Paige slumped against the wall. She closed her eyes and when they opened, Josh and Caspian saw pain. "Ow. Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow owwww…" Paige moaned, clutching at her arms. The blood soaked through her shirt and her face was a little pale and slightly damp. "It hurts. It hurts…"
“Come here.” He said and walked to the bathroom
Paige weakly followed, partially dragging Josh along as well.
He opened the water to the coldest it could go to
Paige wiped at her face. "Cas…?"
“Yeah?”
"I'm s-sorry," she whispered. " Wh-Where's T-Tara? "
“I’m not sure.”
Paige nodded and pulled up her sleeves.
Josh accepted the fact that he was being dragged and just followed behind
Paige looked at Josh. "Uh… Sorry."
(Just didn't want too leave you out of it! Also, Paige wears designer clothing all the time. Just thought that i should point that out!)
(don't worry)
"it's ok." he shruged
Paige laughed a little, seeing the chic designer label ruined. She quickly covered it up with her fingers, hoping that Cass and Josh hasn't seen it. She always had the logo covered.
Josh nodded and quietly said to himself "nice taste in fashion…"
Paige blushed heavily. Embarassed. He saw. She noticed his eyes flit to her sleeve. She hoped that she didn't look as afraid as she felt.
josh noticed her blushing "oh sorry… my eyes wander…"
"You aren't going to hit me are you?" she blurted.
his mask displayed a bunch of slashes (/////////////////) "WHAT!?!?"
"Like, beat me up or anything?" she whispered faintly.
His mask returned to the normal X's over the eyes "sorry i thought you said something different…. also no, why would i do that?"
"Oh. Nevermind." She looked at her shoes, also a designer brand, and let the chilly water run down her arm, rinsing away the blood.
"i'll go find some bandages." Josh walked out and into another bathroom then returned with a medkit.
Paige was still a little tense, knowing the Josh knew of her clothes. "I'm sorry, about earlier. I…" She bit her lip.
"it's fine." he opened the medkit "here, give me you're arm." he held out his hand where multiple burn scars could be seen.
Paige felt the roughness of the scars when she put her arm into his palm, but she didn't say anything. "I live in Bel Air," she said heavily.
Josh nodded "this is gonna sting, just a warning." he began to pour Hydrogen peroxide onto her wound. gods i feel like a single mother
"I got beat up there," she continued, oblivious to the pain.
he dried the wound and applied a numbing goo to the wound "sorry about that, at least you're here now." he puts on a very stuffy rich person accent "a place where people come to heal."
"I'm a rich kid. They beat me because they were jealous. But I didn't want to be rich. I didn't ask for it. And they think that I rub it in! I… I taped over brand logos on all of my clothing. But they didn't stop." Her eyes were glassy.
"hey, hey, look at me, it's ok." he wrapped her wound in gauze "they can't get you here." his mask went black "here you can be you. so what you wear expensive clothes, big deal."