Author's note: I've gotten back into the swing of writing this fanfiction, after the lengthy chapter 9 I decided to give you guys a quick little chapter to keep your interest while I write the next one. Thanks to all my loyal readers and reviewers.
Ch. 10 Piano Man He Makes A Stand in The Auditorium
James
I awoke the next morning feeling sore, very sore. I lay on my back in bed smiling softly at the ceiling, glowing golden in the sliver of icy sunlight snaking its' way through the curtains. Logan who had a habit of being up and out of the house before I got up, was gone already as usual. I looked over at the alarm clock next to the bed to find that I had slept until 12:30. Mrs. Knight had let herself in earlier and I could smell breakfast cooking in the kitchen. I moved to roll myself out of bed. " Ah Jamie, bad choice" I gasped to myself as a sharp pain shot through my bruised ribs. I winced in pain as I slowly eased myself out of bed and into the kitchen to get some breakfast. Mrs. Knight looked at me stumbling into the kitchen in my boxers and an old worn hockey jersey. "James, are you okay honey, did your boyfriend beat you last night?" she said almost half joking as she helped me into my chair and went straight to the freezer to fetch ice packs and the bathroom for the first aid kit. I shook my head as she returned " No, never! Tony didn't do this to me, I was protecting him" I said.
" we were ambushed by these three thugs, homophobes looking for a fight, wanting to beat the two males they saw holding hands, one of them was wearing obviously girlish clothes. It sparked their hate, so they tried to beat us up." I paused for a breath almost choking up.
"and poor Tony scared out of his mind, pulls a taser from his little clutch purse, and shocks the hell out of them with it, they fell and got knocked out and we hurried to the car" I finished and took a sip of my orange juice while trying not to move my arm as much as possible. She looked at me as she lifted my shirt to tend my battle wounds the ice was cold against the lower ribs on my right side and the bruising was visible as a pale purple and yellow colour to the skin. Mrs. Knight pokes around them slightly and I wince at her touch.
"there's nothing broken as far as I can tell, but keep the ice on it for 30 minutes, then I'll tape you up," she said sweetly handing me the ice pack. I ate hungrily despite my jaw being in extreme pain, Mrs. Knight always made the best pancakes, and when I was done Mrs. Knight ran me a warm bath to lay in for a little while and after my bath she taped and bandaged my ribs, tended my swollen jaw and sent me to bed with an electric heating pad. I slept for a few more hours. The sky was already darkening when I woke up, the sky was a magical cobalt blue. Mrs. Knight came in and sat down on the bed handing me some over the counter pain relievers and a glass of water. "hey James" she said running her fingers through my hair, " how are you feeling?" she asked. I looked up at her "a little better" I said quietly almost to myself, I really just wanted to go back to sleep. " you always were the braver one James, the one who did the right thing, I'm sure he knows how wonderful he is to have you there to protect him" I smiled a small half smile " he can hold his own though, he doesn't need me to save him" I said. "Independence is a good thing James" she said smiling as she places another blanket over me. I saw the sadness and guilt in her eyes as she began to leave the room " Wait, Mrs. Knight." I almost shouted as she turned to leave. "yes?" she said as she turned in the door frame to face me. " it's not your fault" she looked at me quizzically " what do you mean James?". " what happened to Kendall, it's not your fault" I said calmly. She looked at me and for once in all the time I've known her, she looked older and tired a woman aged before her time. She turned to shut the lights off and then quietly closed the door and I drifted back into a deep sleep.