I opened my eyes to find a bright light. Way too bright. I opened my mouth to say something but a wave a pain hit me like a wrecking ball.
IT CAME IN LIKE A WRECKING BALL!
I felt tears prick at my eyes, I held them back as I opened my eyes to find the same bright lights. "Too bright." I groan. My voice is muffled. It feels like something is covering it. I lifted my arm, pain struck me even when I moved my fingers as I felt the mask covering my mouth. My heart began to race. What was going on?! I sat up fighting the tears as I looked around. Where was dad? Where was Hayes? Mom? Skylynn?! My body began to tremble and the machine beside me began to beep like a maniac. I ripped the mask off my face, I had problems breathing but I needed to find my family. I pulled thing on my finger off and the machine made a long beep. I tried to get out of bed but I noticed the walking boot on my right foot and the cast on my right arm.
What the fuck happened?! My heart raced as thoughts flooded and collided in my head, lost and confused. My brain felt like mush as thoughts came out choppy and my head was everywhere, jumping from topic to topic, it just didn't feel real. I felt choked, I couldn't breathe. I felt like I was going to vomit. I looked over at the wall finding a nurse help button. I stared at it as my brain couldn't process what was going on. Hit it. I slapped the button and it beeped. Finally a clear thought. I threw the sheets off, I was sweating and was burning up and I couldn't catch my breath. A nurse rushed in.
"Is everything okay?" I shook my head breathless. "Can't breathe." I wheezed. She grabbed the mask and slipped it over my face. I took deep breaths. There was a knock at my door and a doctor walked in.
"Oh good you're up. I'll call in your family and I'll tell you what's up." I nod as he walks out only to return a second later with my family. The nurse told my mom to hold the mask in place for me as I felt trapped with the string around my head. My mom kissed my head. "It's gonna be okay." She whispered. Skylynn watched from my dad's arms and Hayes stood in the corner.
"So Nash, your injuries are pretty basic. A twisted ankle, that you'll use the boot for. A sprained wrist is what the cast is for, things that you can't seem aren't so basic." He explains. My brain still felt like mush, I barely caught the words he was saying. "What...W-what are..." Was all I said.
"You've been stressed lately. You had an anxiety attack. It's normal for a boy of your age to be stressed about school. But do you know what you're stressed about?"
Taylor and Cam.
The football team.
Being the king of the school.
I nod. "Ya know talking about what stresses you out, can make it less stressful." I nod again. "C'mon Nash. Tell us what's going on." I sigh, shaking my head. "C'mon Nash." My dad encouraged me. I shook my head. "Why you a wimp? Chicken? So you can walk the walk but not talk the talk?" Hayes laughed. I snapped.
"Fine! You wanna know what I'm stressed about! You wanna know?! I'm stressed about failing tests and not passing! Teachers failing me! Taylor who bullies Cameron! Letting the team down! Hayes and Skylynn! My girlfriend Mahogany, I think she's cheating! Being the king of school, do you know how many people know my business?! How many rumors there are about me?! I'm stressed about Suicide! One day that I'll be finished with all the world's shit! I'm stressed about Christina! Skylar! I'm stressed about everything! I'm just a mess!" I crumble, tears welling up in my eyes.
"Nash you're getting A's in all your classes. Why would they fail you?!" My mom smiles. I shrug. "I'm sorry but did you say Taylor is bullying Cameron? One of the best players on the team? Is that why he quit?" Oh shit.
I shake my head. "He felt bad cause he realized what Taylor was doing to Christina was wrong. So he said that he was going to be friends with her, I told him that would ruin his rep, and Taylor would give him hell, but he didn't care. Taylor gave him so much shit in the locker room and behind your back that he just quit." I confess. "What was Taylor doing to Christina?" I sigh. I'm going to be in so much shit with Taylor.
"He was bullying her along with the rest of the team and the cheer squad. They used to call her a slut, whore, every bad name you could think of they said it. That was until the day she told the principal and Taylor got called in, he got..." I couldn't say it. It was a reminder that I didn't do shit.
"What! Nash! Finish!" Dad demanded. I take a deep breath. "He got violent. He used to beat her up. Ya know slam her against locker. Punch her, and kick her. He gave her hell. I don't know how she put up with it everyday. Until she finally did it. Killed herself, I tried to stop her. But she already made up her mind. She told me, that nothing would change her mind. I thought I could save her. I thought that I could stop her, ya know save her from the team, the squad, the school, herself. But the same sentence she said to me still haunts me everyday and it sucks." My mom rubbed my back.
"What did she say to you Nash?" The doctor asked. "What made you care now? Then she did it. Pulled the trigger. Everyone was screaming and I was covered in blood and I wanted to hug her ya know hold her, but she was dead and Taylor was already dragging me away." They nodded.
"How do you feel about her death now?" He asked. "Terrible, knowing that I killed her-" a voice cut me off. "You didn't kill her Nash. You didn't bully her." Hayes spoke up. I shook my head. "But I didn't stop it now did I." He nodded. He said the same thing to me.
"I'm going to have to have a chat with Taylor." My dad mutters. "Dad! You can't!" It was too late. He already had left Sky with Hayes and left the room.
"Mom, you gotta stop him! He's gonna ruin my life! Taylor's getting kicked off the team! I've ruined his life! Did you know he wanted to be in the NFL? I've not only ruined his high school experience but his future! Mom you gotta stop him!" I shout, breathing heavily, feeling uneasy and the same feeling came over as my body began to shake.
"It's alright Nash. Taylor is gonna be fine. Your dad is probably just gonna suspend him for a while. He won't get kicked off the team." Mom cooed, rubbing my back. I nodded, calming down. She's right. It's silly to get rid of Taylor.