Her Bad Boy (Completed)

Chapter 2: Prosthetic Leg

Audrey's p.o.v :

"Trrrrriiinnnnggg" the loud noise of the bell rang through my ears causing my elbow to slip from underneath my head, waking me up.

Yep. That's right I slept through the entire physics lesson but hey it's not my fault, Mr. Harvard is just very slow and boring.

I am totally failing Physics this semester. Ughhh... life.

I packed my bad and stood up, swinging it over my shoulder.

As soon as I stepped out of my class there was a heavily muscled arm swing over my shoulder causing me to stop in my tracks. I looked at my right to be met with Danny.

" you've got one meaty arm" I commented.

"It's all muscle little sis" he said

"Really? How do you even make all that muscle... it's way out of my league" I said frowning to myself.

"It takes a lot of hard work I tell you that baby sis" Danny says in all seriousness.

I mean how can someone lift so many weights and do so much exercise along with going on a diet plan to get abs and muscle. I can't. I mean I can't even run to rounds without completely losing my breath and aching my limbs but then again I am not Usain Bolt, I have no need to run three laps plus B says I don't need all that exercise cause-

"Earth to Audrey" Danny said in my face while waving his hand in front of my face.

"Seriously Rey, your zoning out thing is really creeping me out now" he said and I rolled my eyes.

" By the way, your shoelace is untied, tie them" he said and I looked down, indeed they were.

" I have my bag on my shoulders which is wayyyy to heavy for me plus I am too lazy to bend down and tie them so I am just gonna do them later" I said shrugging and Danny shook his head at me.

"Suit yourself but you're probably gonna fall" he said shrugging as well and taking long strides ahead of me with his giant legs, he is probably at the cafeteria by now as I think, curse my small legs.

Yea I am s a clumsy person and a combination of clumsy person and untied shoelace is lethal but hey come on I just have to make it to the cafeteria and I'll tie them there pfftttt..... I'll be fi-

"Oommph" and just like that I bumped into someone's chest and tripped over my shoelace falling diagonally on my ankle.

A sudden pain shot through my foot.

"Owww owww that hurts !" I cried out in pain holding my foot.

"You again" someone said and I looked up to see the same locker guy.

"Hey, couldn't you just keep your chest to yourself ?" I asked puffing my cheeks and pouting.

" Oh please you ran into me all of a sudden out of nowhere" he said rolling his eyes.

"Well.... umm whatever" I said folding my arms stubbornly.

" so you getting up any time soon, you're blocking my way?" He asked making me realize I was still on the floor and I blushed out in embarrassment.

I tried to get up but in vain as a sharp pain shot through my ankle making me fall back again.

Oh no! I am gonna lose my leg! I'll never be able to walk again, I will never be able to play with cocoa, oh god I am too young for this!

With those thoughts in mind, bile rose in my throat and tears started slipping down my cheeks as I sniffled.

"Hey! Are you crying ?" I looked up where the voice came from and saw that the locker guy was still standing there, I forgot about him.

"Yea you're crying" he said looking at me.

" well yes, sherlock" I said while crying.

"Why are you crying ?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.

" I'll never be able to walk again ... I'll have a prosthetic leg" I cried out with even more tears streaming down my face

" what the hell are you talking about?" He asked confused.

"I can't get up, it hurts too much..... I am gonna get a prosthetic leg ... I am too young for this" I said crying out even more in the end.

"You're very dumb...." he muttered out but I heard it.

I was about to comment something but he caught me off guard as he bent down placing one of his arms under my leg and other at my back he picked me up bridal style.

"I can't believe I am doing this" he grumbled to himself but I heard it yet again, what can I say his voice is to manly and raspy too miss out.

"Where are you taking me?" I asked

" the nurse" he answered and I nodded.

Soon the nurse's office came into view and he opened the door without knocking. Inside the nurse who was in her late thirties got up and glared at locker guy but he paid no mind to it.

"Knock next time" she said strictly.

"Yea whatever" locker guy mumbled out.

"What's wrong?" She asked me

"I am gonna get a prosthetic leg..." I said breaking down again.

"She's stupid. She just twisted her ankle or something when she fell down tripping over her shoelace" Locker guy explained and the nurse nodded.

"Ok you can leave now I'll take it from here" the nurse ushered the locker guy out.

"Gladly" he said picking up his bag and leaving me in the hands of the nurse.

I didn't even get to thank him or get his name and he's already helped me twice. I think we'll get along good, I'll befriend him-

My happy thoughts were cut out when pain shot through my leg but as fast as it came it disappeared in a second not even giving me a chance to scream.

"All done and in place " the nurse said dusting off her hands and admiring her work.

"Now you should wear this support for your foot for a day or two as it might hurt" the nurse said handing me the foot support thingy and I put it on.

" so no prosthetic leg ?" I asked

"No dear, no prosthetic leg" she said with a smile.

Yayyy.

Damien stood leaning against the pole while having drags of his expensive cigarette. His cigarette was filtered. He didn't see the point in using it without a filter. Why inhale cancer when it can be avoided. The filter cuts the tar and keeps the taste. Plus he had priorities which he would not compromise over a cancer stick.

He was waiting for his friends Roy, Benjamin, Samuel, and Rohan to meet him there and as always they were late, he won't go easy on them this time, he already warned them once that he didn't like it very much when they were late and Damien isn't someone who repeats himself.

Standing there all alone he couldn't help it when his thoughts drifted off to the girl who had bumped into him twice since morning now. Prosthetic leg. He snorted to himself. She was stupid. Why would he carry her if she was that stupid? Why why why why-why............

Trying to find the answer to the question was driving his inner conscience crazy but he was saved by his friends at that moment or maybe not so much because the first question shot his way by Benjamin was

" who did you carry through the hallways huh? It's all over the school?" The douche bag questioned swinging his arm around Damien.

Just what Damien wanted.

Damien shrugged Ben's arm away rather harshly causing Ben to his out in pain and massage his arm.

" you always have something up your arse" Ben complained while still massaging his arm and Damien rolled his eyes.

"Is tomorrow night's fight mine?" Damien directed his question towards Roy while taking another drag from his cigarette.

"You got it " Roy said sighing.

"Damien man you need to take a break you took all of Ramsay's fights last week, you're working yourself out too much, heck they don't even pay you proper" Samuel said

"I get paid enough. It's not about money. Plus the day I ask them of my fair share no mother fucker can stop me from getting it. But I don't fight for the money." Damien said stepping on his half lit cigarette on the ground.

They knew it wasn't about money. It was never about money. It was never about anyone or anything but him.

Damien was about to walk away when Rohan's question caused him to halt in his steps.

"You never told us about the hallway girl, who is she?" He asked curiosity lacing his tone.

Damien just walked away.

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