Children of Dawn

Andy’s POV
The girl that I didn’t know came with me in the ambulance. The EMTs were asking her all kinds of questions about me, because I was clearly to incapacitated to answer any of them. She didn’t know anything about me other than that I was younger than her and that I was bullied, she didn’t even know my name. To some part of me it made me feel even more worthless, then I realized that I knew almost nothing about her. The only things I knew about her where that she was holding my hand, and she was very pretty. I wondered why I had never noticed her before, probably because I spent so much time watching out for bullies that I never had time to look at girls.
I didn’t have much concept of what was going on around me. There was an oxygen mask on my face and the gurney wasn’t making my sore back feel any better. The sway of the ambulance as we rushed around corners and the heat of the EMTs’ hands on me made me nauseous. I wanted to tell them that, so maybe they’d stop touching me so much, but I didn’t seem to have the energy to make it happen, so I let them keep doing what they were doing and just hoped that I didn’t decide to blow chunks all over the back of their ambulance. I doubted that would make them super happy. I concentrated on the feeling of the girl rubbing the back of my hand with her thumb and not throwing up. Before too long the ambulance slowed to a stop and I was being rushed through the hospital doors.
“Oh my God, what happened to him?” A nurse said, almost sarcastically as I was rolled by.
“Bullies tried to crucify him,” One of the EMTs said.
“Crucify him?” The sarcastic nurse exclaimed. I thought it was pretty ironic too.
“Yes, but they got him down in time. He’s breathing, his arms aren’t dislocated and they didn’t beat him too badly. We’re thinking he’s gonna be okay, but we want to have a doc look at him just in case,” The EMT explained quickly. The world spun as I was lifted from the gurney and into a hospital bed.
“Heard we had a victim of some intense bullying. What’s his condition like?” A stern female voice.
“He’s stable, maybe you can talk to him and get him to tell you who he is,” The EMT said as they got out of the way. I stared at the ceiling waiting for someone else to prod me around. It didn’t take long. The doctor shined a light in my eyes and I flinched away.
“I’m Dr. Hamilton, are you with me?” She asked. I didn’t want to answer her. I wanted to go home. I wanted to go back in time and find some way to prevent any of that mess from even happening. I looked away from the doctor and back at the girl who’d come from the school with me. She was sitting in a chair next to the bed wringing her hands nervously.
“Do you know where you are?” The doctor asked. I looked back at her.
“The hospital,” I said, my voice sounded unlike my own, it was low and tired.
“What’s your name?”
“Andy,” it was barely a whisper, I cleared my throat, “Andy Biersack” The doctor nodded.
“Can you give us a number so we can call your parents?” Dr. Hamilton asked. I had forgotten about them, and the thought of them finding out what happened made me stomach even more sick than before.
“Is there any way that I can go without them having to know this happened,” I asked looking down at my hands. Dr. Hamilton sat back in the chair, pursing her lips in thought.
“Why would you want that?” She asked.
“I lied to them, I told them that everything is fine. I don’t want them to find out,” I said.
“Andy, you do know that this is going to be all over the news, right? Your parents are going to find out either way. I think it’s best that they find out from you telling them, not from the news or their coworkers telling them that their son was nearly killed by his schoolmates. They probably already think that you’re missing,” She said. I ran a hand through my short, dyed-black hair. Then I gave them my home number, I considered myself lucky that they hadn’t taken me to the hospital that my mom worked at. I was left alone for a while after I gave them the number. Not really alone though, the girl was still with me, but I couldn’t think of anything that I wanted to say to her, so I didn’t say anything. I stared at my hands and tried to think of how to explain all of this to my parents.
“Are you okay?” the voice came from the girl. I glanced at her quickly.
“They said I’ll be fine,” I said, staring at my hands again.
“You know what I mean,” She said, and she was right. I did know what she meant, she wanted to know if I was okay mentally. I didn’t know how to answer her.
“Why do you care?” I snapped looking at her quickly. It came out harsher than I’d intended, she flinched.
“Because, it was horrible what happened to you. I’ve seen what they do to you everyday and it’s awful. No one should have to go through that,” She said. I searched her face. She looked like she was really concerned.
“Well, I do go through it, and I’ll be fine,” I said.
“I’m Emily,” She said.
“Okay?” I asked sarcastically.
“I can go if you want me to,” Emily said she started to stand up.
“No, wait! I’m sorry, I’m actually really glad you’re here so I don’t have to be alone,” I said quickly. She sat back down and I realized that she probably wasn’t going to actually leave. We sat in silence for a few minutes. I was still stressed out about talking to my parents about the whole situation. Suddenly I felt Emily’s hand on top of mine, I almost pulled away but then I didn’t, it didn’t seem worth it.
“It’s going to be okay,” She said.
“Yeah right! I’m always going to be that weird kid that no girl wants to kiss,” I said.
“So you do want to kiss girls,” Emily stated.
“Just because everyone says that I’m gay doesn’t make me actually gay,” I said. I looked at her, she looked like she was in deep thought.
“Close your eyes for a second,” She said.
“Why?”
“I’m not going to hurt you, just close your eyes,” She said, I was reluctant. Trusting people that I went to school with wasn’t very high on my list of things that I did. I looked at her and shook my head.
“Hurry up and do it before your parents walk in here, you won’t regret it I promise,” She said, I closed my eyes after only a moment of hesitation. I don’t know what I was expecting, but I was not expecting her to kiss me. When she did, I had no idea what to do. I felt like a million tons was lifted off my shoulders, I forgot about all of my aches and pains and sat up off the bed a little bit, I didn’t want her to stop. She did stop though, and way too soon in my opinion. When she pulled away and I opened my eyes she didn’t look like she regretted doing it. She stayed close for a second and then sat back down.
“Now if anyone makes fun of you for never kissing a girl you won’t feel bad, because you’ll know they’re wrong,” Emily said. I couldn’t form words and my heart monitor was beeping noticeably faster than before. She smiled at me.
“Come on now, pull yourself together before someone thinks you’re dying,” She giggled and had the heart monitor not kept beeping I would have thought my heart stopped. I took a deep breath, to try to regain my dignity a little bit.
“Thank you,” was all I managed to get out before the curtain around my bed was pulled back and my mother was all over me. I was smothered in more hugs and kisses in thirty seconds than I had ever thought possible.
“The doctors told me everything that happened to you, are you okay?” Mom asked while holding onto my face.
“The doctors told me that I’m going to be okay,” I said, “Don’t tell dad to come home from his business trip, I swear that I’m fine,”
“He was on his way home when you didn’t come home from school yesterday, I knew something was wrong,”
“Well if he hasn’t gotten on his flight yet, tell him to stay,” I said, but I couldn’t look my mom in the eye. She grabbed my chin and made me look at her.
“Why don’t you want to see him?”
“Because I just want things to be normal,” By the end of the sentence my voice cracked and I started to cry.

Notes

Sorry this chapters kinda short and crappy, I'm sick and worked on this for like 5 hours and this was the best I could get. Anyway, little Andy had his first kiss. Hope you all enjoyed this chapter, leave me a comment and let me know what you think.