Luther's POV Panic grows in my chest, my head is throbbing with a headache. My nose is bleeding terribly, and I start to feel hazy due to the loss of blood. I don't have a handkerchief with me, so I fold my sweater and place it over my nostrils. Marlon, my assaulter, is gone now, and I have to find my way to the nurse's office before I bleed to death. Thankfully, the hallway is empty, so no one can witness my walk of shame. I know the nurse's office, I have walked by it many times. I knock on the door before pushing it open with all my strength. This is not the time to be polite, I'm bleeding to death. I don't know, maybe I have started to hallucinate because the lady in front of me, wearing the white nurse uniform, can't be more than a couple years older than me. How is she a nurse? Her beautiful face is stricken with shock, and her long eye lashes bates in my direction. “Oh my God, poor boy. What happened to you?” She takes my arm and leads me to the bed in the corner.
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