Befriending a Rogue: Bobby's Story
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Chapter 5
Blinded
Pain filled Bobby's head as he fought to open his eyes. He blinked slowly, unable to focus. The last thing he remembered was being in the Library tutoring Rogue. Did Rogue do this? Did she hate him that much? No. That wasn't it. A groan filled his ears and it took him awhile to figure out it was his own. He felt tears dripping down his face, but all he could see was white. Pain shot through his eyes just by trying to see.
"Bobby, are you awake?"
It took him awhile to figure out who was speaking to him. It was Dr. Grey. "Yeah, I am awake. What happened? Why can't I see?" panic filled his voice.
He felt a reassuring hand on his arm. "Calm down Bobby. You are wearing a bandage over your eyes, and that is why you can't see." Dr. Grey said calmly.
Slowly he reached his hand to his face and examined the bandage. The gauze was coarse over his face, and it was about 4 inches wide, wrapping around his head. He felt his forehead and noticed what felt like stitches across his hair line. "What happened to me?"
Dr. Grey's voice seemed distant as if she was walking away. "Well Rogue sent one of Jamie's clones off to find me as soon as you were knocked unconscious.
Jamie's clones? What had caused the mutant nicknamed Multiple to multiply? "Was I apart of some attack?"
Her voice seemed closer and he felt something wet on his forehead, and it smelled like alcohol. "No, nothing so dramatic. The report was one of the return book stacks in the library fell on you. When I found you, you were covered with a dozen books out cold."
"Was anyone else hurt?" The library was becoming clearer in his mind, and he dreaded hurting anyone else.
"Luckily you were standing in an isolated corner. The only one that fell under the effects was Jamie. But I think he only got hit by one book, just enough for him to multiply 5 times. They are currently cleaning up the library."
Bobby groaned. He just knew the younger teen was going to get him for this. He tried to sit up but he felt weak. "What is wrong with me? Why do I have all these bandages?"
Dr. Grey's voice turned serious as she removed the cloth from his head. "You have a nasty cut running along your hair line, which took 7 stitches to close, you were rendered unconscious thought surprisingly you don't have a concussion."
"And the bandages around my eyes?" fear trickled into his voice.
"Two books hit you in such away that both your corneas were scratched. In a week or two I assume your vision will be as fine as ever. You have to wear the bandages for the week. You will come down everyday and I will change them for you."
"Thank you Dr. Grey. May I go to my room now?"
"Give me time to contact a student to lead you around and you are free to go." Her voice sounded fainter as she left the room.
Bobby leaned his head back on the pillow and smelled in the smell of the medical room. He wondered who will be his guide dog. All he knew was he was going to be the laughing stock for the whole school. He groaned again when he heard foot steps enter the room and the automatic door closed.
"Bobby, John will be your escort for the week." She placed something in his hand. "With this you will be able to contact John with a press of a button." She clipped the end of it around his wrist. "This button will get you me. And I think you will be fine."
After some initial shuffling, John and Dr. Grey managed to get him into the wheel chair. Finally it was just John and Bobby in the elevator when John burst out laughing. "Great job, boy scout! Little Rogue had to save you from Shakespeare."
"Shut up John! It was an accident." His teenage pride was building up inside him. John and him where on and off friends, but as of know Bobby felt like icing John into a statue.
"Some accident!" was all John said, as they left the elevator and made it down the hallway, into their room. Bobby's head began to ache from trying to figure out where he was going all the time. He just leaned his head back and let himself go. By the time John managed to get the wheelchair next to Bobby's bed, the teen was out colder than his ice.
AN/ So now you know what happened to Bobby! Keep up reviewing please and maybe I will update soon. Coming up next Bobby deals with techno music, a few surprise visitor, and an unwanted phone call! Keep on reviewing and I will keep on writing.
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Bry
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HIT THE PURPLE BUTTON OR MR GREEN WILL FIND YOU! JK or am I?