AN: Hey guys!-wave- thank you to whoever reviewed, kudo'd, faved, or bookmarked :) I really appreciate your loving comments they are so nice. Though I'm surprised no one commented on Double D's little cutting scene. Haha -shrugs- oh well; here we go!
I also warn you...this chapter is a bit...depressing and I'm sure I'll be yelled at by the end of it! But it had to happen! So...yeah =P It's more of an interlude than a chapter so I'm sorry!
Slushy puddles of snow and dirt mingled on the side of the roads forming a thick icy dangerous gunk that later would become black ice that cars would unknowingly speed past over.
Dull cyan eyes watched his surroundings half laden.
The side walks were still powdered with packing snow as new snowflakes fell blanketing the grass of the yards and lawns lining the walkways.
The absent crunch of his black sneakers was the only sound around him besides the soft swish of cars gliding by through the slush on the roads.
He had completely forgotten to wear a proper coat or jacket today, he had on only a plain black zip up hoodie over a band graphic tee with matching fingerless black gloves, and gray cargos.
Then again he hadn't really been thinking much about anything other than dreading going to the main office with his mother to sign the transfer papers.
Not that he had much of a choice in the matter, he was still only seventeen.
A minor in the eyes of many.
Which his parents often now reminded him; of exactly how very powerless he was over his own life decisions.
Even if he had wanted to escape somehow, he couldn't very well do that until he was of legal age.
And even then he might not have the courage to try and maneuver his way out of the tangles of the web his mother had so skillfully woven in and out of his mind over the years.
Perhaps deep down his parents cared, I mean they had to have cared at one point in time.
Right..?
Oh who was he kidding.
He chuckled bitterly and bit his chapped lips until he was met with the metallic coppery taste of blood that beaded at his bottom lip.
Looking skyward he sighed and continued trudging down the sidewalk, mindful of the ice that was forming underneath the thin layer of snow.
He'd never see Kevin again at this rate.
The very thought made his heart ache painfully.
Would he even get to say goodbye?
Probably not.
He couldn't for the life of him figure out if that was for the best or not.
Absently he waited at the crosswalk for the light to turn green.
Very much lost in his thought, he'd tell you looking back on on it he probably should have seen it coming.
But then again he'd always been a heavy daydreamer.
A rush of footsteps from the side caught him off guard; the thick crunching of snow sounded as someone from behind surged forward roughly shoving him against his back forcing his body to move against his will away from the safety of the curb.
The wind was knocked out of his lung in jarring whoosh.
Things began to go in slow motion, as he blinked his cyan eyes dazed.
A pit of dread bubbled and churned in the bottom of his stomach, and fear lanced through his veins like ice.
His world halted and spun out of control all at once as the assaulting push from behind sent him spiraling head first into traffic.
A loud squeal of tires skidding out of control on a thick sheet of ice and the honking of a horn were one of the last things he heard.
A current of raw pain washed over him like a tidal wave of knives piercing his body at every angle.
Mere seconds had past, but that was all it took for his body fly up over the windshield of a black sports car.
With a sickening cracking thud he tumbled off to the side of the road forming a motionless heap of broken limbs.
Thick shadowy black fuzz swallowed at the edges of his sight.
The warm oozing trickle of blood soon fell into his lashes, the source from somewhere in his hairline.
He could could barely make out panicked voices swarming about him like buzzing flies.
Didn't they know he was tired?
The pain soon ebbed away into an almost familiar blanket of numbness that he welcomed greedily.
Soon he felt himself slipping away like the soft current of the ocean flowing gently back into the sea
And just like that he was swept away.
After cutting class and skillfully avoiding teachers by escaping out a side door of the school unnoticed they had gotten coffee at a local cafe on the way home.
Snow was now turning thick as it coated their hair and the backs of their hoods.
"Ugh more snow? I swear I've had it up to here with snow for a life time Nat." He spoke in an annoyed manner as his green haired companion merely grinned amused beside him.
"Yeah, well it is almost winter now. I bet by January we'll be buried up to our necks! We'll have to fish out the poor short people from the depths to save their poor cute lives from drowning!"
Snorting he shook his head.
Taking a small sip of his latte he looked ahead and squinted.
An ambulance and two cop cars sped past and stopped just up the street from them.
"Shit there must have been some sort of accident." He murmured.
Nat paled suddenly and tugged him forward, "Dude...is that who I think it is?"
Kevin sped up his stomach doing unpleasant back flips.
"No...no fuck no this can't..." His eyes widened impossibly as he ran ahead leaving Nat behind.
"Slow down Kevin!" Yelled Nathan.
Skidding on the ice Kevin panted heavily, clouds of frost issuing from his lips in panicked uneven puffs of air.
His hands shook at his sides as he slowly continued forward taking in the scene before him.
There was too much blood.
Too much blood for one person to have lost all on their own and not to prove to be fatal.
Two EMT's were examining a prone body on the side of the curb.
Hurriedly they hooked the poor seemingly fragile person up to an oxygen mask, and several over ivs and wires that he couldn't even begin to understand the purpose of.
His walked on auto pilot, his heart hammering against his rib cage as he went.
Those thick raven tresses were familiar, usually hidden from the world now on display like it was normal be coated thickly with fresh blood.
Too pale skin seemed translucent to the point he could see the veins pumping underneath the bruised and battered skin.
No...this wasn't real...
It couldn't be.
"Dork...?"
His eyes burned, suddenly becoming super aware of everything around him.
Everything sped up like someone fast forwarding an old VHS tape from the ninety's.
The paramedics began gently lifting Edd onto a stretcher.
"Edd?!" His voice came out strangled and warbled sounding almost hysterical.
He soon became aware of someone holding his arm.
Someone was quietly trying to talk to him, to get his attention.
Looking warily to the side of him, he saw a teary eyed Nathan and a policeman.
"Kevin...t-they said we can't go with them, but we can meet them at the hospital. Okay? Come on Kev, I've gotcha buddy." Nat spoke soothingly as he steered him back onto the side walk.
"I already called your mom, she's on her way here. She's gonna give us a ride. Everything is gonna be okay Kevin." Though Nat's voice wavered toward the end he tried to make himself believe him.
Gods his chest hurt so much, and his eyes burned painfully.
Tears slowly betrayed him as they made their way out of the corners of his eyes.
He couldn't believe this, he refused to believe that what had just happened was true.
Because that would mean...
That would mean that Edd...was...
But denying things, never made them go away now did they?
His whole body seemed to be shaking now.
He let Nat hold him and continue to talk to him softly as they waited off to the side of the road.
Sirens sounded, they both watched the ambulance rush off.
Soon the police cars left as well leaving them behind in the aftermath.
All that was left to show of the accident was a patch of blood stained snow in the middle of the road and a pair of sorrowful teenage boys grasping at the reality of the grim situation.