my bullshit. It just didn’t work out as he had planned and he ended up getting a whole new appreciation and respect for me after getting choked out. Most would think that I’m an asshole, but my whole motto was never surrender and never back down, so I was always ready for anything and was quick to backup anything that flowed from my mouth. I pulled up to the front gate after hours of thoughts and barely gave Bo enough time to jump out and open the gate before pulling through. I didn’t even bother with pulling down to the storage shed to download all of our new goods; I pulled straight to the front doors of the school and jumped out while leaving the vehicle running and made a bee line straight through the hallway to Steven’s door. I threw the door open and walked through. He jumped from his bed from being startled. “What the fuck did you do?” I questioned before he had time to greet me. He sat down on the edge of his bed. “It looks worse than it is.” “Really, because it looks like a stupid ass decision made by someone with no sense or no thought process.” I made clear. He looked down and then across to his arm. “I’m not well brother.” “You’re god damn right you’re not well!” I stated.
Kris came running through the door. “Calm down.” “No one asked you. You need to go help everyone out at the truck, I’m talking to Steven.” I responded with attitude. She looked over at Steven while letting out a sigh and walked out. I walked over and put the back of my hand to his head. “You’re fucking burning up. When’s the last time you ate?” “Yesterday.” He answered.
“Well, get on your feet. We’re going to the chow hall.” I ordered. “I’m not hungry.” He responded. “Either get your ass up and we’ re going to go eat or we can go out behind the shed and put your old ass out of your misery. Choice is yours.” I made clear. He got up and followed me out of the room. His skin was pale from poor nutrition and from the loss of blood. Everyone’s eyes were in shock when they met Steven as he tried to sit down. “Hell no, you’re going to walk through the line like everyone else.” I told him. He walked through the line hunched over from being too weak to stand straight up. “Squirrel dumplings, is what’s for dinner.” Chelley stated as she dipped some into our bowls. I was nice enough to grab both of our drinks since he only had the one arm to hold things with. We caught one of the first seats we came up to so he didn’t have to walk so far. He started sipping on the broth instead of eating the dumplings. “You know what I want?” He asked between sips.
“Your arm back.” I stated being an asshole. He shot me a go to hell look. “I want some of your barbeque. If this ends up killing me, that’s my dying wish.” “Well brother, it’s not like we can just go to the store and pick up some brisket or ribs. Hunting has been scarce lately.” I responded. “I’m sure you’ll come up with something…You always do.” He reassured. I looked at him and shook my head before going back to my squirrel dumplings. Once we were both finished eating, I took both of our bowls back to Milissa and grabbed a pocket full of crackers and joined Steven back at the table before we walked back to the school. I walked to my room.
“I’ll see you later.” Steven
suggested. I walked in and grabbed my cot and walked back out into the empty hallway, where Steven had already disappeared into his room. I walked down and through his door. He turned quickly and looked at me with a confused look plastered over his face. “What the hell are you doing, man?” He asked as I started setting my cot up. “I’m going to stay in here until your health is back up or you die…whichever comes first.” I stated without missing a beat. He placed his arm on his hip. “Are you fucking serious?” I