was wondering away from me again," I let out an awkward laugh while Reid just shrugged his shoulders. Reid turned towards me again.
"Hey Lee what are spikes anyways?" Reid asked me.
"There a type of shoe that holds tiny spikes in them, in the front, their used to get a better grip on the track," I told him. He just nodded hid head.
"Sounds dangerous," his said quietly.
"Yeah and drowning isn't," I said dryly. He just smiled and pushed me a little. But it was a big enough push to almost make me fall out of my chair. "Hey!" I hissed at Reid as he covered his mouth to hide his laughter.
"Ms. Farr are you alright?" Mrs. King asked me, she was our photography teacher.
"Huh? Oh! Yes I am, I was just…um…caught off balance," I smiled. She nodded and continued to walk back to the front of the class room. I shot a glare at Reid. He put both hands up in the air in surrender. I smacked him in the arm.
The bell rang and we gathered our stuff and walked towards the door. Fifteen minutes later we were on the track field.
"Hey Lee I'm gonna go and get a bottle of water from the snack shack," Reid said as he kissed me on the cheek. I couldn't help but smile to myself.
"Well look who it is," Kira said. I turned my back to her and ignored her and continued too stretch. I was about to take a step when some one pushed me from behind and then stuck their foot out and tripped me. I fell to the ground, but fortunately I put my hands out in front of me and kept my chin from getting scratched. I was about to lift myself up off the ground when I felt someone step on my calf. They pushed harder and I felt the spikes dig into my skin. Then they pushed harder and punctured my skin then yanked. I screamed.
I felt my skin tear and warm liquid spilling over my calf. The pain was immense. I squeezed my eyes shut and grinded my teeth together to keep myself from crying out. I looked over my shoulder and saw Kira standing over me.
"Opps, my mistake," Kira laughed a couple of her friends laughed too. From that point on all I saw was red. I pushed myself off the ground and turned towards her. She stopped laughing and just watched me. I pulled my fist and punched Kira in the face.
"How 'bout a new nose job for that face of yours Kira," I grunted. As I stood up, pain shot up and down in my leg. I ignored it, I was to far gone to really care. Kira clutched her nose and screamed. I grabbed a fist full of her hair and kneed her in the stomach. While she was bent over I put both of my fists together and slammed them down on her back.
"Not so smart now are you," I said as I bent down to look her straight in the face. By now there was a circle around us. I didn't even notice them. I was sick and tried of Kira, and she pushed me too far, and I cracked. She was sobbing, but I felt no pity for her.
"Don't dish out, what you can't handle," I said. And with that I swung my hand and back handed her across the face, slitting her lip. Kira fell to the ground. Her friends looked at me with wide eyes. Every body was silent. My adrenaline was gone and the pain came crashing in. I winced at my leg.
"Leila!" Reid was shoving people to get to the center of the circle. When he got to me he looked at me then at Kira then back at me again.
"What the hel- Leila!" Reid reached for me as I tried to step toward him I almost collapsed. He put my arm around his shoulders and helped me walk to the parking lot. I didn't even bother to look back.
"We gotta stop meeting like this Lee," Reid said as he helped me into my hummer. He climbed into the driver's seat. He handed me some Kleenex that I kept in the car. "Here put some of these on your leg. They'll take care of some of the bleeding."
I gently placed some on my leg. It felt like my leg was on fire. I bit my lip to keep myself from screaming. "Where are we going?" I asked though clenched teeth.
"To the clinic, your gonna need stitches, what happened I was gone for five minutes!" he exclaimed as we pulled out of the parking lot.
"Kira tripped me and then dug her spikes into my leg, I cracked and hit her," I took off a bloody tissue and replaced it with another one.
"Hit her is an understatement Leila, you beat the crap out of her." I felt a smile tug at my lips. I forced myself not to smile. I knew I shouldn't have cracked, but I gotta say it did feel pretty good. "Lee you could get in some serious trouble! You could get suspended or worse expelled!"
"I know," I whispered. He was mad, I could tell. Reid didn't speak to me until we reached the Clinic.
"Lee you can't do that any more-"
"Reid do you really think I go looking for fights! Honestly, I was defending myself half the time, sure I might have gone a little to far, but I don't need this from you, not now, you can wait in the car," I said as I slammed the door. I walked, more like limped into the Clinic and went to the front desk.
