The Deadly Revenge (GL)

I had no idea how long I was unconscious there on the rooftop, but when I woke up and left there, the school was empty. It was only the security guy at the gate who was present. He gave me strange looks when I passed by him limping, but he didn't bother asking what happened.

No one came to look for me through out the lectures. That just further proves how unimportant I am to the entire school body.

I returned home with every part of my body aching. I couldn't see clearly because I wasn't with my glasses, and I knew for sure that I didn't pack up all my stuff they scattered around because I was too weak and blind to look for them.

When I got to my room at the shelter, I was happy to find that Teddy hasn't return home yet. I don't want her to see me like this.

I had no idea how she would react to it, but I just don't want her to see me looking so pathetic.

I flunged my bag to the side and slowly sat on the bed with some difficulty. My body felt like it had been run over by a truck, and I knew for sure that the damage done to me was great.

I was panting. The room was blurry and I felt like crying.

How could they? Why are they so mean to me?

Thinking about Teddy's jacket was all it took of the tears to roll down my eyes. I couldn't even protect a simple jacket! Why am I so fucking weak?!

I felt drained, mentally and emotionally. I quietly lay on the bed and face the wall trying to push aside the unbearable pain I was feeling.

I know I needed to go to the hospital, but I have no money to pay for hospital bills. I was too scared to lift up my shirt and see the damage they have done again.

After a lot of pained whimpers and tears, I drifted off into an uncomfortable sleep, with dreams of Teddy to make me feel better.

Even just a little.

***

I was barely concious when I felt Teddy walk into the room. My back was to her and I wish so much that I could turn over on the bed and stare at her beautiful face, but I felt too weak to even move. Physically drained.

"You're asleep?" Teddy asked no one in particular. "That's new. You're usually always awake when I return."

I managed a smile at the sound of her voice. It was so soft, so calming. It healed my broken soul.

I heard her moving about the room, probably taking off her work clothes and putting on her pajamas. I wish I was strong enough to look, maybe even peek a little, but I wouldn't even if I could. I didn't want to come off as a freak to her.

After sometime, the noise of her moving about died down and I heard her mattress squeak as she sat on her bed.

"Hey kiddo, wake up! I brought dinner," she called out to me.

I wanted to turn over and smile at her. I wanted to join her and enjoy a blissful dinner like yesterday, but I don't want her to see me like this. I don't want her to see me looking so pathetic.

Forcing some strength into my voice, I mumbled. "I'm not hungry. I'm really tired today, I just want to sleep and rest."

It hurts to say that because I really want to see her face, but unfortunately I can't.

There was a short pause, then she asked in a tone lace with concern. "Are you okay?"

The worry in her tone made me feel warm. Despite my pathetic condition, I couldn't help feeling giddy.

"Yeah I'm fine, just tired." I mumbled, and Teddy said nothing more.

In a moment, I was drifting off to sleep. Teddy's presence was enough to comfort me and ease the pain.

She really is a blessing.

***

As usual, I woke up to Teddy's voice calling out to me. "Hey Kiddo, get up. Time for school."

I didn't bulge. I felt too weak and cold. My head was throbbing and my body felt like it was on fire even though I felt very cold.

I drew my blankets up to my chin with my eyes still close. I tried to speak, but a tiny whimper escaped my lips instead.

"You okay?" Teddy asked gently. She didn't make an attempt to come towards my bed. I could tell she was still standing on her side of the bed even without seeing her.

With all the strength in my body, I replied, "I don't feel so good. I don't think I can go to school today."

"What's wrong, are you sick?" She asked again and I could detect the tiniest hint of concern underneath her tone.

She cares.

And that makes me so fucking happy.

"I... I guess I am. I can't really move." I mumbled tiredly.

For a moment, all was silent again and I missed her beautiful voice. I wonder if she was just standing there in the middle of the room looking at me. She must have no idea how to handle a sick me.

Shortly after, I heard the door open and her steps walking down the corridor. She must be going to the bathroom to take her bath, and I in turn drifted off again into unconsciousness.

Teddy returned from the bathroom and I was pulled awake by the sound of the door opening. I heard her walk in but remain on my side with my eyes close.

