Beat it (Grim)
Dec 13, 2014 12:18:01 GMT -5
Post by grim. on Dec 13, 2014 12:18:01 GMT -5
I feel his jaw crack beneath my elbow. He was badly injured. I slowly get to my feet, keeping my arm tucked above my chest. He was on the ground, groaning. He was feeling so much pain, I couldn't bare seeing him like that. Even though he wanted to end me so badly, I think in these few short moments of this spar, I have developed a deep connection with this man.
I run over to his curled body and decide to see what I can do. I haven't found the need to help someone like this since I can remember. Maybe the age of 12, but its all a blur. He was debating killing me, but I wasn't going to show him the same brutality that he had shown me.
I yell for a medic, hoping they can help his injures before the worsen. As the medics make their way over to us, I whisper in his ear "Its gonna be ok". I had to find some way to reassure him.
The medics imidiatly take notice to my shattered whist, but i urge them to his jaw. I take my towel and try to wipe some of the tears from his eyes, they weren't falling, but I was going to make sure that he held on to his dignity, the only thing I didn't take from him.
I move his hair away from his jaw, and notice it swelling. It was going to be a long recovery, and a painful one. He probably hated me for what I did, but I was gong to see if I could gain his friendship. After all having someone like him around, so much strength and brute, could be worth the battle.
The medics come and start to urge him to safety. They were worried about his jaw, and so was i.