A/n: part 2! Hope you guys like this!

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'NO!' I screamed, running towards my best friend. Mike was sprawled on the floor in an awkward position. Blood was pouring out of his nose and mouth and it looked like his neck had been bent right back from the impact of the ball hitting him.

'Mikey!!!!!!!!!!!!!!' I howled, falling to my knees at Mike's side. 'Do something!' I screamed at Mr James. Mr James just stood there, smiling slightly. 'Why should I?' He asked in a silky voice. 'He looks normal to me.' 'You bastard!' I screamed at my idiot teacher.  

Noah turned to me and smiled evilly. 'You did this to him! You fucking bastard!' I sobbed, clutching Mike's body to my chest. 'I'm so sorry Mikey!' I whispered, hugging him tightly.

I picked Mike up in my arms and attempted to carry him to the school nurse. 'Get out of my way!' I half screamed, half sobbed at anyone who was remotely close to me.

The walk to the sick room was long and painful. My vision was blurry from the tears that were streaming down my cheeks and my arms burned from having carried Mike for so long.

Every now and then people would shoot me strange looks. They were all negative though. Not one look I received looked friendly or concerned. That just goes to show that this school was literally a living hell!

When I got Mike to the sick room the nurse gasped in shock. 'What happened to him?!' I barely managed to get the next words out: 'w-we w-were p-p-playing volleyball and N-Noah hit the b-b-ball at M-M-Mikey.

That's when I completely broke down. I just stood there and cried and cried and cried. I cried until my eyes felt sore and empty.

The nurse gently patted my shoulder. 'Let's take a look at him.' She smiled sweetly.

I had lain Mike on the little bed in the corner. I could faintly see his chest rise and fall with the motion of his breathing. I exhaled in relief. 'At least he's still alive.' I thought to myself.

As I closer to Mike I saw just how bad his injuries really were. His jaw was rapidly swelling and he had a severe black eye. Blood was still pouring out of his mouth, soaking his shirt in thick, dark blood.

'Oh Mikey!' I gasped, kneeling beside the bed. 'I'm so sorry!' I whispered, stroking his soft blonde hair.

The nurse was fuffing around. This was really annoying me because she wasn't doing anything to help Mike.

Finally she came over with some water in a bowl and a cloth. She gently dabbed around Mike's nose and mouth, trying to stop the bleeding. 'Will he be ok?' I asked her worriedly. 'I don't know sweetheart.' She smiled sympathetically. 'Mikey...' I sobbed taking his hand. I slowly traced circles on his palm with my thumb.

Suddenly Mike's eyes slowly fluttered open. 'Y/n?' He croaked. 'Mikey!' I gasped. 'You're ok!' Being careful not to hurt Mike, I threw my arms around his neck. Mike gently hugged me back, cringing in pain.

'What happened?' Mike croaked, coughing a little on the blood that was now slowly trickling out of his mouth. 'All I remember is the ball and then... Nothing.' 'It was Noah!' I growled. Mike shivered. 'He's always wanted to get back at me for that day when you came to this school y/n.' Mike said shakily.

'I'm sorry Mikey.' I whispered. ' This is all my fault!' 'Why would you say that y/n?' Mike gasped. 'B-because I was being such a wimp before the gym lesson. M-Mr James probably noticed and that's w-why he put us in t-those teams.'

'C'mere y/n.' Mike said. He scooched over and I lay next to Mike on the bed. I gently put my head on his chest, trying not to hurt him. 'Look at me y/n.' Mike instructed. I did. 'This is not your fault y/n.' Mike said sternly, flinching in pain.

I nodded and rested my head on Mike's chest again. Mike softly began to stroke my hair.

The nurse came back with some bandages in her arms. Mike pouted his lip, but immediately cried out in pain. 'Don't do that Mikey.' I said. 'Do I have to wear those?' Mike asked, looking at the nurse with puppy eyes. 'Fraid so.' She said with a smile.

Mike frowned and I saw a tear run down his cheek. 'What's the matter Mikey?' I asked, putting my hand on my friend's shoulder. 'Everyone will laugh at me.' Mike sniffed. 'If they do it won't matter.' I said confidently. 'And you know why it won't matter Mikey?' Mike shook his head. 'Because they don't know what a wonderful person you are. They don't know how kind and loving you are. They're just jealous because I've got the most amazing best friend ever!'

Mike's eyes filled with tears and he hugged me tightly. 'Thank you y/n.' He whispered into my hair. 'That's what best friends are for Mikey.' I smiled, rubbing Mike's back.

As the nurse was wrapping bandages around Mike's wound, I saw that she had a lustful look in her eyes. When she was done, she ran her hand lightly over Mike's jawline. She then started to play with his hair.

She was hitting on my Mikey! I growled lowly. The nurse was now was now eyeing Mike up and down. Her eyes briefly rested on his lips before she began to slowly lean in as if she was going to...

'What are you doing?!' Mike snarled, getting up. He got up a bit too quickly and suddenly swayed dangerously. I quickly reached out and caught Mike before he fell and got anymore hurt.

I sat on the bed with Mike in my arms and I started to rock him back and forth whilst softly singing Starlight by Muse in his ear. I know that Mike liked Muse. 'Why don't you go and get some food whilst I stay here and look after your friend?' The nurse asked, lust written all over her face.

'There's no way I'm leaving Mikey alone with you!' I hissed through clenched teeth. The nurse advanced towards me and once again ran her fingers over Mike's jawline.

Mike's eye snapped open and he nuzzled into the crook of my neck, cowering away from the nurse. 'Get off him!' I screamed. 'But I care about him!' The nurse replied, seductively rubbing Mike's back. Mike shivered and pressed himself closer to me.

'Yeah right!' I scoffed. 'You only care about him because you want to get in his pants for the night!' The nurse looked offended, but then shrugged it off. 'Fine!' She growled. 'If he won't come willingly, I'll have to use force.' 

The nurse then took a bandage and pressed it to Mike's nose and mouth, cutting off his air supply. He struggled for a few seconds before he once again went limp.

Smiling at her victory, the nurse then picked Mike up and began to take off his shirt. However, she then thought better of it and just held him.

I didn't like what was going on at all. 'Let him go!' I screamed. 'No. I won't!' The nurse smiled sweetly. 'He's mine now. And he'll do what I want him to. I shuddered at those words.

The nurse then carried the limp Mike out of the door. I couldn't get my head around what had just happened. But then realisation hit me in the head like a brick: my Mikey was gone...