Teenagers

Sybyla

I waited impatiently for him to return. I sat near the window so I could look out but you'd have to press your face to the glass to see me.

Somebody did.

"Alright you alone finally?" an annoyed males voice asked. I held my breath not moving not making a sound, hoping he'd go away. "I can see you Sy-by-la."

I closed my eyes and cringed as he pounded on the window. Then somebody pounded on the door. They were gonna make it in. I scrambled over to the kitchen and grabbed at a pan. I wouldn't have the guts to use a knife, but swinging something like this at somebody would help.

Kaleb:

Kaleb got the food and ran back towards the camper his muscles thankfull for the work out. When he got to the camper he frowned. There were two guys standing next to the door the door open and what sounded like a struggle inside. He dropped the food and went full speed at the guys slamming them both in the camp leaving them behind dazed. He jumped in the camper and looked around spotting another guy with Syb cornered. She was clutchign a pan for dear life. The guy spun around and looked at him angerly.

"You shouldn't have come here." Kaleb hissed. He threw a punch at the guy landing it in the guys stomach sending him back a few steps. Syb took that chance to hit him with the pan, but Kaleb didn't relize she was going to do that and stepped to close as Syb swung to far catching him in the shoulder with the pan. Pain shot threw his arm but he ignored it grabbing hte guy and throwing him otu of the trailer. His shoulder screamed in pain as he walked through the door, got their food, then walked back in shutting it. "Hungry?"

Sybyla

I felt horrible in two different directions.

I had accidently hit him with a pan, and I knew even he was in pain about that. And before I was cornered he had managed a good kick to my gut. I had learned to reconize when I needed hospitlization, I didn't but it still hurt like hell.

Shaking my head I sat down, instinct told me to take a couple IB Profane's but not on an empty stomach. "Or maybe yeah." I stood up and ignored the pain as I kissed his injured shoulder. "Sorry I hit you."

KAleb:

KAleb looked at her. "What's wrong?" He asked pulling her towards her. She flenched and he frowned. "What's wrong?"

"Nuthin." She said.

"Syb, seriously. What's wrong?"

Sybyla

"I hit him in the leg with the pan and he punched me in the gut," she said simply, "I'll be okay tomorrow, I just need to take a tylenol."

He didn't look convinced.

"Honestly," I said, "I'm more worried about your shoulder being broken."

"It's not."

I wasn't convinced. "Can I see it?"

Kaleb:

Kaleb took a dep breath. "Alright." He replied, "But only if you lay down until you feel better."


*cry*

Sybyla

I agreed, I'd agree to anything he suggested I supposed. I examined his shoulder, the bruises made me cringe, but I forced myself to poke them, apologizing everytime he winced.

"It's not broken," I said finally, "but it's going to be sore as hell tomorrow."

I insisted on eating something and taking a tylenol before I laid down though, he laid with me and pretty soon I was out cold in his arms.

Kaleb:

Kaleb woke up the next morning and didn't want to move. His shoulder was killing him. He pushed himself up and bit his lip to keep from groaning. He got to the kitchen and put the coffee on biting his lip again. This was going to be a long day trying to keep her from noticing that he was in pain. He wasn't about to let her think she had hurt him. He dind't want her feeling bad.

"Morning." He heard her yawn.

"Morning." He said looking back at her. "I'm gonna take a shower." He said walking towards the small bathroom and shower in the trailer. He let the hot water work on losening hte sore muscles, but it wasn't going to do much good. WHen he got it his shoulder was still killing him.

Sybyla

From the look on Kaleb's face, he was sore as hell too.

"I'm sorry about that," I muttered and kissed his shoulder. "Here," using his good shoulder as leverage I shoved him down into the chair, "Don't strain yourself today."

"I'm not going to baby it."

"Humor me?" I asked sweetly, "You can attempt to go back to normal tomorrow I had full foce on that swing."

Kaleb:

"Fine, but we need to get to another campsite." He said looking at her and smiling. "Let's go."


*cry*

Sybyla

"Alright," I agreed smiling, "But I'm driving."

He paused and looked at me like I was insane.

"You're not going to drive," I insisted, "it'll hurt your shoulder. I know."

"How do you know?" He asked tucking me under his good arm, I felt insanely safe.

"I drove myself to the hospital once after I fell down the stairs, the only real time that I did fall down."

Kaleb:

"But you've never drivin a truck pulling a huge trailer have you?" He asked looking at her and raising one of his eyebrows. She chewed her lip cutely and he kissed her. "Didn't think so. I'm driving, I'll be fine."

Sybyla

He had the winning point. But I watched him warily as he drived.

"It's only a mile away."

"What is?" he asked.

"My mom's house."

Kaleb:

Kaleb nodded./ "See we'll make it and there won't be any trouble." He laughed. The next hour was harder then he would've ever admited. When they finally got to her mom's place be parked the trailer out on the street and took a deep breath. He wasn't going to use his arm unless he had to.

Sybyla

"You're arm's hurting again isn't it?" I asked doing my best to hide my guilt.

"Just a tad," he admitted, "I'll take a tylenol after lunch okay?"

I nodded and kissed his shoulder as we walked up to the front porch. I took a deep breath before I knocked on the door three times.