I heard her rustling as she got dressed, and after she was done, she spoke to me before leaving. "Hey, there's some money on the table. Get some breakfast and some medicine." A short pause, then she spoke again, awkward and reluctant. "I'll see you tonight." The door closed behind her and she was gone.

I smiled at her kindness. With some difficulty I sat up on the bed to look at the money she left on my bedside drawer. It was a bit blurry without my glasses, but I could tell It was a lot, probably up to twenty dollars.

My face hurt a lot and I could tell that it was swollen even without seeing it. My body still feel worn and abused. It physically hurt even at the tiniest movement.

I would have love to get some medicines and breakfast for myself as instructed, but I couldn't move at all. Maybe I should get some more sleep and see if I can get a little better when I wake up again.

I lay back down on the bed and drifted off into another dreamless sleep with no other thoughts but Teddy.

***

When I woke up again, I could tell that it was already late. As if on cue, the door opened and I heard Teddy come in. I was used to her footsteps now.

I heard her stop midway in the room, and her whispered voice filled the silence, "shit, she didn't even touch the money!"

I wanted to speak, but my throat felt try and my lips was parched. My breathing came out laboured and heavy. I was almost shivering.

"Hey, have you been lying here all day? You didn't eat anything?" She asked. She was close to my bed now. I guess she is now very worried.

I could only moan in response. I was feeling too sick to even open my eyes.

I suddenly felt her hand on my forehead, "shit, you're burning up! You have a fever!" I heard her sigh, and then she grumbled, "of all times to fall sick you chose now when I'm completely broke?" She groaned to herself, "I'm impossibly exhausted from my shifts today, but it seems like you need some care right now. It shouldn't be my business though," she sighed and mumbled to herself, "what are you doing right now?" She groaned, "oh whatever! I'll get some warm water."

Her words barely reached my ears. I was slipping in and out of conciousness.

She soon returned with a big bowl of water and a towel. "Sit up kid, I gotta clean you up." She helped me sit up on my bed and I did so with some difficulty. My eyes were still close because my lids felt too heavy to open them up.

She paused. I felt her eyes on my face even with my eyes close. She must have seen how swollen they look. She didn't say anything on it, and I felt her taking off my clothes. "I can't take you to the bathroom, so I'll just have to clean you up this way. Forgive me in advance for seeing your nakedness, but it's necessary." She kept mumbling. I knew she was going to see how damaged my torso is, but I'm too weak to protest at this point.

When my top was finally off and I was in nothing but my bra, I felt her stop. A soft gasp left her lips. She had seen it.

Again she said nothing and proceeded to take off my pants as well. She did so with ease and lay me back down on the bed, then she cleaned my entire body with the towel not missing an inch.

The towel was cold against my skin, and I flinched everytime the towel touched my bruised ribs, but the gesture warmed my heart. I was right to think of Teddy as my heaven. She was the only one who has ever cared this much.

She's just so nice.

After cleaning me up, she dressed me up with one of her clothes. A t-shirt and a sweater, coupled with sweatpants. I could tell it belongs to her because it smelt just like her. Mint and cigarettes. I hate the smell of cigarettes, but this felt comforting and nice.

The clothes were big for me and it provide enough warmth for me. Teddy left the room again and returned later with some food. I could tell because the aroma was so strong and nice.

"Sit up kid, I made some hot porridge and bought some medicine. Eat up and take some medicine so you would feel better. You shouldn't sleep with an empty stomach."

She helped me sit up and fed me the porridge herself. I felt pampered and well cared for. I almost wish I could fall sick every day just to have her care this much for me.

I could only manage a few spoonful of the porridge but she urged me to eat some more, and I did try to, but my appetite was non-existent right now. Seeing she couldn't force me, she gave me the medicine and lay me back down on the bed.

She made sure to pull the covers over me before turning to return to her own bed.

I grabbed her sleeve before she could go.

"Don't go," my voice came out low and pleading. "Please sleep beside me. I feel so cold."

There was silence, and I felt scared that I have overstepped my boundaries. She took care of me even though I was sick, and I still had the guts to ask for something more.

To my surprise and delight, she whispered, "okay."

And that was how I found myself entangled in the arms of my heaven, my angel as she lay on my bed right there beside me.

I was wrong to think that her arms might be cold.

Because, they felt very warm and comforting.

DEADLY REVENGE.