037. Pain
A scream could be barely heard over the normal noise of the high school. One certain student however had more interest in the noise than the others. Knowing just what the scream meant.
Damien Thorn jumped up from his seat, knocking over the chair and running out of the room, ignoring the calls of his teacher. Telling him that he would get a 0 on his test if he did not come back this instant. Damien couldn't care any less however and ran through the hallways at a dead sprint until he came to the gym room. The Anti-Christ skidded to a stop in front of the double doors and pushed them open, despite the lock.
"Damien" Pip said through gritted teeth, his hands clutching onto his leg and tears streaming down his face. He had been in charge of hanging a banner in the gym for the upcoming dance and Damien had had a really bad feeling that something bad was going to happen.
"What the fuck Pip?" Damien growled, he was mad, but not at Pip, more at the situation. Damien was at Pip's side instantly, his hands over Pip's and prying them off the obviously broken leg.
"I-I fell. I'm sorry Damien. I didn't mean too," Pip said between sobs, trying not to break down completely. Damien let out a gentle sigh but decided that there was nothing that could be done now. He instead decided that he would have to do something about it instead.
"Please" Damien started but then had to stop, trying to think of the right words. "Don't scream" Damien didn't know if he could handle Pip screaming any more. Damien looked up to meet Pip's eyes with his own and then turned back to the leg once Pip had nodded in agreement. Damien leaned his hands down, placing them ever so gently onto the wounded leg.
True to his word. Pip managed to keep in the scream but had to bite his lip so hard that it started to bleed. Damien didn't see this however and was quickly working to align the bone. Once this had been done Damien looked back up at Pip and wiped away the blood with his thumb ever so gently.
"This is going to hurt," Damien said softly. Knowing just how much he was going to hurt the smaller boy made him regret actions he hadn't even taken yet, making him hesitate as he never had before. If he took Pip to the hospital they could pump pain medication into him and he wouldn't have to suffer. He would have to have a cast for at least three months in exchange. The other option was that Damien could heal the wound almost instantaneously but he would have too go through extreme pain.
"What are you waiting for?" Pip finally asked through clenched teeth. Damien looked up and caught Pip's eye. Damien's mind was made up. He concentrated on the wound, his eyes narrowing. His hands begin to glow red and the flesh and bone begin to stitch together once more. Pip raised his arm and bit into his hand, quickly drawing blood. He knew that if he screamed Damien would loose it and he could never live with himself if he did that.
After what seemed like forever but was actually just around five minutes, Pip found himself loosing consciousness. His sight went first and then thankfully went the pain.
I am so sorry for not updating sooner D: School has just swamped me and everything piled up. However, I'm on spring break now so I should be able to catch up and hopefully update more regularly