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“Well, pretty much everything since Aiden turned and left you,” he answers hesitantly.
Great, so all of it.
“And it didn’t occur to either of you tohelp the girl lying on thefloor in pain?”
That snaps them out of their stupor. The brown-eyed one quickly closes his locker, and they rush toward me.
“I don’t need your help now!” I exclaim, wincing from the pain and causing them to freeze in their tracks.
“Are you sure you don’t need our help?” asks the brown-haired one with a smirk.
Cocky bastard, way to kick a girl while she’s down. It didn’t help that they both look like male models, and now I look like I was dragged through a restaurant’s dumpster. I’m about to tell him where to go, but my breathing starts to get worse, and I realize I still didn’t even know how to get to the parking lot to meet my mom.
I take a deep breath. “Can you point the way to the parking lot, please?”
“We’ll help you there,” says the blond.
“Shouldn’t you be in class?”
“Nah,” he says. “We’re in this class with you. It’s the most boring thing ever, and this is much more interesting.”
“Glad my misery can break up the dull monotony of your day,”
I say dryly.
“Damn, I didn’t mean it like that,” he says sheepishly, moving to my left to put my arm over his shoulder as the brunet does the same on my right side.
“Ow!” I exclaim to blondie as the pain pulses through my side.
“That’s the side that hurts, just leave it.”
“Shit, sorry,” he says as we make our way down the hall painfully slowly, blondie in front and my right arm around the brown-haired model, who is helping me walk.
“Screw this,” the guy my arm is slung over mutters. He stops walking and scoops me up bridal style into his tanned, muscled arms, and starts walking again.
She's With Me
“Noah, get her bag and open the doors for us,” he says, clearly tired of our slow descent.
Grateful for not being on my feet anymore, I hold my tongue uncharacteristical y, too tired and in too much pain to argue. We get to a pair of heavy-looking doors that lead outside to the parking lot. Noah holds them open as we walk through, and I shield my eyes from the sudden blinding sunlight as I look for my mom.
“You can put me down now; my mother should be here soon.”
He sets me on my feet but keeps an arm around me, making no move to leave. “You don’t have to wait with me.”
“We can’t leave you standing here alone, right?” Noah says, taking a seat on the concrete steps and looking at his friend, who nods in agreement.
“Aren’t you guys going to get in trouble for ditching school?” I ask curiously.
“Nah. I’m Mason, by the way.” He smiles and helps me sit down on the step. “And you’ve met Noah. You are?”
“Amelia,” I reply.
The ache in my chest hasn’t let up, and although I don’t want to admit it, I’m kind of glad they’re keeping me company.
“You know,” Noah starts hesitantly, glancing at me with pale-green eyes, “Aiden’s really not a bad guy. He didn’t know he’d hurt you.”
“If he knew you were healing from broken ribs already, he wouldn’t have picked you up. It’s just guys fooling around, you know? He’d never intentionally hurt anyone, especially not someone smaller than him.”