"Umm…excuse me I really need to see the doctor," I glanced down at my leg, "pronto."
"What seems to be the problem?" I elderly lady asked me, I looked at her name tag that read 'Jane'.
"I was in an accident and my leg is ripped open and bleeding like crazy, do you need to see it," I felt like I was going to pass out.
"No, hear follow me," she led me to a little room with a window and the bench thing that you sit on. She caught a glance at my leg and grimaced. "I'll say that must have been one heck of an accident, what did you do get into a fight with a cat?"
"Something like that," winced as I sat up on the bench, Jane left me and I waited for the doctor to come and see me. I was trying to clear my thoughts, I was still mad at Reid. How can he act like this! I don't go looking for fights, Kira started it. She threw the first punch or stomp whatever. I was defending myself, she started it and I finished it. It was like he was taking her side! Out of all people her side! And doesn't he complain about Caleb doing the same thing to him. What a hypocrite! I scoffed.
"Sorry it took me so long," the doctor said as he walked in. My eyes went wide with surprise. I thought doctors were supposed to be old. I hid my shock when he turned around. He had to be twenty-four, that was like only six years older then me. Shut up Leila your dating some one else. Yeah a complete retard, yeah but a hot retard. I shook my head to clear my thoughts. Great now I'm talking to myself. "So, from what I hear was that you were in some kind of accident and thought you needed some stitches," I nodded my head in agreement. "Right," he snapped on some white rubber gloves and lifted up my leg. "Well I think your right about the stitches. This is pretty bad, mind if I ask how you got it?" he turned around and got a few things out of the cabinets. I saw a needle and winced.
"Well some one tripped me and then stabbed there spikes into my leg," I answered honestly.
"Ah, so you're in track, what do you run?" he asked, his back was still turned to me.
"Well I run the 100 up to the 400 and occasionally I do the long jump."
"That's cool, I was more of a soccer player than a track runner," he sat down on a chair in front of me. "Umm, I'm gonna need you to lie on your stomach and lift your injured leg at a forty-five degree angle." I did as the doctor order and rested my head on my arms. I felt him dab my leg with rubbing alcohol. I flinched away from him, and groaned. My leg stung like crazy. I had no idea if he was going to numb it or not. "Sorry," he muttered.
"Its fin-okay it's not fine it stings," I muttered. I heard him chuckle, I smiled a little. But stopped, I was seeing some one else and I shouldn't encourage him.
"Okay, I'm gonna give you a shot to numb the pain so you don't feel the needle," he said. I nodded my head.
"Shoot away." I winced as I felt the needle go into my skin but after a while I felt nothing except for a slight tingling feeling. Ten minutes went by, before he spoke again.
"Okay, all done," I looked over my shoulder to see him wrapping my calf in some gauze. He lingered a little too long on my leg. I cleared my throat and that seemed to bring him out of his trance. "Right…well I would like to see how it is tomorrow, just to make sure there are no sighs of infections or anything…right." It was very long awkward silence.
"So umm…I didn't get your name," asked him. I want to leave on a awkward level, because then that's how we would always meet.
"It's Brian," he said.
"Well I'm Leila," I said as I held out my hand, he shook it. I looked at him in the eyes and got a strange feeling that I had seem them before. I chided myself; plenty of people have brown eyes. "Thank you for assisting me in my time of need," I said as I scooted off the bench.
"Oh! Before I forget I don't want you walking on that leg, it will tear your leg, wear the stitches are," I grimaced at the details. "And I regret to say that we don't sell or lend, or for that matter have any crutches," he gave me an apologetic smile. I nodded. "So is your mom or dad waiting for you?" he asked. This is just great.
"No but my boyfriend Reid is," I said. He nodded.
"You don't mind if I help you walk to him do you?" he asked. I shook my head. He placed my arm around his shoulder and his arm around my waist. I'll admit it; it was really weird having another guy put his hand there when it wasn't Reid. We walked past the front desk.
"He's out in the car, it's the hummer," I told him.
"He didn't come in and wait for you?" he sounded bewildered.
"I told him to wait in the car," was all I told him. Brain didn't need to know my private life any more then a cars sales man needed to know what kind of coffee I liked.
"Oh." Reid was out of the car and opened the passenger door for me. Brain helped me in and then said his good-bye as he walked back to the clinic.
"You two looked cozy," Reid muttered.