forum Romance Roleplay (Closed O/O)

Started March 02, 2020 by @Rainy_day_artist_classic group

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"You've gotta be joking. I thought you meant he just wanted you to go— not that he was paying for it." Melissa dropped her face in her hands, sighing softly.

Lucas shrugged, holding Cody closer. "And… um… earlier, when he and I were talking, I kinda panicked and I couldn't breathe or think or feel my body at all? I think I worried him… he thought I was gonna pass out, so… uh… that's why I'm on the couch now."

Melissa pulled her head up, giving him a look of a thousand words. Somewhere between a mix of horror, concern, and shock— whatever that would be. "Are you alright!?" She asked in a weak frenzy. Hesitantly, she reached down to start running her fingers through his hair.

"Yes, yes, I'm fine…" Lucas leaned into Melissa's hand with a shaky sigh. "My throat still kinda hurts, though, so your dad got me some water." He closed his eyes, gently petting Cody with one hand.

Melissa nodded a little, continuing to run her fingers through his hair. "I'm guessing you just want to stick around here, for the rest of the day?" She asked softly, loosely twisting a strand around her finger.

"Probably, yeah… sorry…" Lucas relaxed a bit at the petting. "I still need to shower, though…" He opened his eyes to look up at Melissa meekly.

“If you’re up for it, you can go do that now.” Melissa offered in a soft tone, still running her fingers through his hair. “I might take Cody for a walk, while you’re doing that.”

Lucas nodded and kissed Melissa softly. "Alright, love. I'll see you when you get back." He headed into the shower and soon came back out in fresh clothes with crimson trickling down his wrists. Considering that Melissa hadn't returned yet, he headed over to Mr. Brennahan's office and timidly knocked on the door.

After a couple of seconds, Mr. Brennahan got up from his desk, and pulled his office door open. “Lucas? Is everything alright?” He asked softly, confused to see him.

"Um… we might wanna go to the hospital." He replied weakly, seeming fidgety and nervous. "Should we wait for Melissa to get back, though? She's walking Cody right now…"

Clearly he was taken by surprise, glancing Lucas’s figure up and down. When he saw the blood, he realized what was wrong. “Lucas… I- we should probably go now. I can call Melissa when we get there, I don’t think we should wait.” He whispered, stepping back to grab his keys and pull on some shoes.

"Okay…" Lucas tightly crossed his arms to avoid getting blood on the floor and followed Mr. Brennahan closely. There was some blood seeping through his pants as well and it seemed to hurt for Lucas to walk.

Mr. Brennahan noticed how strange Lucas was walking, and hesitated as he stepped up to him. “How bad is it?” He asked softly, pocketing his phone.

"Um… pretty bad… I wouldn't ask you to go to the hospital otherwise." Lucas sighed shakily and continued limping towards the car.

Mr. Brennahan nodded weakly, coming up and resting a hand on his shoulder. “Would you want me to carry you out to the car?”

Lucas flushed a bit and looked away, considering. "I-I… um… I'm not sure… I really wouldn't want to cause any additional trouble, sir, I'm very sorry…"

“It wouldn’t be any more trouble, Lucas.” Mr. Brennahan insisted on a soft tone, keeping his hand in his shoulder. “It’s whether you want me to or not.”

"U-Um… I guess so? I probably shouldn't fall down the stairs again…" Lucas sighed shakily. Thankfully, he was far lighter than he should be anyways.

Mr. Brennahan nodded a little before scooping him up bridal style. “Yeah, let’s not have that happen again.” He whispered, briskly carrying him down the stairs.

Lucas tensed up a bit when Mr. Brennahan picked him up, even though he was expecting it. He closed his eyes and curled in on himself a bit, breathing more heavily as his blood continued seeping into his clothes.

Mr. Brennahan kept quiet as they made their way out the door, and set Lucas down to shut and lock the door. When he had it locked, he carefully led Lucas down to his car, pulling the passenger seat door open.

Lucas got into the car and buckled himself in, his arms shaking violently as he did so. His vision was pretty hazy by now and he was swaying unsteadily.

Mr. Brennahan shut his door, before getting in the front seat and buckling himself in. "How long do you think you can hang in, for?" He asked softly, starting the car hastily, before pulling out of the driveway.

"Um… I'm… I'm not entirely sure…" Lucas said slowly, looking down at the large patches of blood seeping through his jeans. "How far away is the hospital?" He asked.

"I- um… not that far." Mr. Brennahan mumbled, seeming to be rather distracted while he was driving. His thoughts were on trying to get Lucas there quickly, but not fast enough to get in an accident.

"Mm…" Lucas leaned his head against the window and closed his eyes, breathing a bit more heavily. His vision was spinning and he couldn't think straight anymore. He hardly even noticed the pain in this state, but the blood kept flowing freely.

Mr. Brennahan kept quiet, knowing it was useless to keep talking to him. He needed to get them to the hospital, considering that was about all he could do. So as soon as they got there, he was quick to get out and come around to his side to help him out. “You can’t walk, I presume? Do you need me to carry you?”

"Probably…" Lucas mumbled in reply, not super coherent by now. His ears were ringing so loudly that he could hardly hear anything else, and he was struggling to remain conscious. It had been all he could do to not pass out in the car.

Sighing softly, he nodded in return before attempting to pick him up and carry him inside. “Just hang in a little longer. We’re almost there.” Mr. Brennahan whispered, somehow managing to open the door when he had gotten to it.

"Mmmm…" Lucas closed his eyes and rested his head on Mr. Brennahan's shoulder. His heart was racing and he couldn't think at all. Part of him processed that Mr. Brennahan was saying something, but he couldn't understand him.